this is just to say

this is just to say by William Carlos Williams

I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold

I actually did something a couple days ago. I ate my sister's chips and she was pissed! Anyway I liked this poem because I feel that everyone can relate to it. Everyone has either eaten food that wasn't theirs or had theirs eaten by someone else.

The author didn't use any punctuation. The only reason I could tell there were two sentences was that the first word of the second was capitalized. There is three stanzas, each consisting of four lines. I kinda saw the stanzas as steps. The first one is like the author admitted to eating the plums, second realizing he made a mistake, and then the third is asking for forgiveness. So it is like some saying I did this and I realized it was wrong and I am sorry. That is kind of how I saw it.

Sign for my Father, Who Stressed the Bunt

Sign for my Father, Who Stressed the Bunt by David Bottoms

On the rough cut diamond,
the hand-cut field below the dog lot and barn,
we rehearsed the strict techbique
of bunting. I watched from the infield,
the mound, the backstop
as your left hand climbed the bat, your legs
and shoulders squared toward the pitcher.
You could drop it like a seed
down either base line. I admired your style,
but not enough to take my eyes off the bank
that served as our center-field fence.

Years passed, three leagues of organized ball.,
now few lives. I could homer
into the garden beyond the bank,
into the left-field lot of Carmichael Motors,
and still you stressed the same technique,
the crouch and spring, the lead arm absorbing
just enough impact. That whole tiresome pitch
about basics never changing ,
and I never learned what you were laying down.

Like a hand brushed across the bill of a cap,
let this be the sign
I'm getting a grip on the sacrifice.

First I have to say that I love this poem because it is about baseball :)

So this poem is three stanzas long. The first has eleven lines, the second nine, and the third three. Nothing really stuck out to me when it came to structure, it was pretty straight forward.

The reason I llike this poem so much is that it teaches a very important life lesson through something that I can relate to. It teaches that scarifice is needed in order to gain something in life just like a scarifice bunt is needed to score more runs. I like how in the first stanza it talks about the hand made field that he played on, this kind of showed the scarfice his father made from him.

What the mirror said

What the mirror said by Lucille Clifton

listen,
you a wonder.
you a city
of a woman.
you got a geography
of your own.
listen,
somebody need a map
to understand you.
someone needs directions
to move around you.
listen,
woman,
you not a noplace
anonymous
girl;
mister with his hands on you
he got his hands on
some
damn
body!

One thing that stuck out to me was that nothing was capitalized. It is one stanza with 21 lines. Some lines only consist of one word. This for me emphasizes the word. The author repeats the word "listens" three times within the poem; it is like the mirror is trying to tell the girl something but she just won't listen.

I think that this poem is saying that there is a lot more than young girls than just looks. And by looking in a "mirror" young women can reflect and see that there is so much more on the inside that makes them beautiful.

A Poison Tree

A Poison Tree by William Blake

I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I watered it in fears.
Night and morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with smiles.
And with soft, deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night
Till it bore an apple bright:
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.

And into my garden stole
When the night had veiled the pole:
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.

So first I noticed that this poem rhymed; it has an abab pattern. Then there is four stanzas that consist of four lines each. Nothing structurley stuck out to me. I noticed that the auther used some colons and semi-colons but other than that I didn't see much.

I liked this poem because it reminds me of what my mother always tells me: that if I have a problem with someone that I need to confront them and not talk behind their back because it only makes it worse.

"I was angry with my friend:

I told my wrath, my did end.

I was angry with my foe:

I told it not, my wrath did grow."

I love this because it is so true! It is a lot easier to confront a friend who you are more confortable with than a person who you are less confortable.

I really enjoyed this poem.

You and I

You and I

I have corrupted you
I have fixed you
I have given up on you
I have battled for you
I have shed tears for you
I have laughed with you
I have hated you
I have adored you

You have struggled with me
You have conquered with me
You have hurt me
You have inspired me
You have wronged me
You have done right to me
You have failed me
You have proven to me

We have fought each other
We have loved each other
We have lost each other
We have found each other
We have turned from each other
We have faced each other
We have cut each other
We have bled for each other

I have to be with you
You have to stay with me
We have to live with each other

Because you and I make me

Goodbye to My Very Bestfriend

Goodbye to My Very Best friend

I am not ready but I have to say goodbye
To say this will not hurt would be a complete and utter lie
For you mean the absolute world to me
But this is just the way it has to be

My whole life I have had you by my side
With you I always could confide
You were the one I went to when I was crying
For only you knew that I was truly trying
You never gave up on me
Although it would have been easy
You stuck with me all through the years
Through all of the anger, laughter, tears

I don't know what I am going to do
I am going to be without you
I am scared because you I've always had
Who is going to be there when things get bad?
But I guess that it is time to move on
That part of my life is practically gone
But you have given me the tools to survive
And tackle life's problems as they arrive

I know that with your love and guidance I am set
I guess that I am not ready to admit it quite yet
But I know that I will figure out what to do
Because in my life I had you

I would not trade anything for what we share
People might judge because I still hold her hand: I do not care
Because of you I have the courage to give this thing called life a whirl
But whatever happens promise me that I will always be your little girl

Mom you are my very best friend
And will always be to the very end
But for now I have to say my farewell
Where I am going only time can tell

Questions We Ask About.......

Questions We Ask About...Life

Why do you make things so difficult?
Why are there so many ups and downs?
Am I living?
Are you on different planets?
Do I live for today or tomorrow?
When will all life end?
What am I supposed to do in life?
What is the answer to life?
How do I survive?