Monday, February 11, 2013

Alone by Maya Angelou

I surprisingly liked this poem!  I really caught what she was saying, or at least i think so.  She kept repeating how no one can make it alone.  Not even the rich people with all there money and fancy trinkets.  Happiness doesn't lie in money or what you own, but who you have and who you love.  Being alone is a terrible thing.  I hate it.  She's right, because I can't stand being alone, and honestly I don't think anyone can.

My Poem

By: Cole Groshens
 
Tools touch the hand,
pop the nail
save the time.
 
Tools free the captured
welcome a level
Clean the grime
 
Tools golden and rough
Latest and old
Tools, a neccessity,
to  break the mold.

Monday, February 4, 2013

What Is Poetry to Me?

To Me, poetry is a bunch of words. These words don't necessarily have to rhyme, or even make sense when put together.  Poetry is how a person expresses their feelings and offers a nice way to tell a story or give a point.  To me the best kind of poetry is music, rap music to be more specific.  Rap songs are really just long poems read over a beat.  I mean sure, some can be crude and not make a lot of sense, but hey that's the poets poem.  Poems can rhyme, have a rhythm, tell a story, or give an opinion.  Poems are just the feeling's song.