Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Realized


I’m sitting here wide awake,
The sunlight peaks through the drapes.
You are curled up,
Sleeping and snoring loud.
I want to wake you,
Just to  squeeze you tight.
I want to tell you everything,
But I know I’ll never say it right.
I put on a smile to hide my fears,
I blink a lot to fight back tears.
You say there’s nothing to hide,
I believe you like I should.
Yet there’s apart of me,
That thinks I’m being fooled.
I feel like we are changing,
But maybe it’s just me.
Maybe I’ve realized,
I want different things.
Maybe I’ve realized,
I don’t want to be us.
Maybe I’ve realized,
We went to fast.
Maybe I’ve realized... 

A Long Way Gone

     The audience for A Long Way Gone is basically anyone who reads it.  The purpose of the novel is to raise awareness of genocide and child soldiers.  Ishmael does a great job in addressing his audience by giving them examples of what happened to him when he was a child.
     Ishmael gave in great detail how he became a boy soldier.  After being captured into the "army" Ishmael and his companions met at the training ground where they were given new clothes and AK-47s (Beah 110-111).  Ishmeal went on to explain how he became addicted to smoking marijuana, sniffing cocaine, and taking white tablets (Beah 121).  The corporal challenged the boys to who could slit a rebels throat the fastest.  Ishmeal won and became junior lieutenant (Beah 124-125).
   

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Echo


I am lost,
In my own little world.
Maybe it’s because the sun has gone,
Maybe it’s because the earth is cold.
I cannot tell,
Though I am not scared. 
I cannot feel your touch,
I cannot grasp your hand.
I reach out and shout,
I only hear the echo of my own voice.
It comforts me,
Making me feel less alone.
The fog surrounds me,
The dirt kicks up.
My hands spread,
Searching for the closes object.
My world is pitch black,
No sign of life at any turn. 
I am lost and it might just be quite possible,
That I do not want to be found. 

Music


Music does not give my life meaning, but it does inspire me to do things.  Sad slow music inspires me to write poetry.  Heavy rap music motivates me to work out.  Country music helps me to stay calm when I am anxious or stressed.  
My top 5 songs
  1. God Gave Me You- by Blake Shelton
2. Storm Warning - Hunter Hayes
3. Just a Dream - Nelly
  1. Dirt Road Anthem - Jason Aldean
  2. Whisper something fragile - The Cab
All these songs mean something to me.  Each of them have helped me through a rough time in life and even inspired me to write a poem.  
I believe if you listened to a different type of music you would have a different view of the world. My view on the world would change because of the things the artists sing about in their songs.

Monday, February 6, 2012

A Stranger

Her eyes flutter open,
To reveal bright morning light.

A breeze flows through her window,
The crisp morning air splashes her face.

Her eyes are heavy,
Her heart is broken.

Not even the birds,
Nor the daisies outside her window cheer her up.

Her hair fanned out over her pillow,
Blankets thrown all over the place.

His stuffed animals dispersed across the room,
Stuffing covers the carpet like snow covers the ground.

The sweet words he took them all back,
He left her last night.

He spit on her,
He tore their love apart

She was beaten,
Bruises still fresh.

She stands up and looks to the mirror,
He never told her she was pretty and now she sees.

Her jaw protrudes,
While her cheeks are sunken into her skin.

Her neck is thin,
Her collar bone pokes out of her flesh.

Her arms are dainty,
Allowing her elbow bones to stick out.

Her ribs can be seen through a shear layer,
Her hips project on her sides.

Her thighs are the same size as her ankles,
Her knees are knobby.

A stranger,
Now stared back at her.

Community

     The community shapes the meaning of our individual lives.  It shapes our lives into the cars we want, clothes we wear, and the personalities of those living in the community.  Our society today is based on what the media tells us is "in" and "out".
     We are all one when it comes to community.  For example, here at Defiance College.  As a whole community we are one group of Yellow Jackets.  Also, we identify with everyone on this campus as a student here on campus.
     The answer to "Who am I?" conflicts with the answers to "Who are we?" because as a whole a group can be similar.  When you single out a specific person they can be very different form the group.  There will be some similarities, but over all they will be very different from the group.