I
love poetry. We didn’t really get a chance to work on it in class this year,
but I still wrote several and put them up on my blog. I wrote this one
especially for the portfolio. With poems, I usually create them as song lyrics,
though I myself am not a song writer. I imagine little melodies that could go
with them, that someone more skilled with music could write and figure out what
notes best go with these words. This poem seemed perfect to include in my
portfolio because it describes the emotions of someone ready to go on a
journey, which is what all of us are about to do. My own personal journey will
take me to college this fall, but after that, who knows? It’s exciting, and
scary, and I’m not sitting on the sidelines anymore; I’m ready to start living
in the thick of things.
Ready for Life
I
wish to cry I wish to be burnt
I
wish to bleed I wish to be spurned
By
the love of my life at an altar filled with white
Roses,
doves will never fly from the box, it makes me cry
I
wish to feel I wish to do
I
wish to be caught breaking all the rules
I
wish to hear a fearsome noise
I
wish to have cause to rejoice
But
for that I must know what it’s like to let joy go
Being
sad on a boat, waves and thunder, wet and soaked
It
lets us know
I
have yet to love I have yet to touch
I
have yet to be broken and yet to be built up
So
let’s begin, there’s the road, curtains open, start the show
Give
me a sin, list of goals, check one off and scream “Oh, no!”
Oh
no-o-o-o-o-o-oooooo…
I
take a step I take a breath
One
wants to live, one must forget
Must
forgive their own sins, time’s only wasted if you admit
Up
we split, no more gifts, lies and truths born from two lips.
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