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Mark Gomes Poetry Portfolio

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BC: Expression Through Words | "Poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted." -Percy Bysshe Shelley

FC: Mark Gomes 3/28/12 3/4th Periods | Portfolio Assignment | EXPRESSION THROUGH WORDS

1: Table Of Contents | Where I'm From- Page 3-4 Self-Respect- Page 5-6 My Mother’s Kitchen- Page 7-8 Language Arts- Page 9-10

2: Where I'm From | I am from coke-a-cola, from sugar canes I am from the dirt roads. I am from the Victoria water lily, the roses I am from movie Saturdays and brown eyes, from Aunt Nadria, and my mom Nanda and dad Joel. I am from the family gatherings and watching Indian movies. From brush your teeth twice a day and eat your greens. I am from lake in the backyard. I'm from Georgetown; curry and roti. From the break ins into our house, the trips to the lake, and the bike rides to school. I am from pictures above the fire place.

4: Self-Respect | Sometimes I look in the mirror, sometimes I don’t. Sometimes I get up in the morning, sometimes I won’t. Depend on my dreams at night; I might even shape myself into society’s mold. It really just depends on how the days unfold. I’m not the model on in the magazine. But I learned that I’m the best I possibly can Because were all created equally in God’s hand. I’m not the actor on the screen. My worth is not determined by the thoughts of others. No matter what I’ve done in my past, I will always be Mark Gomes

6: My Mother’s Kitchen | I walk into the room, searching for promised pies And it begins to fill my nose and eyes But there's something wrong with my senses It smells like somethings burning and my body tenses I rush to the ovens aid at a break neck pace With a pillow of smoke straight into my face Then I pry the doors open and get blasted with heat I pull the pie out, hands griping metal sheet The pan cooks my hand till I have to take action So I throw it across the table due to my reaction It lands with a bang and tips to one side As it falls on the floor, a messy ride

7: With crisis averted pain shoots up my arm Dead skin peeling off due to past harm I sprint for the sink, water in mind A sigh of relief, I’m going to be fine Then Mom walks in with a frown on her face Then stomps her foot rapidly in place Anger contained in her stylish green dress She says “Clean this place up, just look at this mess”

8: Language Arts | LA is the quest of a great read Following epic heroes on noble deeds It's the best things in life that don't have a fee Like the build of suspense from a mystery It's where you can feel yourself most free But still just trapped in a story It's can be found in the twist of your favorite plots To expression of your deepest thoughts It's where letters mean more than just a sound But pieces in a door leading you to a place yet to be found

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  • Title: Mark Gomes Poetry Portfolio
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  • Published: almost 7 years ago