Ki's Poems

[Kiyunalia]

I have to write a ton of poems for my English class since poetry is our current unit. To start it off, I'll post my most recent one which is in a form of an ode. ... Or at least I hope it's an ode.

Ode to a Falcon

I watched
as the falcon rides the wind
with its wingspan.
He navigates himself
with his eye
that can pinpoint accurately
to his surroundings.
He always knows
where to go,
to be free
and never fear of getting lost.

My green eyes follow that falcon
as I stay grounded
on the earth.
I dream of myself
to be with that creature.
To touch the heavens
and be with the angels
within the clouds.

I watched as the falcon rides the wind.
The breeze he makes
tosses my hair
in different directions.
It's brown eyes
lines up with my emerald pair
as it let's out a call.
Hello.

[Fox]

Love your poem Ki. Your really good at writing unlike me.... My best poem was my only poem i ever made XP

[kaila]

yeah they area good.

[Dakota]

Wow Ki, that was really good. We're in poetry too, so it's like "OMGLOL". I like how you free styled the poem, but still made it flow. I can't do that, because I feel like poems have to rhyme, but you obviously are different than me. I noticed that you put "I watched as the falcom rides the wind" twice, but how you wrote it, it doesn't sound repetitive. It's really a nice piece of work, that would get you an "A" in my class, but you'd have to read it outloud, or the teacher would read it for you, or put it on the overhead for all to see. But, it's a great piece of work. Keep writing.

[Kiyunalia]

^ My class also did a project where each of us had to a report on a specific poet and recite one of his/her poems in class. The poem had to be at least 20 lines as well and we also had to give a short bio on the poet. My chosen poet was Lewis Carroll and I decided to recite "A Boat Beneath the Sunny Sky" (Technically, the poem doesn't have a title, but it's mostly referred to that. You can find the poem at the end of Through the Looking Glass and What Alice Found There.) I ended up getting a perfect score on my recitation and an A on my report. I earned some of the points because I was able to properly recite the lines rather than say it as if it's one incredibly long line.

The best part about it is that it only took me two hours the night before my recitation to memorize the poem. ;D

Okay. Even though poetry unit is long over for my class. I'm just doing another free style as I'm typing. This also is in Kiyunalia's POV and how she's truly feeling about her bird-kid life just for kicks.

Understanding

I understand
that people envy about the things
they don't have or they aren't.
While most of the time,
they have something
someone else envied about.

I heard it many times
that people would love
to have an exciting life.
We all saw it in the movies,
television,
internet,
mass media.
They want the life of action,
luxury,
wealth,
thrill.
They want to be away
of their so-called normal boring life.

They're the ones who don't understand.

They don't understand those
who do want their normal boring life.
Those who do want to attend school
and complain about grades,
parents,
bitchy popular girls,
cocky meatheaded guys.
And want to talk about
who's going whom to prom.

They don't understand
that there's us.
Who'll never live that life
and wonder
whether or not
we'll even survive.

I type as I go without much edit. So I hope you enjoyed this one. :]

[Tagg]

That is really good. 0.o

If I decide to go on an advertising rampage again or make a new banner, would you mind if I possibly used some of it? I would give you credit, of course. <3

[Fox]

Tagg, awesome idea. What if we took this part from the poem?

I heard it many times
that people would love
to have an exciting life.
We all saw it in the movies,
television,
internet,
mass media.
They want the life of action,
luxury,
wealth,
thrill.
They want to be away
of their so-called normal boring life.

They're the ones who don't understand.

They don't understand those
who do want their normal boring life.
Those who do want to attend school
and complain about grades,
parents,
bitchy popular girls,
cocky meatheaded guys.
And want to talk about
who's going whom to prom.

They don't understand
that there's us.
Who'll never live that life
and wonder
whether or not
we'll even survive.

[Kiyunalia]

That would be cool! Thanks!

Boredom creative juices flowing again. Let me do another poem in Ki's POV.

Burden

You may see it as a blessing.
You could say it's to advance our society.
You might think that it's something wonderful.
In the eyes of a civilian,
anything out of the ordinary
is considered amazing.

I see it as a burden.
I'll never care for advancing this hell
when there's only dystopia present.
It's a permanent rose.
The beauty is there,
but so is the pain.
Ordinary is amazing
by my tearshed eyes.

It's something that I'm stuck with
from my beginning to my end.
I'd love to see it as some sort of purpose
other than being hunted
and get treated as a subject.

I'm not some lab rat,
a display for a museum or a freak show,
nor a lifeless doll.
Genetically, I'm not entirely like everyone.
But how I'm dealing
and feeling with the burden
is what fully makes me
human.