Friday, May 17, 2013

Sport Poem

Ominous yellow signs point the way,
precipice, off the edge of a cliff
half on, half off
I just have to commit,
lean downhill.
Powder thick, but icy
like rocks blocking my path
Keep my balance,
No don't fall,
Out of control
legs separate
skis not cooperating
Sun bright on the hill,
so steep,
It gets worse.
Lost.
Lost skis,
Lost poles,
Lost dignity.
To the snow in my boots,
And my back in the snow.

Thursday, May 9, 2013

Magnetic Poetry

remember soft joy is life
vast rhythm sky lingers
their star healing all
caramel embrace like open ocean
and angel brilliant night

dance marble god let
steel morning dazzle
wake the flowers so
perfumed concrete surround
peace slowed yet

laugh like eternity haunts
colored heart & go
blue smiles if broken picture
look after green velvet sister
born like never clouds fire

listen but live out breath
put old time salt words
in two days long to
celebrate decay and sacred magic
only making ice

Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Response to Students' Poems

      I read Emilia's and Garrett's "I Have Seen" poems. First I read Emilia's, which I think was about caring. I think it was about that abstract noun because of the language she used. For example, she said "but I know my silent tears will never dry/ with all those quiet friends who watch/ who often come to me for help. To me, that seemed like the subject was a very gentle, helpful being. Emilia used many elements of poetry in her poem. In the first verse, she used alliteration, saying "seen sweet sunsets" and "slowly seeping". She used assonance in her third verse, in the line "It shines so brightly, that it has a right to be proud". The long "i" sound was used several times there. She used imagery as well in the lines "The red colors slowly seeping away/ revealing the night sky". When I read that, I pictured a very bright, beautiful sunset. Also, she used repetition, sometimes saying the same words only a few lines a part to help convey their importance and highlight their place in the poem. 
     
     Second, I read Garrett's poem. His poem was much darker and definitely related to a less joyful abstract noun. If I had to guess what he was talking about, I would say power. I say that because the language he used gave the idea of confidence and control, as if everyone else was below whatever noun he is. The main poetic element he used is alliteration; there was some in almost every verse. He said things such as "ironic immortality" and "simple as supple survival". Also, the general language he used was very unusual and descriptive. Where he could have said pointlessness, he said pettiness; where he could have said weird, he said eerie. Furthermore, he had phrases that were imagery, but in general his language was the main creator of it. He had a simile about his noun as well, saying "Like ambrosia for the Gods". Both Garrett and Emilia wrote amazing poems.

Limericks



The doggy ran down to the mill
Because he wanted to have a thrill
He was gone away
For the whole long day
Until a car made its kill


At school a kid once had his worst day
Even though it wasn’t his first day
Homework he did none
But he didn’t have fun
For he realized that it was a Thursday


The cherry blossom tree grew tall
Right next to a horse’s stall
It rained and shined
But a tree’s life is fine
Until the dreaded fall

Bragging Rap



My name is Kate
Sorry I’m arriving late
You don’t have to wait
Just please don’t hate

I’m so awesome all the time
But I’m not that good at rhymes
You may think “she’s doing fine”
But I can barely write five lines

Because I’m just that fantastic
Pulling out my hair elastic
Shoot it because I’m feeling that dramatic
Even though I sound sarcastic!