Poetry Reflection 3/26/15

     Poetry has an importance in my life because there are some poems that I can relate to. It also relates to my life because I have been learning how to write different poems for a long time. I have always wrote different kinds of poems in the past, for school. Now that I'm in 7th grade, poetry is more important because I can understand it better, and I have more knowledge on different kinds of poems.

     In my personal opinion, I do think that poetry belongs to everyone. Anyone can relate to a poem because there are many. It is almost certain that someone can relate to at least one poem; despite the fact that only some people enjoy it. Although, I still think that poetry can belong to everyone because they have at least read one once, or wrote one. I know this because poetry can be relatable.

     The life and experiences of a poet has a huge impact on the poem that they create. One of the things that can affect the poem is their emotions/feeling. Poets can put their real experiences in poems as well. Then, they can also put both their feelings and experiences together, but change it a bit. In conclusion, I think that poetry is important to me and everyone else, and poetry belongs everyone.

My Poems -

Extended Metaphor Poem
Bio-Poem of a Literary Character
Where I'm From Poem
Two-Voice Poem
Spine Poem
Found Poem
Nonsense Poem
Choices Poem
Picture Poem

Nonsense Poem - "Springtime Clumsiness" 3/26/15

*zoom in to see words*

Found Poem 3/23/15

"I'm afraid. I was never that confident. I wouldn't want to be lonely. I'm here on one side, off by itself. I've got to be honest."

My Found Poem is about someone being honest how about they are afraid to be lonely in life and how they are always on the side. I drew circles which represent a string of colored beads. All of them are green, and one of them is blue. This shows how this person is different from everyone else. Additionally, I drew stripes on the top and bottom. These represent how 'caged in' they feel because of how they are lonely.

Two Voice poem for The Hostile Hospital 3/16/15

Violet - Purple
Klaus - Green
Both - Pink

I was not safe.                                                                              We were anxious.                                                          I was safe; at the moment.                      

I was slowly getting very tired.                                                                                                                             I became very alert to try and save Violet.

I was beginning to drift off into a deep sleep.                                                                              I was wide awake trying to find a way to figure out where Violet was.

I fell asleep in the middle of danger.                                                                                        I became frantic searching a way to figure out where Violet was hidden.

I didn't feel anything as I entered the operating room.                                                                                   I felt relieved when I found what room my sister was in.

I was in a deep sleep with the medicine I was given.            We had to save ourselves.                                     I was alert with the news of Violet I was given.

I was surrounded by Count Olaf's disguised assistants.                                                                             I was surrounded by soup, doctor's coats, and rubber bands.

I was in an operating room.                                                                                                                                                I was hiding in a supply closet.

I had to be saved; I couldn't save myself now.                                                                                                                         I had to save Violet.

I had made no progress to wake up.                                                                                                    I made more than progress; as I finally found out where she was.

I remained on the gurney while Olaf's assistants prepared for the operation.   We were in grave danger.    I disguised Sunny and I in doctor's coats and snuck out.

I had unintentionally fooled the doctors intro thinking I was a patient.  I had fooled Olaf's assistants into thinking I was also an assistant and came into the operating room.

I was beginning to wake up.                                                                                 I started to stall while the audience were waiting for me to operate on Violet's head.

I could hear the faint sound audience talking.  I heard the roar of the anticipating crowd as I quickly made an excuse of having papers filled out before the operation.                       

I didn't hear anything anymore.                                                                                                   The crowd went silent and then started agreeing with me.

I suddenly heard the audience agreeing with something.       We were relieved.        One of Olaf's assistants glared at me; finding out what was going on.

I started to hear shouting as I opened my eyes.                                                    I felt my doctor's mask disguise being ripped off as the audience started to shout.

I reacted by trying to sit up.                                                                             I reacted by putting Sunny on top of Violet and running while wheeling the gurney out.

I felt shocked as I started to move out the door.                                                          I felt rushed as the people followed me and I suddenly ran into a fire.

I gathered my strength and got up as we ran to a closet.  We were safe; for now.  I was relieved as we quickly made a cord for jumping out the window, as we escaped.

Spine Poem 3/19/15

My poem is about how the place that we live in found the meanings of someone's words were "dancing on the edge". This meant that in the world, people thought that what they said was close to something that was important or powerful.  I also made this to mean that the world can see people's words as a very powerful trait to them. Finally, I think that it showed the importance of words.

ThingLink Interactive 3/16/15

I commented on Diana, Jared, and Bianey's blog.

3rd Quarter Reflection 3/13/15

     Now that it is almost 4th quarter, I feel that I know a lot more than I did in the beginning of the year. I learned more things, and now I have a bigger vocabulary. I have read more books, and now I know how to edit my writing. There are also a lot more things that I've learned, but these are the things that stood out this quarter.

     In the book series that I'm currently reading (A Series of Unfortunate Events), there are a lot of vocabulary words in there. The author; Lemony Snicket constantly stops the story and talks to the readers. Then, he explains what words mean. One example of this was, "Sanctuary... is a word which here means a small, safe place in a troubling world. Like an oasis in a cast desert or an island in a stormy sea." Anyways, there was a lot of these throughout the series and they helped me to expand my vocabulary as well as the weekly words.

     I also have read a lot more books for the 40 book challenge. The 40 book challenge is where we have to read 40 books, but not just any. We have to read a variety of genres, so that makes it more challenging. So far, I am on book 19, so I need 21 more books.

     The one thing that I didn't really know how to do was to edit my writing. Now I know to go step by step. I used to just go all over and correct the grammar. The important thing that I have learned was to have a good topic sentence, grammar, diction, etc. In conclusion, I think that I have learned a lot over the three quarters of the school year.

   

Choices Poem 3/12/15

Netflix or Sleep?

Two choices for the day:
Netflix or sleep
And I was tired, so I looked at my bed...
Then I also looked at my phone.

It was right in front of me, as I grabbed it and went on Netflix
The bed looked inviting...
But I chose to watch Netflix anyway.
Because I decided I wanted to catch up on the Vampire Diaries.

I knew that I would be tired the next day...
And that my phone would lose battery,
But, I was happier the next day,
to finish the most recent episode.

At the end, I decided I made the right choice
Even with  the consequences 
Two choices for the day:
And I chose Netflix.


I commented on Emily, Jared, and Diana's blog.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
                                                                                                       

Bio-Poem: A Series of Unfortunate Events 6 (book 6) 3/9/15

Violet Baudelaire
Smart, Caring, Resourceful, Responsible
A Character in Snicket's story
Lover of her parents, her siblings, inventing, and her hair ribbon
Who notices when there is trouble, Count Olaf is in disguise, and tools that could be useful for inventions
Who feels protective over her siblings, sad about her parents, and scared about Olaf
Who learns how to escape trouble, invent materials, and save herself and her siblings
Who used to think she could have luck, but now knows she doesn't have much
Major Character in The Ersatz Elevator
A book that warns the readers to put the book down because it's full of misery

Darkness as Crows - An Extended Metaphor Poem 3/2/15

           

                                                      Darkness is the thing with wings
                                                             that spreads it's sides,
                                                        as it covers the sky's surface.
                                                     It starts to deeply darken the night.
                                                      The gloomy dusk is starless above,
                                                           leaving no light beyond it.
                                                            A bitter breeze blew past,
                                                         causing the trees to shiver
                                                              in the cold darkness.
                                                       And it takes off at exactly dawn;
                                                       leaving it's trail of fog behind it.

                                        I commented on Justin, Joseph H, and Omar's blog.