Tuesday, March 22, 2011

MVHS

Purple, black, and silver.
The football games and painted faces.
The crowded hallways and announcements.
The countless friends and good memories made.
Early morning naps and good old CSAPs.
Going out to eat and talk of the weekend.
High school, the building blocks into the real world.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Questions poem

Why is nature so beautiful?
Why is nature always called "wild?"
Why is it so destructive?
Why is nature depleting?
Why is it called nature?
Why is it so fragile?
What makes nature so detailed?
Why are we killing nature?
Why can't we coexist with nature?
What makes nature so beautiful?
Why is nature loved and cherished?

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Alone

At the beginning of the poem is gives a very depressed, sorrowful tone. I could kind of see her point of view of being alone because a lot of my life in middle school I had trouble relating to a lot of my friends just because I had different interests. Poe then goes on to explain about nature. This was a different perspective because, in a way, nature is kind of alone on its own. Something so pure, natural, and fragile all on it's own. The very last sentence talks about how a demon formed in the shape of a cloud and this makes me think that she sees evil in herself. She mentions her childhood and kind of compares it to her adulthood, and he brings up the fact that are entire lives people are trying to distinguish good from evil and struggle to do so. Also, this poem is all one stanza because I would think that she would split them up into groups according to her timeline or subject. I think this is so she can mix the image of nature and loneliness together a little better. There are also a lot of dashes and I think they are there to help kind of guide the person along and have the piece flow.