#31

For this week one of my critical analysis will be on Sylvia Path's Daddy. I enjoyed reading this poem because I was actually familiar with the poem because I remember reading it from my America Literature Class. I did not know it was considerate a confessional poem though. This was a rather long poem but I never lost interest in it when I was reading.The poem refers to her relationship with her daddy and how his death changed her life. This is considerate a confessional poem because as the audience we assume that it is about the author herself, also in reality Sylvia Path commits suicide.The themes in this poem are oppression and freedom. The meaning of oppression is evident when Plath uses the metaphors Nazi' and Jew to describe her father and herself. This image leads us to believe that she is dependent on her father for survival as well as a victim because of her father's strict ways. Her mental suffering is further reinforced by the allusions to the Nazi concentration camps Dachau, Auschwitz and Belsen' as it reinforces the fact that she is a victim and that she is unable to escape from the psychological hold that her father has on her.

#30

For my free entry this week, I decided to post an inspiration poem. This particular poem caught my eye because it rhymed and flowed very nicely with the poem. I also like reading simple and calm things that us realize that the world is not complicated all the time.

Tranquility
© By Anonymous
Think of a day when we all will see,
When the world will unite and we will be free.
Show all compassion and you will see,
That everything must come back as three.
Once you open your heart to the world,
you will realize that we can be free.
Do what you feel is right,
And embrace love and peace with all your might.

#29

I ran across this elegy lyrics... These words really caught my eyes..

As I Lat Dying Lyrics

did you ever see me or could you see me at all
i looked at your cold white face so still, so empty
yet i knew you were at rest
much more comforted than i
what else could i replace who you were
it was the carefree unrestricted love that
you never meant to give
you never had the choice
it was you innocence
it was part of who you were
it was the comfort of a friend

#28

I decided to post a prose poem for my free entry this week..

Russell Edson
Sleep
There was man who didn't know how to sleep; nodding
off every night into a drap, unprofessional sleep. Sleep that
he'd grown so tired of sleeping
He'd tried reading the Manuel of sleep, but it just put him
to sleep. That same old sleep that he'd grown tired of
sleeping...
He needed a sleeping master, who with whip and a
chair would discipline the night, and make him jump through
hoops of gasoline fire. Someone who could make a tiger sit
on a tiny pedestal and yawn.

#27

There was one prose poem that actually caught my eye. The name of it is "Man with Wooden Leg Escapes Prison". I really did enjoy reading that poem because it actually sounded like a poem. Even though, It had a plot within the text. I felt like it was pointless and the man probably didn't learn his lesson. I thought it was really funny how he escapes from prison and all they do is take his wooden leg and tells him that he just has to over come some obstacles for a year. I am like come on. When was this actually written because now days that punishment seems almost impossible. Not only that they decides to give him his leg back? My question is why? There was no telling what he did in the first place to even be in prison. But what caught me by surprise was in the end he does not want his leg back. In his mind, he had already formulated an other plan to escape only using one leg. That lets me know that he did not learn his lesson in the first place.

#26

I guess we can imagine that my critical this week is going to be about prose poems. There are on going arguments about whether prose poetry is poetry or prose, or a separate genre altogether. Most critics argue that prose poetry belongs in the genre of poetry because of its heightened attention to language and prominent use of metaphor.Other critics argue that prose poetry falls into the genre of prose because prose poetry relies on prose's association with narrative and on the expectation of an objective presentation of truth. I believe that most of the poem in our packet from this week should in fact be made into a short story. Why do I say this? because you essential elements. The exposition, rising action, climax, and falling action all work into one. Lets reflect back on the first day of class. We discussed the definition of poetry. Some might have expand on the basic idea but for the most part we think of poetry as a collections of thoughts/emotions. A prose poem is not a collection of thoughts/emotions. In a way its a story about you thought and emotions.

For my free entry this week, I decided to post a inspiration poem.
The Victor
C.W Longenecker

If you think you are beaten, you are.
If you think you dare not, you don't.
If you like to win but think you can't,
It's almost a cinch you won't.
If you think you'll lose, you're lost.
For out in the world we find
Success begins with a fellow's will
It's all in the state of mind.
If you think you are out classed, you are.
You've got to think high to rise.
You've got to be sure of your-self before
You can ever win the prize.
Life's battles don't always go
To the stronger or faster man.
But sooner or later, the man who wins
is the man who thinks he can

#24

One of the poems from the found and listing the caught my eye was Symposium Paul Muldoon. I just found this poem very interesting. I think because the style is playful but clever at the same time. In my opinion, the author shows a sense of humor at times throughout the poem.
Paul Muldoon
Symposium
You can bring a horse to water but you can't make it hold
its nose to the grindstone and hunt with the hounds.
Every dog has a stitch in time. Two heads? You've been sold
one good turn. One good turn deserves a bird in the hand.

A bird in the hand is better than no bread.
To have your cake is to pay Paul.
Make hay while you can still hit the nail on the head.
For want of a nail the sky might fall.

People in glass houses can't see the wood
for the new broom. Rome wasn't built between two stools.
Empty vessels wait for no man.

A hair of the dog is a friend indeed.
There's no fool like the fool
who's shot his bolt. There's no smoke after the horse is gone.

I feel like the author does a very good job on his word play. It is full of allusion and rhyme. At times sometimes I feel like the rhymes are forced but that was not a huge problem only an opinion. This poem displays meaning that can be hidden. In other words, you have to read deep into the poem itself. You can't just read it at face value. Meanings, words, and characters fold back or feed upon each other. He is particularly good at conveying a moment or a character from his past, or following a chain of memories or incidents through unlikely twists. Texts within the poems are elsewhere, ideas and approaches are reexamined in completely different circumstances.

#23

This week discussed some different types of forms within poetry and one of them happened to be found poems. Let say say that this type of form was not hard, I just did not like it at all. It was fun that our professor allowed some class time to experience how to write a found poem. I found that exercise very difficult. I was sitting in my seat completely lost. As I browsed through the magazine, I did find something that caught my eye but I could not write a thing about it. I think I probably come up with two lines at the most. I think do not have a creative mind. Why do I not like found poems? because they take words or phrases from other texts and reorder them and them present them as poems. I am very much in doubt about doing this because I am afraid of plagiarism. We have been told not to complete of paraphrase other people works with out quoting them and those things just stay stuck in my mind. Many poets have also chosen to incorporate snippets of found texts into larger poems. When poets write those snippets in there poems in their mind they think its helpful which it is, but For me and maybe its just me. I found them hard to follow. Because once I read the snippets I have to go back and reread the lines in the poem to get a better understanding. At times this can be very frustrating especially if you are reading something difficult and you don't already like such as that periodic table found poem in our packet this week.

#22

I kind of liked the Ghazal form and probably because its a poem based on couplets and has a rhyme. A ghazal maybe understood as a poetic expression of both pain and loss or separation and the beauty of love in spite of that pain. One poem in particular that caught my eye was Jim Harrison Drinking Song. I think this is a very relate able topic and when people read this poem, Its nice to know that they are not the only in the world that has felt this way or even went down that road. I also found it very interesting that the author got his point across only writing six couplets. Each couplet does not relate to any other one but it still keep the theme consist throughout his poem.. I think my favorite couplet was "I'm going to be a child about it and I can't help it, I was born this way and it makes me very happy to fish and drink." I think that is should a powerful line because I know I have come to a point in my life where I felt like I was going about the situation in a childish way, and I tried making an excuse by saying I was born this way or that just how I am.

#21

For my free entry this week I decided to do Joshua form. It is called a bitter Haiku. I enjoyed creating our own format and decided to put those ideas to use. So here it goes:



malevolent love combined
as one distinct feeling
of relentless compassion.

I know this is not that bitter, but I tried.

#20

I know everyone in the class is probably going to a critical blog on the sestina poem because I know that was the most horrible thing I have ever had to for a school assignment. So I am going to talk about how much I disliked the anaphora poems. In the packet this week, I noticed that there was not information about the anaphora poems. I guess because it was self explanatory but I decided to look more into these poems

• Anaphora in general is used of coreferential relations, where one element in a sentence takes its meaning or reference from another.
• Famous poets use this figure of speech to convey and emphasize unusual and vivid images.
• The use of strong word association changes the mode of thought and adds variation, embellishment and adornment to literary works.

Those were just some interesting facts about Anaphora poems that I found as I was browsing the Internet and I thought it may or may not be useful. I would like to look at one of the Anaphora poems from our packet in more detail. The Burning Heart it was a good read but the repetition is very contradictory leaves the reader puzzled about who is the speaker and who is directing the thoughts to. I really just didn't understand that and I am the type of person that likes to know all the facts so I can put the poem together. Also at the end of the poem when it says Do you regret your life? that is question to me that as a reader you can't answer because you don not know the background information.

#19

Japan
Today I pass the time reading a favorite haiku, the few words over and over. It feels like eating the same small, perfect grape again and again. I walk through the house reciting it and leave its letters falling through the air of every room. I stand by the big silence of the piano and say it. I say it in front of a painting of the sea. I tap out its rhythm on an empty shelf. I listen to myself saying it, then I say it without listening, then I hear it without saying it. And when the dog looks up at me, I kneel down on the floor and whisper it into each of his long white ears. It's the one about the one-ton temple bell with the moth sleeping on its surface, and every time I say it, I feel the excruciating pressure of the moth on the surface of the iron bell. When I say it at the window, the bell is the world and I am the moth resting there. When I say it at the mirror, I am the heavy bell and the moth is life with its papery wings. And later, when I say it to you in the dark, you are the bell, and I am the tongue of the bell, ringing you, and the moth has flown from its line and moves like a hinge in the air above our bed.
Billy Collins

The reason I dislike this poem is because it's boring. To expand more on that the flow of the poem isn't smooth. When I think of poems, I think of soothing effects. Yet, with the title of the poem being Japan, I would want to feel more of meditation and calming retreats, but with this poem I sense more of fear and loneliness. Although there are diiferents types of poems, this one shows the intense side of writing. At times the writer tries to incoperate soft metaphors and similes to take away from the complicated yet edgy descriptive writing. The poem is nice, it's just not one that makes me want to read through completely, sit back and analyze.

#18

As I lay I Wonder
If Staying Up Late At Night Is Worth It.
Are The Cups Of Caffeine Really Working?
If No-Doz Is Really A Good Choice?

As I Lay I Wonder
Do The Papers Really Show My Intellectual Abilities?
Can The Professors Really Tell I Did The Work?
Or Am I Just Another Average Student To Cross Their Paths?

As I Lay I Wonder
Are You Really Tutoring Me?
Or Is There Something You See?
Waiting On You To Tell Me.

As I Lay I Wonder
If College St Is Where I Wanna Be,
Yes Is What I Replied!
To The Pathetic Past I See.

This poem reflects the questions of an intelligent college student that starts to experience academic success. Lately his grades have been started to slack and he questions his abilities to remain steadfast in his studies. However, he realizes that he was given a second chance. He remembers that school is his outlet from the fast life. He remembers that he wants to set examples for his younger siblings and family members. Those images that were not bestowed upon him. His past is something he doesn't want to deal with. Yet he realizes that its his motivation towards his successful FUTURE.

#17

This week we read Billy Collins Picnic, Lightning. I really did not like this collections of poems as much as, Maire Howe The Good Thief. Most of Billy Collins throughout Picnic Lightning are very positive and he takes things out of everyday lightning and writes it into a poem that show a lot of meaning. I did find a poem that I enjoyed reading, if was the first in the book.

A Portrait of the Reader with a Bowl of Cereal - Billy Collins
"A Poet . . . never speaks directly, as to someone at the breakfast table." — Yeats

Every morning I sit across from you
at the same small table,
the sun all over the breakfast things—
curve of a blue-and-white pitcher,a dish of berries—
me in a sweatshirt or robe,
you invisible.

Most days, we are suspended
over a deep pool of silence.
I stare straight through you or look out the window at the garden,
the powerful sky,
a cloud passing behind a tree.

There is no need to pass the toast,
the pot of jam,
or pour you a cup of tea,
and I can hide behind the paper,
rotate in its drum of calamitous news.

But some days I may notice
a little door swinging open in
the morning air,
and maybe the tea leaves
or some dream will be stuck
to the china slope of the hour—


then I will lean forward,
elbows on the table,
with something to tell you,
and you will look up, as always,
your spoon dripping milk, ready to listen.

There are couple things that I admire about this poem. First, I do love the use of hyphen throughout this poem. I guess mainly because I really don't know how to use them but I like to see how other people use them. Also on that note, It was nice to see someone else besides Emily Dickinson use them because she is notorious for the use of hyphens. Next, I also like that this is a poem of contradictions. He is trying to decide if he should tell the woman or the other person who I assume he is eating breakfast with what he is thinking or how he is feeling. He just does not know how to do that or even approach the topic at the breakfast table. Finally, I also like how he refers to a bowl of cereal because that is real common in the American society. All most everyone has had a bowl of cereal at their house or even in a school cafeteria.

#16

I was in the grocery store when I heard the best overheard line Here it goes:

Why do hot dog buns have 8 in a package, when hot dogs come in packages of 10

#15

I am going to attempt to do a critical analysis of the one of the villanelle from our packet. I don't really like villanelle because you have to have two rhymes within the poem. I am not a fan a rhyming because I'm just not very good with them. I chose to do The Waking by Theodore Roethke. I found this poem interesting and easy to understand. As much as I don't like villanelle I couldn't really many errors in the poem it was written very precise. However, I did find some things I did not like about the poem. I noticed that in the last stanza the poem, the poet almost seems to rushed to conclude the poem. He kind of left the audience wanting more of an explanation of exactly what was the outcome the poem. An example of this probably would be "I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow" I think he plays with his use of words as he wrote that sentence. Because he could have been thinking about his own death or the death of someone else close to him. This poem kind of leaves his audience out in the open about certain things.

#14

At the start of the week, we were assigned to read the Villanelle and Pantoum packet. When I was reading the packet I was thinking this was going to be very hard for me, and indeed it was very difficult. I took me almost three hours to come up with a pantoum to bring to class today. But of course I did it the difficult way, instead of using all the lines from the sheet. I chose one line and came up with a poem using that one line. But I must say after I went through this overly exhausted process, I discovered that the Pantoum poem was not as bad as I thought it would. It was very difficult for me to get it to flow and come together and actually make sense. I guess you can say I actually found a formed poem that a liked. Well here is the poem I came up with.

A life filled with hardship
But I go on,
with purpose and dignity
praying for better days

But I go on.
Through acts of discouragements
praying for a better day
looking past all obstacles,

throughout acts of discouragements
negative influences and disappointments,
facing all obstacles
letting nothing stand in the way of my dream,

Negative influences and disappointments
arise on defenseless occasions.
But nothing stand in the way of my dream
Motivation is only necessary.

defenseless occasions arise
with purpose and dignity
motivation is only necessary
for a life filled with hardships.

I would really appreciate any comments and suggestions to make this a better pantoum.

#13

I liked my own poem that I wrote this week. I based this poem off Howe's The Beast. In that poem its mainly about sexually encounters with a men. I decided to take a different turn it make it about something that is more playful. I read over all the comments and agree with the majority of them with a little more time to restructure the first part and grammatical errors fixed. I believe this poem has a lot of potential.

Revised Poem

Hearing the sounds
of torture and cries for help

from the living room. Where only
fun filled memories supposed to be held.

Someone is helplessly pleading her case
for anyone to hear

I am listening for that vulnerable voice
wondering what this living thing has

forced on a human being.
I gazed into her eyes and asked

Where is it? Has it
left you hear alone

The day ends, she leaves
early in the morning again for awhile

returning only to be worn out
and out of breath.

This time I sat patiently on the sofa
wishing she would walked through

the door. Finally, it happens.
she bursts through the door

into the kitchen, calmly
reaching in the refrigerator for

a bottle of water. Eventually turning
around saying, it's a dog you know

#12

I am really not a fan of haiku's personally. I have a hard time writing them, because hard to put a definite meaning in three short sentences. A haiku must paint a mental image in the reader's mind. It is real hard to put meaning and imagery in the lines. At times, I have trouble coming with images in poems that may come so easy to others. However, in the packet we read for this week there was one particular haiku that really threw me out but many of my classmates seemed to like it?
Etheridge Knight

Making jazz swing in
Seventeen syallabes AIN'T
No square poet's job

I was like am I missing something or what? cause that theme just went straight over my head. I think when we discussed it in class it made more sense to me. Normally, an haiku includes themes like nature, feelings, or experiences. This haiku didnt fit that description at all, I was expecting something to that nature.

#11

Original Sonnet

Love is the ability to love inspite of
Unless that love is anything like us
They'd have no clue of the sacrifices it took to get here
of pain, of misery, of brand new wounds
Wounds that will never heal and leave a ugly scar
But I am still beautiful in my dreams
Sitting gracefully on my pedestal
I look up to you in a crazy way
So say your prayers and come along now
down the river where we can splash loud
water runs down, inking over dirt faces
We washed and washed to remove our stains
still foul, dirty creatures of God

Revised Sonnet
Love is the ability to love in spite of.
Unless that love is anything like us,
they'd have no clue of the sacrifices it took to get here
of pain, of misery, of brand new wounds.
Wounds that will never heal and leave a scar
but still I am gorgeous in my own dreams.

Sitting gracefully on my pedestal,
I look up to you in a loving way.
High above the clouds and the clear blue sky
So I said my rightful prayers and went down
the peaceful river where I splashed aloud,
water runs down, inking over my face.
I tried desperately to remove the stains
but I was still foul, dirty creatures of God

#10

Mary's Argument
To lead the uncommon life is not so bad.
There is an edge we come to count on
when all the normal signs don't speak,
a startled vigilance that keeps us waking
to watch the moon, the peculiar stars;
the usual, underfoot, no more a solid comfort
than a rock that might move as a turtle moves,
so slowly only the nervous feel the sudden bump
of the familiar giving way to unrequested astonishment.
And for a small time, the sheer cliff of everything
we never knew can rise in front of us
like the warm dark, where the starlight
has its constant conception, where the idea of turtle
blinked and was: a wry joke, an intricate affection

What I got of this poem is that the author accepting that things in life for what they are. She realizes that life is not perfect and it okay to deal with problems and complication that may arise. She is walking through life paying close attention to the sign that the nature gives her. She uses the star and moon as metaphors for guidance that might help her through the obstacles life may bring. The author is already in her comfort zone dealing with the normal aspects of life. Then in the line 6, she says the usual, underfoot, no more a solid comfort. It shows how she has to step out of what she is used to and deal with things that are not planned.The author uses a turtle to create a imagery about life. How slow life seems to appear and unclear to her. She has to take things slower than usual and find new ways to be successfully.

I don't know if I'm right or not but a can also see this poem from the aspect of Mary being a virgin and comparing it to life. How in the beginning she was indeed a virgin and could basically predicate everything that will happen in her life. Then, unfortunately things change and she is force into a unfamiliar view of life and she writing this poem to remind herself that you can make it through any situation that may occur. You just have to think it through thoroughly and know you are going to make the right decisions.

#9

Water Lily Pond

The white lily splashed with pink coloring
floats smoothly in the lucid blue pond
(Inserted a word change here. original poem was clear now lucid)
without any purpose, free as it can be. (inserted comma after purpose)
The lily intentions is ( emphasis the lily instead of flower)
to float while time passes. (added es to pass)

The white lily filled with loneliness and wanted desire
has the reflection of clear water, to remains
the lily of its own beauty.
The sallow bulging clouds appear above
(Inserted another description. original image white puffy clouds now sallow bulging.)
protecting the helpless lily from drying out.


I decided to do a critical review of my own poem that I submitted in class last week. After, looking over my poems and comments; I took many of those into consideration and really appreciate the feed back from my classmates. When I beginning reading over the poem and looking for the errors that I over looked. I do very much agree with the punctuation errors and feel that they can be improved. However, as far as the images that thought of, I knew they were very common but I couldn't really think of anything else to say besides that. I would also like it I could you guys had any suggestion or ideas to help assist me that would be great.

#8

Why does it take a world crisis to occurr for people to realize other people are in need besides our on? There are many people across the world that goes to sleep every night with a empty stomach, wake up in the morning not even having clean water to drink, or even having a place called "home". As an Americans, We take these luxuries for granted at times and I may be one of those people. For some home is a two room house, barely have electricity, and running water inside the house. We Winn about not having enough cloths to wear or even the most expensive things in life. But for some people, they only have two shirts and one pair of pants, and consider that a life long dream. I say as Americans we should look past our overly excessive luxuries and help people who are in very desperate needs of necessities. Of I am referring to the earthquake that hit Haiti which torn the country literally into to pieces. This was a major devastation to them and the world economy. This incident is very dear to me because I have a cousin that works for CNN and was over there for twelve long days. I got to see first hand pictures and hear stories about what was and was not been doing to help these people. So I say to all lets keep the people in our prayers and continue to assistance them on rebuilding their country.

#7

Laying soundly asleep thinking about
not ever having to do anything, but
look spontaneously at a screen and fill my gut to capacity
not having to wake up everyday to the real world
jobs, responsibilities, and commitments

The only critical thinking you have to do is
am I going to do laundry
cook and clean
or even iron and put on cloths
besides my pajamas

What a great life that seems
rising up and facing reality
taking accountability for yourself
going the distance to be a better person
is what life suppose to be

#6

I decided to post some information about four-line stanzas. As mentioned in our packet "The History of form", four-lined stanzas are most popular form in the European literature. The most common type of quatrain is the ballad stanzas and thats what i'm going to post information about.
Ballads have strong associations with childhood much children's poetry comes in ballad form, and English poets traditionally associated ballads with their national childhood as well.

Ballads emphasize strong rhythms, repetition of key phrases, and rhymes; if you hear a traditional ballad, you will know that you are hearing a poem. Ballads are meant to be song-like and to remind readers of oral poetry

Ballads do not have the same formal consistency as some other poetic forms, but one can look for certain characteristics that identify a ballad

• Simple language.
• Stories. Ballads tend to be narrative poems, poems that tell stories
• Ballad stanzas. The traditional ballad stanza consists of four lines, rhymed abcb (or sometimes abab--the key is that the second and fourth lines rhyme). The first and third lines have four stresses, while the second and fourth have three.
• Repetition. A ballad often has a refrain, a repeated section that divides segments of the story. Many ballads also employ incremental repetition, in which a phrase recurs with minor differences as the story progresses.
• Third-person objective narration. Ballad narrators usually do not speak in the first person (unless speaking as a character in the story), and they often do not comment on their reactions to the emotional content of the ballad.

I got this information from this address:

http://www.cs.grinnell.edu/~simpsone/Connections/Poetry/Forms/ballad1.html

#5

My favorite poem is Acquainted with the Night by Robert Frost. I like this poem because it is very straight forwarded. When I read this poem for the first time. I took it very literally. I was thinking that he was sad about being stood up by a girl or just taking a walk and reminiscing on his past relationships. I think he writes this poem to show his frustrations. But after reading this poem a couple more times I see that he is really writing about a community in the city. How unhappy and miserable he is. And how everyone view the city as a wonderful and exciting place but unfortunately in he case he feels the loneliness of being isolated and not knowing/having someone to talk. The second stanza influenced my opinion because it says "I have looked down the saddest city lane. I have passed by the watchman on his beat. And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain." He uses the words saddest city lane as a metaphor for his loneliness. The last line dropped my eyes unwilling to explain is a symbol of depression not wanting to talk to anyone.

#4

Poetry can be described as a physical release of emotion through a different combination of words in other words poetry is a way for an author to express their feeling and emotions through words. It can also be many images and ideas formed in a stanza to imply feelings of the author. There is no exact definition of poetry because it reflects how that person is feeling at that given time. What one may think is poetry another might think is a bunch of words in a paragraph. Poetry can be written to inspire people, show appreciation or dedication to a person, or just be a way of communication. Off hand I know of two types of poetry, that is a narrative poem which tells a story about someone or something and a heroic poem which focuses on the good deeds and efforts of a person. These two different types of poem may occur in poetry but you can not put an label on what the writers attention is/was for poem. The only thing an reader can do with a work of art or poetry is get what he/she can out of that particular poem. No one knows what the author ultimate purpose for a poem is not unless that happening to meet him/her and ask.
Poetry is a reflection of feeling on a specific subject

#3

My favorite poem is by Maya Angelou Phenomenal Woman because it serve as an inspiration to all woman. Some people may look at this poem and associate it with unattractive people or obesite people. When I read Phenomenal Woman I know exactly the message the author is trying to get across. I think she is saying you do not have to look like supermodel or pretty woman to be an Phenomenal Woman. It is not always about the way you look but how you hold yourself together is what make you the person you are not. Your outside appearance is nothing compared to what lies within yourself. The poem also emphasis respect for oneself and tells woman to act and feel confident. What I think I can learn from this poem to improve or expand my poetry is using analogies in poems to enhance to creativity and the flow of my poems. I feel like my poems are not creative or do not have a twist to them.

#2 Puns/words of interest

Puns:
A chicken crossing the road is poultry in motion.
Never lie to an x-ray technician. They can see right through you.
What do you call cheese that is not yours? Nacho cheese

Amazing
Nifty:
Jazzy
Enthusiastic
Loyal
Intelligent
Courteous
Appreciative

I choose these words because I felt they describe me as a person and the type of person I am. I know its corny but maybe it would give you all a better understanding of who I am. I think creating a list of adjectives about a person, place, or thing is a great way to begin a poem. I am not poet but within my many years of schooling and college. I know that you can not just start writing. You have to plan and brainstorm.

Introduction

My name is Anjelica Manuel. My parents are Carl and Kim Manuel. I have one older sister by the name is Quynnyata. I grew up in a little called Gray. I graduate from high school in the year two thousand seven. While I attend Jones County High, I played varisty basketball for four years, softball for two, and ran track for two years. I attended Gordon College for two years. I graduate from Gordon in May of two thousand nine with a associate in teacher education. I am now a junior at the University of West Georiga and taking up Middle School Education with a focus in Social Studies and Language Arts. I volunteer at the boys and girls club in carrollton part time. I also enjoy talking on the phone, playing basketball, watching movies. I am a very quite person and try to keep to myself. I am a very observative person. I rather sit down then be engaged in conversation. I only speak when I am spoken directly to. When I done at West Georiga I plan to began my teaching career and work on getting my master degree in leadership. My long term goal is to eventually be a principal. Sometime in the future, I plan to have a family and travel.