"Poetry is the universal language..." -William Hazlitt

Memory Poem:
(WIP)

I Felt so free being eight.
I would go outside to smell the delightful breeze flowing around my body.
I ran up and down the whole front block where we lived.
The whirl of wind would always try to slow me down.
Slashing my face non-stop for it would fight me till the very end.




Riff Poem:

Rough Copy:

We fallen into the place where everything is music.
Oh how we enjoy the beauty of music.
The things it makes us feel and do.
The words they say flow meaning into our ears.
The voices they have tell storys of emotions.
Some tell tales of wonders.
While others pour greif onto our ears.
Music has become our soul.
Oh how we enjoy the beauty of music.

Feedback:
By emily
+i like the repeated line
+ uses 'oh' nicely
+good imagery
?grammatical error in first line

Revise Copy:

Found Poem:
(WIP)

Ain't nobody got time for that!
Just deal with it.
We don't got time for that!
Just get it done.
I don't have time for this crap!
But I need it now!


9)
(WIP)

I am simply human.
With flaws and all.

10)
Example:
Here is the beginning of my detailed study of Naomi Shihab Nye:

Naomi Shihab Nye is an American poet who is greatly influenced by her family's history of exile. Nye's work focuses on the experience of people and the relationships between people and place. One of the primary features of Nye's poems are the contrasts. In "The Garden of Abu Mahmoud," the poem focuses on a man who proudly tends his garden and shares its bounty while "Across his valley the military / settlement gleamed white." Surprisingly the presence of guns, militarism, and war are asides to the larger stories of strength and resilience that exist in Nye's work.


Allen Ginsberg was an American poet