1st Quarter Poetry Journal Reflection

To A Sister Leaving Home

     When you took me

to school in eighth

grade. Everyday

you drove me in. 

Passing the high 

school where you

went. Just to drop

me off at the 

middle school. I always

waited for tap, tap, tap, of 

you running down the stairs 

so we would not be

late. But now 

you are off 

to college. And 

you no longer

drive with me, 

but away from 

me. I wish you

could stay. Help

me with high school.

I know that you

must leave though. 

I wave goodbye.

And you wave 

back through the

window I used 

to look out 

every morning.

Analysis of Soccer

It's about 

the ball,

 the feet, 

and the goal.

Feet strike ball, 

and hits the

back of the

net. Not always. 

Some go wide,

go over, get

saved. Others

get blocked. Off 

the body of 

the defender.

Ball sits and

waits for feet

to kick, and for

net to be

struck. Feet

pound the

ball (thump)

and the ball

crashed the

net (crack).

Other times,

goalie saves 

ball (pow), 

and ball goes

wide (woosh). 

With fans in

the stands

the ball shoots

into the net.

It's a goal.

It's done on

grass and for

fun. There is 

a lot of 

run, run, run.

I chose these poems because I have never formatted poems like these. With very short lines and sentences. I did this to try and copy the format of the poems that we had studied those days. I liked in my second poem the way that I used parentheses to show the sounds of a ball in a game. I felt that it helped to make my poem much more creative and fun to read.