This is my map art. I made it to show how some of New York I don’t know and some I do by making some parts of the map closer to the viewer and some further away.
My map art
on Month: June 2016
on My Poems
on Island
On one for my life
And now for some more of time
But it feels different
Cinquain poem
People
Walking, walking
Controlled walking people
Always somewhere to go
Walking
Konrad’s Rumi Style Poem (Life and death)
Life is like a wave you don’t know what you’re going to hit
Life is like a wave
you don’t know what you’re going to hit
The waves of life,
They smash against any rock
But you will have a grave.
You can avoid life
but death you can’t desist,
It comes when it comes
And sometimes it’s defect.
Sometimes you feel pain
And sometimes you don’t,
It depends on what
Serious poem
In the style of Armant Cinquain
Cinquain Type #2
Death
Tragic, grievous
Overtaking, controlling
It engulfs you in tragedy
Downfall
Personification poems:
Aww, finally the kids have recess,
They always have reces but I love it when they play soccer.
When the kids are so excited they kick the ball so high,
It’s funny they never learn.
They never realise that when you kick it to me,
You never ever get the ball back.
Everyone tries to get it from me,
But my wall is too big they never reach it.
But then the teachers come in,
I really hate the teachers!
They can step over it with one step,
They just snatch it from me right under my nose.