My Experiences with PoetryDuring the past months, I have had a pleasure and joy reading, writing, and listening to poetry. As a final post concluding the semester of my Grad work, I decided to write a poem summarizing my experiences with poetry. This is a draft after hours of trying to begin this because I couldn't decide how to exactly tackle this. Discovering Poetry It started with one Then two Then three And then e n d l e s s Amount of it. At first Poetry was like Cotton candy -- Sweet to the tongue And melts to the soul Making you Urge for more. Then The flavors changed. Poetry was like A maze It made Me daze. Why must it rhyme? Why must it take time To be defined? Poetry was like The bitter, Cherry medicine You had to take When sick. Yuck! Instead it should Fly with the wind-- Freely and gracefully. Yet it rippled My mind And wrinkled My nose. It wasn’t until Now that I discovered The gem Within poetry. Now I see That even Poetry Has style. It doesn’t have To rhyme It just has To shine. Poems lifts the heart And eases the soul. Poetry is more refine Then it is to define. It reflects your Experiences NOT Knowledge. Poetry is like A lotus flower-- Blooming Beautifully Amongst the murky waters. Its beauty is DISCOVERED Not PLANTED. Poetry is a lake Reflecting only The vase beauty Within itself And Others. Written by Coua Yang © 2020 I felt proud about this poem, even though I understand that more work might need to be done before it is completely ready; however, right now...this moment...it feels complete to me. I feel like this poem really does reflect what I want to say about how I feel about poetry now. I tried to write about my feelings and experiences with poetry before this, and then blend it in with the "now" feelings and experiences. BEFORE, I would say I didn't really have a full understanding of poetry, and only saw the side that certain teachers made me see. Now as a Grad student, I have learned much more about poetry compared to before. I think the reason for that is because I learned to TEACH poetry, not how to read or decipher them. I learned to accept what was presented to me instead of trying to wrap my mind around each word within a poem. I learned to love them, not read them, and I think that made the most difference between the two experiences. I use to dread poems and always felt not-so-smart when I couldn't understand a poem, which was why I had stopped reading them for a while. Now, I find joy in reading them, and don't feel as bad when I don't understand a poem. Yes, I am a Grad student and I STILL cannot understand every poem I read, but it's OK. Learning more about them and reading more of them will eventually help me to understand its meaning. Also, I am a STRONG believer that your experiences in life will help you make meaning to poems when the time is right. It's not about how SMART you are, but it's about how much EXPERIENCE you have to wrap your heart in a poem. There's a time for everything... Below are five poems I chose to publish and share with you. I wrote these myself from observations and experiences. I hope you enjoy them and find your own touch and understanding of poems. Thank you for reading my blog and my poems. Please feel free to make any friendly suggestions about any of my poems. Or maybe you can even write your own poems. Please share if you would like. I would LOVE to read your poem. My Published PoetryI Find Peace After Joyce Sidman I find peace in the bright, early mornings and songs from gentle chirping that nudges my eyes to open. I find peace in the little hands that softly places their hands in mine. I find peace in the words of the Bible and the love it fills me up in. I find peace in the shoulders that comforts me and catches the tears of my heart. I find peace in the color of Nature: how it warms your heart, how it feels tickling your toes, how it embraces you with all its surroundings while the wind brushes against your hair. I find peace when I am left alone. I find peace when I empty my heart and fill it with God. I find peace when I pick up my pen and write the words in my heart. Written by: Coua Yang © 2020 Nature Trees within trees never so green. Mountains in trees What a beauty to see. Edges so sharp and bumpy Now clothed with soft, piney greens that disguises oneself Amongst nature. Written by: Coua Yang © 2020 A Night Owt A found poem Dark settled within the forest The ominous feeling of the moonlight, Glistened upon Great ear-like horns Perching on a dead tree branch Patiently Gliding its light sensitive eyes Through the dappled forest floor Pinpointing to the sound Of the prey Then Whoosh! Target Locked. Written by: Coua Yang © 2020 The Hummock A found poem Lurking in the deciduous forest Lapped in wrinkles Within its glass bowl Emerged bright cranberry eyes Slurping slimy worms Peacefully Until it has to form A jaw bridge Armoured in, Is it safe to come out? Written by: Coua Yang © 2020
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Creating my Haiku...Haiku is a Japanese form of poetry that celebrates nature! The structure of the poem are based on syllables. It's a three verse poem with syllables consisting of 5-7-5 meaning the first line consists of a 5 syllable phrase followed up with a 7 syllable phrase, and concluding with another 5 syllable phrase. The picture above was taken by me on a walk outside one day. I then created a Haiku that reflected how I felt about this image.
Happiness With your bright petals Shining pure, white happiness I can’t help but smile by Coua Yang With all that is going on (the whole Corona-virus deal), I try to enjoy the little moments that I encounter in my everyday life now. Even just these simple, white flowers were enough to brighten my day. I hope it has brightened your day as well. May you, too, continue to enjoy the little things in your life. My Observational Drawing...How it works? You bring an object from nature that you have chosen that makes you wonder, amazes you, or you think is beautiful and write about it. This should be something that has a story, a wonder, or a memory attached to it. My object was more of a living object. I was amazed with the different kinds of birds I discovered just by sitting at my back yard. I listened to them sing and watched as they flew around me as if I was part of their world. I tried to capture the moments, feelings, and actions I felt and discovered during this bird watching experience. A draft of it is provided below. Some things to help when transforming observations to PoemsThese is a way that teachers can get students' observations and turn them into poems with meanings. This will bring their writing and experiences to life! Heard, G. (1999). Awakening the Heart. Portsmouth, NH: Heinemann |
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