Aimee+Leong


 * "Poetry is emotion put into measure. The emotion must come by nature, but the measure can be acquire by art." -Thomas Hardy**


 * __Ode to My Adidas Shell tops__**

My father sent me money through the mail, And then I took a delightful stroll to the local shoe store. Warmed my heart because I looked forward to the sneakers that were going to come about it. There it was

I set my eyes on a pair of great, Magnificent, carefully stitched and woven nice soft shoes, completed with lovely rubber soles.

I looked down at my feet, with the sides peeling off, laces almost completely black, kind of looked like I wore dead rats on my feet.

I kicked them off as if the rodents had awakened, getting ready to get a taste of my toes.

I hesitated to grab the glorious shoes, those white shells of security but was tempted and snatched it off the shelf. I quickly slipped it onto my feet.

My feet felt free, the bottoms of the shell tops wonderfully squeaked under the floor. They were so magical and fitted so nice

And finally everything in the world seemed so right.




 * __Doggy Chase__**

Faster, faster, run, don’t look back, I thought, Look straight ahead, don’t lose track, I said, I can hear him growl, he’s getting closer, I’m scared, Faster, faster, run, don’t look back, I thought, I can’t, I’m done, I’m out of breath, I gave up.

But wait, I thought, Why is she just standing there, I questioned, Why doesn’t she do anything, I panicked, It’s her dog, she needs to do something! I screamed, Is this really where our friendship stands? I realized.

I came to a dead end, If a jagged fence wasn’t there, He wouldn't have pounced on me, I wouldn’t have felt his chest thumping against my back, But there was a fence, And in fact he did pounce on me and I did feel him on my back, A warm sensation almost trickled down my leg, and then all I heard was, “He thought you were playing with him.”

By Robert Frost**
 * Riffed off of Bond and Free

wall within wall to shut fear out, never again able to speak out, be scared of expressing oneself, make sure to fit in, don't talk just listen, you don't ever think for yourself, let others do it for you, live under the influence, don't have feelings, if you can't do that than do your best to hide them, don't ever let no one know that you care, let the walls grow bigger and bigger these walls become, before you finally break down and realize that you don't need this. Be your own person, that is really all you need.

You'll do better off on your own.

__**Schoolwork Blues**__

stress can't even begin to describe it homework assignments coming from here and there. drowning in work makes me want to give up and quit. all this ongoing stress is too hard to bear

The work is ongoing never ending People don't understand All this hard work is never descending I need to figure out my own plan

Benchmarks tests papers and more Hurt and pain only come from this Sometimes I just want to run out the door I'm so damn tired I can take this ish

But it will all pay it off in the end Because when I get older I'll have money to spend.

__**My Statement**__

After writing these poems, I feel as though I have a greater respect for poets. I say this because I see the struggles they go through to come up with ideas to make these beautiful poems. I mean it took me a week to figure out how to write my sonnet but these poets have piles and piles of books of poetry. Their creative capacity expands beyond my knowledge of life and that is really amazing to me. Many of Robert Frost’s poems talk about life, love, and enjoyment. I kind of took his ideas or lessons that he taught in his poems and wrote about them too. His ideas influenced the way I wrote my poem. I had troubles writing the sonnet but once i got the flow of it, i was able to come up with one. The trick I used to write my sonnet was to figure out some of the rhymes first and then fill up the beats of the lines.

by Robert Frost**
 * Bond and Free

1 **Love has earth to which she clings With hills and circling arms about— Wall within wall to shut fear out. But Thought has need of no such things,** 5 **For Thought has a pair of dauntless wings.

On snow and sand and turf, I see Where Love has left a printed trace With straining in the world’s embrace. And such is Love and glad to be.** 10 **But Thought has shaken his ankles free.

Thought cleaves the interstellar gloom And sits in Sirius’ disc all night, Till day makes him retrace his flight, With smell of burning on every plume,** 15 **Back past the sun to an earthly room.

His gains in heaven are what they are. Yet some say Love by being thrall And simply staying possesses all In several beauty that Thought fares far** 20 **To find fused in another star.**

- lines 1-5 They talk about love and thought as two different people. -love = good and thought= bad -love is more protective and caring but thought sort of take life on without emotions and kind of go through life without love.

by Robert Frost**
 * Carpe Diem

1 **Age saw two quiet children Go loving by at twilight, He knew not whether homeward, Or outward from the village,** 5 **Or (chimes were ringing) churchward, He waited (they were strangers) Till they were out of hearing To bid them both be happy. "Be happy, happy, happy,** 10 **And seize the day of pleasure." The age-long theme is Age's. 'Twas Age imposed on poems Their gather-roses burden To warn against the danger** 15 **That overtaken lovers From being overflooded With happiness should have it. And yet not know they have it. But bid life seize the present?** 20 **It lives less in the present Than in the future always, And less in both together Than in the past. The present Is too much for the senses, Too crowding, too confusing—** 25 **Too present to imagine.**

- The poem is about two lovers that should enjoy life. - line 14-15 Also that they should be able to overcome obstacles that come in the way of their love. - lines 19-25 be happy with what you have now because once its over, it'll be in the past and you won't be able to do it again.


 * //A Prayer in Spring//**

1 **Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers today; And give us not to think so far away As the uncertain harvest; keep us here All simply in the springing of the year.**

5 **Oh, give us pleasure in the orcahrd white, Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night; And make us happy in the happy bees, The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.**

10 **That suddenly above the bees is heard, The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill, And off a blossom in mid air stands still.
 * And make us happy in the darting bird**

For this is love and nothing else is love,** 15 **To sanctify to what far ends he will, But which it only needs that we fulfill.**
 * To which it is reserved for God above**

- line 1-4 everyone is anxious for spring to happen. - line 5-10 how springs make them so happy - line 10-16 God answer their prayers, spring finally came.