Friday, January 28, 2011

The Poetic Voice of a Thirteen-Year-Old

I am currently taking a class where we had to describe something we saw outside and we also had to create a poem about who we are. I have decided to post them here and would love to hear from you! Tell me what you think and maybe post your own poem or piece of writing! I will probably post other things I write, if they are any good. So without further ado, here they are:

The Sun: A Creative Writing Piece
The golden sun wraps me in a blanket of warmth.
It tastes like delicious honey that slowly melts to lemonade
as it hides behind a cloud.

“My Life Is”

by Vahni Kurra

My life is sunshine from the Indian sun
It is ocean spray from the beaches of Trinidad
It is so much together, and I’ll have it forever
As long as I hold it close

My life is the smell of books encasing me
It is the gusty breath of wind that soothes
It is so much together, and I’ll have it forever
As long as I hold it close

My life is the spices that tickle your tongue
It is the mystery of red curtains that hide and reveal the stage
It is so much together, and I’ll have it forever
As long as I hold it close

My life is the plane ride that carries you to exotic lands
It is the soul of music that makes you sway and jiggle
It is so much together, and I’ll have it forever
As long as I hold it close

My life is air-soft puppy fur
It is the swing set where we all used to play
It is so much together, and I’ll have it forever
As long as I hold it close

My life is the one that sees the first breath of a new one
It is also the one that says a final goodbye
It is so much together, and I’ll have it forever
As long as I hold it close

I’ve done and seen so much, and know there’s more to come
I’m unprepared, but will always know
My life is so much together, and I’ll have it forever
As long as I hold it close
Thanks for reading, Ciao! :)

5 comments:

  1. Wow, wow and wow, keep writing. So much to give, so wise and so young. xox Corrine

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  2. I will post another poem next week...she has a gift and is willing to share with the world. I am encouraging her to create a document of Art with her words in it or possibly an item of clothing she can wear...Peace, Mary Helen Fernandez Stewart

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  3. I believe she has an old soul. Just beautiful words. Your idea of a document of art with her words would be perfect.

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  4. The Poem is awesome! I admire those who write. Unfortunately I don't, but can share a poem written by my husband's cousin. She wrote the book entitled Poems Sublime and Ridiculous and Some In Between by Lois Kempton. Here is just one of them below from that book.


    If It Weren't For Grandmothers

    If it weren't for grandmothers, how would we know
    how everything was in the "long,long ago"?
    The changes that come and the changes that go
    if it weren't for grandmothers, how would we know?

    The way people ate, and the way that they dressed;
    the way that they suffered, and how they were blessed;
    The beauties they say, and their fun, and their woe-
    If it weren't for grandmothers, how would we know?

    Oh, see her bright eyes as she tells of the way
    your grandpa proposed! And the sweet wedding day;
    the funny adventures that babies bestow-
    If it weren't for grandmothers, how would we know?

    For they are the keepers of mem'ries untold;
    the legacy treasures more precious than gold.
    Oh, cherish their stories! Rejoice in their glow.
    If it weren't for grandmothers, how would we know?

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  5. Incredible writing for one so young!

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