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FC: My Life in Poetry | by Gabby Wright

1: Table of Contents NEXT PAGE

2: pg 4 - 5 Where I'm From pg 6 - 7 I am ... pg 8 - 9 Mardi Gras Narrative pg 10 - 11 Pet Poem pg 12 - 13 Haikus pg 14 - 15 Foxes Response pg 16 - 17 Ode pg 18 - 19 Limerick pg 20 - 21 Choose pg 22 - 23 Choose | Part I | Part II | pg 26 - 31 "Still I Rise" pg 32 - 25 "50 50" pg 36 - 39 "It's Death Again" pg 40 - 45 "Sleep" pg 46 - 51 "Closer to Love" | Table | of

3: Part III | pg 54 - 55 "Boots of Spanish Leather pg 56 - 57 "If" pg 68 - 59 "Macavity" | of | Contents

4: "Where I'm From" | I am from music of all sorts. The sweet grass of Louisiana is my home. I’m from I love you’s ad I love you too’s. I am from spicy, hearty, Rotel dip. From sweet & spicy Doritos with Picante’. From Takis with guacamole. I am from deviled eggs sprinkled with paprika. From the crisp of chicken in the afternoons.

5: I’m from the holy water of baptism. From early Sundays with the preist; And from late afternoons with the commune. I am from the hands of Jesus Christ. I am from cold Christmases with Presents around a giant tree. I am from piping hot fourths With loud and bright fireworks. I am from warm thanksgivings With glazed turkey in the oven. I am from the sand dunes of Egypt And the windy streets of Chicago. I am from my comfy sofa Where so many ideas are born. I am from the birth of a new child so beautiful And the death of an alpha so fierce. I am from the womb of a nurse And the mind of the killjoys. I am from guitar strings and rosin; I am music. | I am from the womb of a nurse And the mind of the killjoys. I am from guitar strings and rosin; I am music.

6: I am loud & Musical I wonder how the strings bend I hear the wine of the amplifier I see the multicolor picks I want a new Yamaha I am loud & Musical | I pretend I'm like Santana I feel the rush of the rhythm I touch the long wires I worry I'm doing it wrong I Cry when I epically fail I am loud & Musical

7: I understand Jesus is my savior I say it to everyone I meet I dream about winning Grammys I try my hardest to excel I am loud & Musical | "I AM..."

8: On the Day of the Mardi Gras March I woke up to find my puppy gone By the time I searched my entire house I knew that something was wrong I ran out into the streets My Puppy wasn’t there Every Person that I’d meet Said that my puppy wasn’t there Lots of stray animals staring at me But My puppy wasn’t there | "Lost Puppy"

9: I searched the whole day Up until the parade I was so happy until The discovery I made The Mayor had my puppy He gave it back to me And me and my puppy Lived ever so happily

10: There was a fish by the name of Sun If you ever met an emo this is certainly one He wasn't emotionally scared by a gulf oil spill And life for him after was only downhill A pet finder caught him as he tried to get away Then mom bought at Petco for my birthday He tried to fight as I put him in the tank Then I watched as he sank To the bottom of the bowl as he played dead And I laughed at him when he finally said "Put me out of my misery; I do not like this bowl" "I don't even like being a fish in a hole" | "THE SUICIDE FISH"

11: I walked away and paid him no mind But those few words were a sign. One day he hopped out and on to the floor Then he flopped him self to the front of the door I came in from school and heard a splat I had stepped on the fish who was now flat The fish killed himself; it's a shame you see How was he so smart? It's a mystery to me.

12: The sun is so hot On my back as I'm Swimming in the cool water

13: The bitterness hits me as I sled down the hill with my dear sister

14: "I AM MOTHER MARCH" response to four little foxes

15: March I am, I write back to you I shall cradle your friends The foxes until my dear friend April comes to take them Away and I shall surely make Sure that they make It to The next take and the next turn I swear on my divine power That the fur-covered ones shall prevail

16: "ODE to MY Ipod" | Ode to me beautiful silver and white iPod Who keeps my occupied every day Ode to Apple and iTunes Ode to new release Tuesday Ode to Angry Birds and Temple Runner Ode to Spotify and Rhapsody Ode to the tremendously big App Store Ode to the iCloud and iMatch Ode to hours and hours of listening To the music of a thousand seconds

17: Ode to millions of playlists Waiting to played by Other apple lovers like me Ode to the front and rear cameras That take hundreds of pictures each year Ode to crystal clear graphics Ode to the fabulous touch screen Ode to the genius Home Button I couldn't live without my iPod The ipod is the best handheld device ever

18: There once was a knee that was sad and it made his brother feel bad The left said cheer up and the right said shutup Obviously, the other brother was rad | "Injured Knee"

20: when i went home i was really in doom before soccer i had to clean my room the tv was on the pictures were wrong my radio was skippin it was on my fav. song my bed looked like crap it was like a hurricane my mom's a neat freak what a shame what a shame in the wall was stuck a rock my dad came in and said you're a chip off the old block | "My Messy Room"

21: written - 2009

22: "The last Game" i play for the soccer team called the bossier golden beams it's the last game of the season why i play soccer there's no reason i stole the ball in the second''quarter from this kid who's a little shorter the fans go crazy around the border then billy stole the ball billy porter it's the 4th quarter i have the ball again i shot it at the goaly who name is ben the beautiful blue ball bounced at ben

23: goal! we won the game the other team does their walk of shame while we put our throhy in the hall of fame.

24: PART

25: II

26: "Still I Rise" - Maya Angelou | TPCASTT

27: From the title of this poem, I thought it was about a person rising above something else. To paraphrase this poem, one might say: A woman, no matter how badly she is treated and talked about, continues to rise above the hate. She keeps her head high and faces each day with confidence. As for connotation, this poem rhymes in the second a fourth line of the first 7 stanzas and in every other line of the last stanza. This poem repeats the phrase "I rise" numerous times throughout the poem to emphasize that she will prevail. This poem does not use onomatopoeia or alliteration of any sort.The tone of this poem is very uplifting and hopeful. It has a complete feel of confidence. This poem shifts from being to convincing to heroic. At the beginning of the poem, it seems as if she is trying to convince someone that she will move on no matter what. At the end it seems as if she is simply telling them instead. After returning to the title, I find that my hypothesis was correct. This poem is about a woman who rises above hate. The theme of this poem is having confidence is the shadows of hate. | Poem on Next Pages

28: You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? 'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I'll rise. Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops, Weakened by my soulful cries? Does my haughtiness offend you? Don't you take it awful hard 'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines Diggin' in my own backyard. You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I'll rise. Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I've got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs? Out of the huts of history's shame I rise Up from a past that's rooted in pain I rise I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise I rise.

29: Weakened by my soulful cries? Does my haughtiness offend you? Don't you take it awful hard 'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines Diggin' in my own backyard. You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I'll rise. Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I've got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs? Out of the huts of history's shame I rise Up from a past that's rooted in pain I rise I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise I rise.

30: Up from a past that's rooted in pain I rise I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise I rise.

32: 50 50 by Langston Hughes

33: From the title of this poem I think that it is about half of something. To Paraphrase this poem, one might say: A woman, who is very lonely and desperate seeks solace in a man. He tells her that is is common sense that she could have him with her all the time. She asks how. He replies by saying she must pay for it with her money.As for connotation - The rhyme scheme of the poem is a ,a ,b ,c ,b ,a ,d ,a ,e ,f ,e ,g ,a ,g. The first rhyme is repeated throughout the poem. This poem has no alliteration or onomatopoeias. This poem repeats the word "said" to show what the different characters are saying. The tone of this poem is very relaxed and isn't as serious as it could be written. The poet shifts from what seems like a romantic mood at the beginning to a cruel tone at the end. You think she is in love with this guy but it turns out that he is in it for money. After returning to the title, I realized that it means that the only way the man will share 50% of the bed with the woman is if the woman share 50% of the money with him. The theme of this poem is "Money can buy artificial love". | Poem on Next Pages

34: I'm all alone in this world, she said, Ain't got nobody to share my bed, Ain't got nobody to hold my hand— The truth of the matter's I ain't got no man. Big Boy opened his mouth and said, Trouble with you is You ain't got no head! If you had a head and used your mind You could have me with you All the time. She answered, Babe, what must I do? He said, Share your bed— And your money, too.

36: "It's Death Again" Mark R Slaughter

37: From the title of this poem, I am lead to believe that it is about death coming back to something or someone for a second or third time. After reading the poem, I found that it is about how death is always there waiting to take your life away in a split second. He comes at the most unexpected of times and takes you away before you get a chance to comprehend that he ever came. This poem is a couplet and is in one continuous stanza. It does not use alliteration, or repetition. This poem is very gloomy, yet fascinating to the ear. The man seems somewhat amused and still scared that death is going to get him in the end. He mocks the force as if it really were a cloaked stack of bones. The shift in this poem occurs when the author goes from talking about death always waiting, to you being next in line. The title of this poem means stands for the fact that death is always there ready to take someone expectantly and can show up at any time. The theme of this poem is enjoy life now because it can end at any time any place. Be careful. | Poem on Next Pages

38: It's Death again – He's always there – Watching, waiting – e'er the stare! Every time I look behind Or reach to pull the window blind, I catch a glimpse of grubby hood – A little clue to where he stood; The glint of light that caught the scythe. Perhaps if I could pay a tithe But O! no use, he'll never go. The adamant phantom; don't you know He will but wait until it's time For me to hear His fateful chime? – The toll that claims my destiny, To Hail: 'You're next, it has to be'

40: "Sleep" by Gerard Way

41: From the title, I am lead to believe that this poem is about sleeping or someone who is asleep. After reading the poem, I find that this poem is about a man who has trouble sleeping. He has horrible nightmares and when he wakes up he tries to talk himself back to sleep. When he tries to go to sleep, the night terrors come back. He describes some of the things he sees such as suffering children, murdering madmen, good guys vs bad guys, monsters, fire, and death. In the end he decides that he is just going to simply go to sleep and not feel sorry for himself. He is not going to "cry" and he is not going to "feel bad about it". He is just going to sleep. As for connotation : The writer uses rhyme in brief instances. In stanza 1 the words "polluted" and "institutions" rhyme. The words "me" and "sympathy" also rhyme. In the second stanza, the words "eyes" and "goodbye" rhyme. In the third stanza "sleep" and "dreams" rhyme. In the fourth stanza, "empathy" and "tyranny" are examples of slant rhyme. Another literary device that is used is alliteration. In the first line it says Some Say and Suffer. In stanza two, it says "So shut". In stanza is says Good Guys. The last and most used device is alliteration. He repeats the phrase "and there ain't not way". He also repeats the lines "And through it all How could you cry for me? 'Cause I don't feel bad about it. | Poem on next page

42: Some say Now suffer all the children And walk away a savior Or a madman and polluted From gutter institutions Don't you breathe for me Undeserving of your sympathy 'Cause there ain't no way that I'm sorry For what I did And through it all How could you cry for me? 'Cause I don't feel bad about it So shut your eyes Kiss me goodbye And Sleep Just sleep The hardest part Is letting go of Your dreams A drink For the horror that I'm in For the good guys and the bad guys For the monsters that I've been Three cheers for tyranny Unapologetic empathy 'Cause there is no way that I'm coming back again And through it all How could you cry for me 'Cause I don't feel bad about it So shut your eyes Kiss me goodbye And Sleep Just sleep The hardest parts The awful things that I've seen Sometimes I see flames And sometimes I see people that I love dying And it's always- I see flames and I- Just sleep And it's always Just sleep Just sleep Just sleep Just sleep Just sleep And I can't I can't ever wake up

43: Sleep Just sleep The hardest part Is letting go of Your dreams A drink For the horror that I'm in For the good guys and the bad guys For the monsters that I've been Three cheers for tyranny Unapologetic empathy 'Cause there is no way that I'm coming back again And through it all How could you cry for me 'Cause I don't feel bad about it So shut your eyes Kiss me goodbye And

44: Sleep Just sleep The hardest parts The awful things that I've seen Sometimes I see flames And sometimes I see people that I love dying And it's always- I see flames and I- Just sleep And it's always Just sleep Just sleep Just sleep Just sleep Just sleep And I can't I can't ever wake up

46: Closer to Love by Mat Kearney

47: From the title of this poem I am lead to believe that it is about someone getting closer to someone else in some way. After I read it, I found that this is a lyrical poem rather than a narrative. The poet is describing the thoughts and feeling when someone is going through a rough patch in life. For instance, when you "get a call" that change it all for the worse (I guess we're all one phone call from our knees). He says that you should look to God for understanding. "When every building falls and all the stars fade" you can always get through the wreckage if you believe in the Lord (praying Lord, come through). God can pull you closer to love if you believe no matter what the situation. This poem has traditional rhyme, it is a couplet or triplet most of the way through except the repeated stanzas in which it has abcb rhyme. It has repetition repeating the phrase "Closer to Love" to emphasize the idea. The tone of this poem is very spirited, comforting, and soft. There really is no shift in this poem. It basically stays the same way throughout the entire poem. When you return to the title you can conclude that this poem is about getting closer to god (love) when the world around you is falling down. The theme of this poem is believing things will get better even when it is as bad as it can possibly get. | Poem on next page

48: She got the call today One out of the gray And when the smoke cleared It took her breath away She said she didn't believe It could happen to me I guess we're all one phone call from our knees We're gonna get there soon If every building falls And all the stars fade We'll still be singin' this song The one they can't take away I'm gonna get there soon, She's gonna be there too Cryin' in her room Prayin' Lord, come through We're gonna get there soon Oh it's your light, Oh it's your way, Pull me out of the dark Just to show me the way Cryin' out now From so far away... You pull me closer to love Closer to love Meet me once again Down off Lake Michigan Where we could feel the storm blowin' down with the wind And don't apologize For all the tears you've cried You've been way too strong now for all your life I'm gonna get there soon, You're gonna be there too Cryin' in your room, Prayin' Lord come through We're gonna get there soon Oh, it's your light Oh, it's your way Pull me out of the dark Just to show me the way Cryin' out now From so far away... Pull me closer to love Closer to love 'Cause you are all that I've waited for All of my life (We're gonna get there) You are all that I've waited for All of my life You pull me closer to love Closer to love Pull me closer to love Pull me closer to love Closer to love Closer to love Closer to love Pull me closer to love

49: From so far away... You pull me closer to love Closer to love Meet me once again Down off Lake Michigan Where we could feel the storm blowin' down with the wind And don't apologize For all the tears you've cried You've been way too strong now for all your life I'm gonna get there soon, You're gonna be there too Cryin' in your room, Prayin' Lord come through We're gonna get there soon Oh, it's your light Oh, it's your way Pull me out of the dark Just to show me the way Cryin' out now From so far away... Pull me closer to love Closer to love 'Cause you are all that I've waited for All of my life (We're gonna get there) You are all that I've waited for All of my life You pull me closer to love Closer to love Pull me closer to love Pull me closer to love Closer to love Closer to love Closer to love Pull me closer to love

50: From so far away... Pull me closer to love Closer to love 'Cause you are all that I've waited for All of my life (We're gonna get there) You are all that I've waited for All of my life You pull me closer to love Closer to love Pull me closer to love Pull me closer to love Closer to love Closer to love Closer to love Pull me closer to love

52: PART

53: III

54: "Boots of Spanish Leather" by Bob Dylan

55: The poem "Boots of Spanish Leather" by Bob Dylan made me feel very sad about a guy being left alone by the one he loves. The poem helps me realize the heart break a guy might go though after a break up. My favorite are 32 - 33 which say " take heed take heed of the western wind Take heed of the stormy weather". It sounds cool. I dislike nothing. In lines 13-14 I can imagine night time stars and dark clear diamonds. The part of the poem that surprised me was line 27 - 28 where she says she might not come back again.

56: "If" by Rudyard Kipling

57: The poem "If" by Rudyard Kipling makes me feel very positive about life. It makes me feel like I can go anywhere and do anything and it does not matter what anyone thinks of me. This poem makes me see hate in a different way. Most people look at hate as being 100% negative, but hate can actually inspire some people to work harder to show those haters that they can do whatever they want. I like the part of this poem that talks about winnings and risking it all because that is very relevant to life if you ever want to get somewhere. The words "And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools; " helps me imagine someone picking up the pieces after a fatal blow. The part of the poem that surprises me is when the author says that you should risk all your winnings, lose, and never breathe a word about your loss. It is amazing how you can be so bland about losing it all.

58: "Macavity" by TS Elliot

59: The poem "Macavity" by T.S. Elliot makes me feel confused, amused, and curious. The poem helps me see cats in a different was. I never pictured a cat as being mischievous. I like the part of the poem where Macavity cheats at cards. I also like the repetition. Words that help me visualize the poem are ginger, dusty, and domed head. The part of the poem that surprises me is when the poet says that Macavity can levitate. That. Is. All.

60: THE

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