Poetry Reflection Blog

         In my life, poetry does have some importance. I read poetry a lot when I am mad, sad, discombobulated or stressed out. Poetry helps me relax myself and get mind off things to be able to understand and think about the poem that I am reading. Sometimes I get befuddled when I am reading poems, and this may be the cause of me giving up on the meaning or moral of the poem. Poetry helps me concentrate, and give me motivation towards anything. Poetry may even influence me to try out new things even if I feel the experience won't be good.

        I think poetry does belong to everyone, even if some people may get very befuddled while reading poems. I think that there is a least one poem that sticks out to everyone, and a poem that they can relate to. Poetry belonging to everyone doesn't have to mean necessarily that everyone reads or likes it. To me it simply means that everyone can relate to a poem and be able to express their thoughts as they read throughout the poem. There is at least one poem that every one can like. Many people can like funny, sad, happy, or any genre out there, and poems are made out of every genre out there too.

       The life experiences that a poet has had or has lived through can affect the diction, theme, and the genre they write about. If someone has gone through some bad stuff, then they will most likely think about all the bad stuff, and leave out the good stuff in life. This may cause someone to just focus on writing about bad stuff. On the other hand if someone had a good childhood and life, they will focus on all the good stuff in their life and not think about the bad stuff. Edgar Allan Poe had a dark life, leading him to write most of his poems about scary and bad topics.

       
I commented on Joseph's, Lilly's, and Jared's blog

Nonsense Poem- "Wolfion"

I commented on Lilian's, Justin's, and Evie's blog

Found Poem "Chicago"

         "Chicago"

            "Chicago"                   

Distinctive                                                              This poem is about being interested in                   Eyes                                                                   discovering what is going on around us. It is about 

                  Don't remember                              learning how the world or city around us works. 

       Much About                                              Trying to discover what place you want, in the world

                  You                                                 or your city. Discovering that what you do does have 

About what I do                                               a big affect on you, or the places, and people around 

                             Looking out                         us. Making decisions is a big part of growing up, and 

                         For                                          what we will be in this world is the biggest choice we 

    The                                                               will have to make.

           Affection

                     Is All

Interesting when       At work

I commented on Diana's, Mia's, and Saul's blog

Spine Poem

                  

            I wanted to create a poem that would portray the way that life is, the world we live in. We are just a little planet at the corner of the universe. We measure our lives with years and days of happiness or filled with dismal, and this is Nothing But the Truth. Life is a long journey, and we as kids are just beginning. We are A Long Way Gone from the end of our journey in life. We are Almost Home, we are almost at the part of our lives when we know how our life is going to carry out.

I commented on Omar's, Rebecca's, and Sebastian's blog

Two Voice Poem for Blog

Alabama Moon
3-16-15
Pages Read: 60-100

Moon                                         Both                                      Hal

I have lived alone                                                                                            I have faced things by
                                                                                                                         myself
                                                                  We have been alone
I can beat up someone twice                                                                           I can beat someone
myself                                                                                                               else up
                                                                   We are strong
I like to get things done                                                                                   I don't ask for help
by myself                          
                                                                  We are independent
My parents died                                                                                            I did not get raised
as I grew up                                                                                                    by my parents
                                                                  We have losses
I loved my parents                                                                                        I don't know my parents

I was raised in the wild                                                                                I was raised in a prison
 
I experienced nature                                                                                    I experienced foster living

I slept in a cave-like                                                                                 I slept on a bunk bed
shelter                                                         We have a roof

I hunted for food                                                                                     I had food made for me

I have made an escape plan                                                                    I am stuck here in these two
                                                                                                                places

I have lasted long in the cold                                                                 I have my necessities

My dad gave me an education                                                                I was taught in a school

I know how to build a fire                                                                    I am not allowed to go near fires

I have a big and set goal                                                                       I have not thought about goals

My first shower wasn't until                                                                 My obligation is to take a
 I was 10                                                                                               shower, every morning
                                                                We are Different,
                                                                     yet alike

I commented on Sammie's, Devin's, and Sonny's blog


                                             

ThingLink Interactive Poem

I commented on Emily's, Giovanna's, and Yareli's blog

3rd Quarter Reflections

3rd Quarter Reflection

      I can't believe that 3rd quarter is over,and 4th quarter is on it's way. I think this quarter I have improved mostly on my writing. Honestly, the hardest thing this quarter for me has been time management. I believe that doing gallery walks, and A.O.Ws have benefited me by helping me be aware of what is going on in this world. This quarter has really helped, yet also has challenged me.

       Writing poems, blogs, and practicing on NoRedInk has helped increase my writing skills in general. Writing poems has increased my writing skills with the way I write and thinking more about the subject. Writing blogs has improved my writing because it has gotten me used to writing daily. Practicing on NoRedInk has helped me a lot with grammar or conjunctions in my writing.

       Time Management has been very challenging this quarter with turning and doing my work on time. Leaving school for a little bit over a week, got me behind in my school work. When I came back I had a lot of work to do. I wasn't good handling the work the work I needed to do, and the work I had missed. I tried catching up with all my work, but I was getting even more behind than I already was. This taught me a very valuable lesson about managing my time. 

      Completing A.O.Ws, and gallery walks daily has helped me be aware of what is going on around the World, and not just where I live. The A.O.Ws has made me look into ISIS, Measles, and many things happening around the world. They help me reflect on what I have learned about. The gallery walks helped me learn about different topics and subjects around the world that I have not heard about.

I commented on Jeremiah's, Siari's, and Sam T's Blog