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Growth as a Poet |
My poem |
Overall I have greatly improved as a poet in multiple ways. As a poet I have gone from a first draft of like 20 words that didn't mean anything to a longer poem that has a message that means something to. Here's a part from my first poem “Happiness ,The feeling of life ,Achievement of meaning ,Making the most of life ,Meaning” it is basically a bunch of words that don't mean anything this part of my final poem I feel is way better “But the light can be seen ,A place you can run to, A place you can start over ,But you can't hide forever”. I feel like I have grown from a poem with no meaning to a poem that meant something to the reader and to me
My poems have gone from just an idea to a concrete idea that means something. In my poem these lines have gone from this “Time to recuperate, Time to enjoy yourself ,The peak moment of your week ,It's the time for yourself ,Time to let the bad days fade away” I repeated time multiple times and in my final draft 1 figured out how to change this to work and sound and flow better. I kept the word time but made it work and add to my poem instead of taking away from it's message and flow and I hope that it also adds a bit more emotion to it. From my first poem to my last final poem I have improved immensely. These lines from my first poem are entirely different than the lines from my last poem “Buying, Spending Needing, Wanting, Acquiring” my first poem was just a bunch of words that were somewhat relevant to my topic of consumerism which I didn't really feel worked or sounded good to me. This line from my final poem I feel has seen great improvement “Mind is racing, close to insanity ,Only your ignorance keeps you sane ,But it allows no escape ,Not for me ,Not for you” This line from my final poem I feel has improved greatly it has more added emotion to these lines and emphasis on the words you, and the word me. In this final poem I have added a message to my poem so the readers can find some takeaway and meaning to my poem. Overall my poems came from a bunch of unmeaningful words to a poem that has a real message. |
Grind of Life
Evan Glogowski A sensory overload, Messes with your mind A confusing world full of unknown faces Mind is racing, close to insanity Only your ignorance keeps you sane But it allows no escape Not for me Not for you But the light can be seen A place you can run to A place you can start over But you can't hide forever It will find me It will find you Forcing you back into a confusing world Full of boredom Full of responsibility Full of hate The weekend comes, The bad days ends Time to recuperate Time to enjoy yourself The peak moment of your week It's the time for yourself Let the stress fade away The week to weekend Then you start it all over, The grind of life. |