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Arts & Humanities: Poetry: “Question: What do you think of my poem?” plus 5 more

Arts & Humanities: Poetry: “Question: What do you think of my poem?” plus 5 more


Question: What do you think of my poem?

Posted: 29 Mar 2015 04:30 PM PDT

I had to write it for English class in college!
Tell me what you think.

POEM
Her sunny personality was as infectious as Ebola

The bright sunlight cut through the trees and hurt my eyes

The smell of freshly cut grass filled my nostrils

and tastes like dirt

The sunlight tastes the way the snow felt

Snow thrown my Chuck Norris in Bristol Bay, Alaska

Because it is very cold in Alaska

It is not that cold in Alaska

The pig rolled in the mud and the farmer milked the cow

" Get off of me" the mud told the pig

as milk jizzed from the cows utters

The dirty pig of curiousity and happiness

rolled in the mud

because he was dirty and needed a dirty shirt

He was as happy as a fish in the Namib Desert
The pig climbed a tree

and grew a mustache

Larry was there to see it all

Next week, next month, and next year

He will still be there to see it

I remember the pig climbing the tree like it was next week

Kuv nyiam caij ntuj sov

Even though the smell of the grass filled my nostrils

and the pig rolled in the mud and that was it

Question: How is this poetry?

Posted: 29 Mar 2015 04:21 PM PDT

Fighting through Life

Life can be tough, constant anger and struggles
You have to fight like a soldier, And rebuild from the rubble

I can't stand people, Their heart is nothing but hate
I only trust God, He gives me hope and the Faith

The strengh to carry on in this harsh world is crucial
We need a leader, To see us eye-to-eye and be mutaul

You can make all the money, But it won't succeed the loads that you loss
You only need one thing, The strengh to pass the roads you will cross

And once you fight through it all, And realize you survived
You'll break down to the ground, And tears will come out of your eyes

Over all don't stop fighting, Cause if you do you lose
Life gives you options, Its up to you which you choose.

Question: What is the persona in Joy Harjo "The dawn Appears with Butterflies poem?

Posted: 29 Mar 2015 02:20 PM PDT

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