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A collections of poems that I wrote throughout the poetry unit
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Carly’s Collection of Poems
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Table of ContentsBallad Poem………………………………………………………………………………………………………………Page 3
My Baby……………………………………………………………………………………….…………………………..Page 4
Elegance……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………Page 5
Trapped in a Box……………………………………………………………………………………………………….Page 6
The Last Night…………………………………………………………………………………………………………..Page 7
Behind Closed Doors………………………………………………………………………………………………..Page 8-9
People Fear the Reaper…………………………………………………………………………………………...Page 10
Scar…………….……………………………………………………………………………………………………….…..Page 11
Shooting Star…………………………………….……………………………………………………………….…….Page 12
I’m Sorry………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….Page 13
Reflection…………………………………………………………………………………………………………….….Page 14-15
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I remember what you wore on the first dayYou came into my life and I thought"Hey, you know, this could be something"'Cause everything you do and words you sayYou know that it all takes my breath awayAnd now I'm left with nothing
So maybe it's trueThat I can't live without youAnd maybe two is better than oneThere's so much timeTo figure out the rest of my lifeAnd you've already got me coming undoneAnd I'm thinking two is better than one
Rewrite:
Remember what you wore that day
You came and my heart burst
My heart beats fast and I’m breathless
Without you is the worst
It’s true, I can’t live without you
Two is better than one
There’s time to figure out my life
You’ve got me coming undone
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Title of Work: Hon. Mary Milles
Artist: Charlotte Milles
My Baby
My baby’s unaware of harm
She knows a world of joy
Ignorance is bliss for my girl
No heartbreak from a boy
My baby sleeps here safe and sound
She dreams nothing but bliss
I’ll protect her from pain and fear
Keep her safe with my kiss
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Title of work: Interior at Nice
Artist: Henri Matisse
Elegance
She sits outside on the terrace
The breeze whips through her hair.
The drapes are drawn the way he likes,
He helps her float on air.
All feels right as she waits for him.
She stares as people walk
But she only wants him to come.
He comes, they start to talk.
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Title of Work: English Drawing Room of the Early Georgian Period, 1730
Artist: Rice Foundation
Trapped in a Box
The room is meant for leisure and rest
But she always wants out
She’s caught up in the outside world
Inside, she only pouts
She’s not fazed by the elegance
Fancy, is not her taste
Captivated by the outside
To her, wealth is a waste
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Title of work: The Death of the Poet Walter Rheiner
Artist: Conrad Felixmuller
The Last Night
What a lovely night, the stars shine bright
Lights shine through the city
The streets are bright as people walk
All I feel is pity
The roads come to an end for me
I look out my window
The music plays, the people chat
Relax, deep breath, just go
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“Behind Closed Doors”
I sat at the kitchen table,
My parents on each side
He beams at me, proud of my determination.
She tries to contribute to the conversation
I tell her to stop.
There’s no point in her pretending
She didn’t take the time
To care.
I wanted her to read it.
The sound of her chair
Being pushed back
Tells me that she’s been
Defeated.
As she walks away she mumbles sarcastic comments,
Trying to jab me
With each word
I fight back
My dad tells me to stop
But the words pour out
The disappointment
The anger
It’s becoming too much
I want to tell her how I feel
But she won’t understand
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I wish people could see what happens
Behind closed doors
I want people to see the woman
Behind the pretty smile
I’m not the monster
She is
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“People Fear the Reaper”
The reaper stares everyone in the eye.
Some people fear it,
Others embrace it.
You wear the reaper on your back
Showing all the power you have
And the respect you deserve
It’s bony fingers are curled around the globe:
The future,
The past
Control.
You go after what you want
Without an ounce of hesitation.
The hooded figure gives you the strength
To do what needs to be done.
Whatever it takes to be the best
You keep the past in the past
And you look ahead to the future.
You do what you need to do
To protect the ones you love,
Always putting them first.
You own the cut.
You’re an outlaw and you want it that way.
You wear the reaper
And you wear it well.
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I’m sorry but it had to happen.
You needed to know
How I felt.
My anger couldn’t be held back
Any longer.
The truth,
Had to come out.
Hurting you was the only way.
I’m sorry but
It had to happen.
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When we first started our poetry unit I wasn’t sure how good I was going to be. I had
never really written poetry before and I thought it was much more complicated then it actually
is. Throughout the unit I discovered that not only do I like writing poetry but it’s a great way to
get some anger and aggression out. Most of the poems that I wrote had been from the heart.
They were focused on people that play a big part in my life and the feelings that I have towards
them. Being able to use all of those emotions and turn them into a special kind of writing made
me feel good, special.
Poetry really grew on me and even though our poetry unit’s over I think I’m going to
keep going with it. Some of the ideas for writing my poems popped into my head in just a
second and the ideas started flowing. When we wrote our concrete poems I thought of using a
shooting star right away. Once I had figured out my object it was easy to write about my
dreams in the poem. I realized that emotions and goals in your life can be turned into beautiful
poems and stories.
As much as I loved this unit, I’m still having trouble recognizing alliteration,
onomatopoeia’s, assonance, and consonance when I read or write poems. Because I have
trouble recognizing these forms of poetry I avoided using them in my writing. I’m hoping to
have a better understanding of them so I’ll be able to use them more. Even though I had
trouble with that, I really took to using conjunction in my poetry. I loved it. Creating shorter
sentences made my poems more dramatic which were exactly what I wanted. Having a cliff
hanger in the poems makes everything more interesting.
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I’m very pleased with all of my poems that I wrote but I chose three to be graded. The
first one I chose is my extended metaphor poem. It’s my favorite. I like the darkness and the
power in the poem. It’s very dramatic and I think it’s perfect for describing my dad. The second
poem that I chose is my narrative poem. It’s very angry and full of emotions that I don’t let to
many people see. I think I did a good job creating an image for people to picture as they read
my poem. The last poem that I would like to be graded is my concrete poem. I was pleased with
myself with how quick I thought of the idea. My dream to become a screenwriter means a lot to
me and I have no problem sharing my goal with other people. I’m very proud of the way that
poem turned out. The shooting star looked great. Each of these three poems shows how
heartfelt and creative I can be as a poet. I put my best effort and all of my emotions into my
poetry.
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