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I wrote a poem for the prompt ‘Imaginary Friend’. I hope you enjoy!
they want me to hate you
they want me to be rid
they want me to not love you
anymore
i could never hate you
i could never lose you
i will always love you
for evermore
but they want me to hate you
they tell me to be rid
they force me to not love you
anymore
i tell them i can’t hate you
i promise them i’d never lose you
and i swear i will always love you
for evermore
Did you have an imaginary friend growing up?
I recently tried a prompt about pulling a card from a deck and writing a poem based on that card. My card was the Jack of Hearts, which represents young love and playfulness. I hope you enjoy the poem I wrote!
The Jack of Hearts walks eagerly along a path,
plays with his crowns, tossing it
up, down, up down.
He surveys the courtyard, plucks a rose,
tucks it into his hair.
Sits on the swing, lets
the breeze push him
back, forth, back, forth.
Lets himself relax, lets himself
hear the beat of his heart.
Lets himself feel free,
allows himself a moment to
fall in love with the world.
Recently, I got to go to Hermann Park and I had a fun, relaxing day! I wrote a small poem about it, where the goal is to start with 10 words and decrease one each line, eventually ending with 1. I hope you enjoy!
a stroll through the park, a waltz on the lake,
oh, how joyous you can be if you let
the weight of the day not weigh on
your shoulders and instead let the ducks
feed your joy, feed your existence,
as you drift by. be
free, be light, be
truly who you
want to
be.
I really enjoyed being able to go to the park! I got to feed the ducks, as well as boat on the lake (on a paddleboat). I got some really cute photos and in general, had fun during this free day.
Recently, we visited California, and there, we went to Joshua Tree National Park! We got to see some amazing sights and to commemorate, I wrote a poem in the style of a Golden Shovel. A Golden Shovel poem is when the ending word, usually bolded, of each line (when read from top to bottom) forms a line from another poem. In my case, I used a line from the poem, “Joshua Tree” by A.R. Ammons. I hope you enjoy!
as i stood by the
trees, the wind
whistled by, past the rounding
of the
rocks, through the gap
of the stones and found
me
standing still there
listening to the weeping
of too-heavy branches under
the magnificence of a
true blue sky. there it was, a Joshua
tree
Recently, in my English class, we learned about Black-Out poetry. Black-out poetry is when you take an article, books, existing poetry, or any written material and black out some of the words to create new sentences and poetry. It’s a really fun creative exercise and I enjoyed it a lot! Here’s some of the black-out poetry that I did.
Poem 3:
The first poem was created out of an article about basements, the second was about a musical, and the third was about wild turkeys. As you can tell, none of the poems really stick with the themes of those articles, which is what makes black-out poetry so fun. You can play around with your topics and what’s important in your poem.
If you’d like to try black-out poetry here are the simple steps!
Have/Will you try blackout poetry? What other kinds of poetry do you like?
Lazy morning,
Sitting on the couch,
Playing games on devices that
Aren’t mine
Chennai is the best
Eating my comfort foods,
Surrounded by my family
What new adventure
Do we have today?
Chennai is the best
Cards in my hand
Shhh…don’t show anybody
Who’s the winner?
Yes! It’s me!
Chennai is the best
Staying up late at night
What movie shall we watch today?
Laughing with my grandparents
All night long
Chennai is the best
Never wanting to go back
Feeling so sad while arriving
at the airport
I can’t want to see everyone again!
Chennai is the best
I know I recently published a blog about my experiences in theater and a recent musical I went to, but I wanted to elaborate more on a specific year of theater.
This year, I was chosen for UIL theater, a class with 20 students who each have a special passion for theater. For some of us, it’s the acting, while for others it’s directing or backstage work. It’s a tightknit class and on the 3rd and 5th, we got to perform the play we spent 2 months working on. It wasn’t perfect, but we were ok with that! We still had a lot of fun and learned valuable lessons from it. Our theater teacher has promised that for our next play, in the spring, we’ll get even more time to work on it, meaning we’ll have an even better play.
Here’s a short poem I wrote about my UIL theater experiences so far.
Circle up, circle up
A routine we know so well
Set the set, markings clear
Circle up once again
Places, places
We know exactly what to do
Get ready to head on stage
And make sure you just be you
Lines, lines
Etched into the brain so deep
No doubt about what comes next
We could do this in our sleep
Curtain, curtain
The play is now done
Strike the set, put it away
Could we have won?
Waiting, waiting
Holding hands, scared
Hold our breath as they call out names
Four people from our school won medals, they declared
Laughing, laughing
Packing up our stuff
We might not have won, but we had fun
And that is always enough.
This week is Banned Book Week! In honor of that, I wrote a poem and decided to share it with you. I hope you enjoy!
If books around the world are getting banned?
Who is there to represent?
Must we only learn about the classic,
Fair skin, straight, with no problems?
Why do books get ruled offensive?
So what if characters aren’t the norm?
Isn’t that why they were put into these books in the first place?
Isn’t that what makes people happier to see them?
To see yourself reflected in books,
Isn’t that a marvelous thing?
But banning books, the opposite
Removing all the reflections
Moving forward, past these bans,
Seems impossible, a nightmare to face
But we keep reading banned books
And we keep learning, and growing, and being reflected
What are some of your favorite banned books?
This summer I got to spend some time with my cousins! It was a lot of fun and I enjoyed it a lot. During this time, we went to the beach and we got to fly kites! I really enjoyed this experience, so I decided to write about it.
Windy beach, kites
flapping through the clouds, dipping
up and down then up
Strings, reeling out as
the kites fly high over
the waves, up and down
Laughs, as we run side
to side, hoping the wind will
move our kites up
Tired, ending the day
with games, winning small prizes,
thrilled with this fun day
What’s your favorite beach activity?
As well as visiting White Sands, we also visited Monahans Sandhills, a state park. While it wasn’t as unique or as big as White Sands, it was still marvelous in its own way.
Sandhills always change
And they are ready for it
They move with the slightest push of the wind
The Monahans dune field
Stretches 150 by 22 miles
It protects sand, plants, wildlife, and habitat
The sand comes from mountains
Specifically, the Southern Rocky Mountains
Weathered to tiny pieces, they have turned into the sand we know today
Caliche underlays these dunes
Trapping water and storing it
Creating a water table that serves plants, animals, humans
The park isn’t all sand though
See the park in spring or summer
And marvel at the yellow, the pink, the white, the rainbow of flowers
Meet the animals of the park
Watch them move around, camouflaged
the crickets, the deer, the javelinas
Monahans Sandhills
A park of many wonders
When will you go?
Have you visited any state parks?
