Like I said in the last post, in english class we are currently studying sonnets. Now this following poem isn't quite a sonnet, as some syllables don't fit the ten count rule, so it's 'sonnet based'.
I decided to start this with 'Shall I compare thee to a winters day' - A Shakespeare line, but as the subject is winter, i changed the summer to winter. Please suggest any improvements, as this is a first draft and could do with editing.
Shall I compare thee to a winters day?
Pure white surrounds, no sign of grey,
Is thee as graceful as a crystal snowflake?
Or such a stunning sight as a ice frosted lake?
Does she behold the shimmer of the snow?
Which causes awh with its enlightened glow,
As effortless as a bird swoops through the sky,
Or as gentle as snow drops appear to fly?
Can thee grant such joy and glee?
And let the inner innocense finally run free?
If she does possess qualities so fine,
I am truly blessed that I can call her mine.
Now that was wrote in a male-female point of view, so when I have chance to edit it, I may change the 'she' to 'he'.
Monday, 11 January 2010
Wednesday, 6 January 2010
Sonnet Based
So sorry for not updating, I have been really busy!
Now is a kind of sonnet I wrote, as in english classes at school we have been studying shakespeare's sonnets. It's not exactly a sonnet, as some of the syllables may not be exact, it's just based on sonnet guidelines.
Like snow in winter and flowers in spring,
I wonder if average is forgotten,
What if that spark I do not bring?
Does that make my life rotten?
I try to search for my very own gold,
But it appears I do not behold,
What can I do to be different?
Make a big scene just to be heard?
Does that involve me being persistent?
Or are others simply born preferred?
I try to be noticed, steal the show,
But I know however bright I shine,
No matter how much I try to glow,
The glorious sky will never be mine.
I do like that poem, the only part that I would change is the forgotten and rotten, as I think rotten isn't a good description to use, but I couldn't think of anything else, and I thought it sounds OK. If you have any idea's on what I could use, please comment!
Now is a kind of sonnet I wrote, as in english classes at school we have been studying shakespeare's sonnets. It's not exactly a sonnet, as some of the syllables may not be exact, it's just based on sonnet guidelines.
Like snow in winter and flowers in spring,
I wonder if average is forgotten,
What if that spark I do not bring?
Does that make my life rotten?
I try to search for my very own gold,
But it appears I do not behold,
What can I do to be different?
Make a big scene just to be heard?
Does that involve me being persistent?
Or are others simply born preferred?
I try to be noticed, steal the show,
But I know however bright I shine,
No matter how much I try to glow,
The glorious sky will never be mine.
I do like that poem, the only part that I would change is the forgotten and rotten, as I think rotten isn't a good description to use, but I couldn't think of anything else, and I thought it sounds OK. If you have any idea's on what I could use, please comment!
Thursday, 29 October 2009
More Nature
If you read my blog, you will know that my main theme is nature. Well, your in luck, I have another nature poem for you!
I will be writing more different themed poems though.
The Woods
As I walk through the woods,
A veil of carelessly draped dew conceals the trees,
I step on what seems to be an autmn aray,
But is infact just a pile of leaves.
Now I can hear,
The crunching of bracken, snapping under my feet,
Dull shreds of sunlight penetrate the heather,
It is here were beauty and nature meet.
I can see chalky trees,
Silhoutted against a cotton blanket sky,
Some trees are strong and triumphant,
When some are discreet and shy.
What's this I have discovered,
An enchanted lily pond, embracing the confetti leaves and rare flowers,
All so beautiful, proud of themselves,
Except one, who glides away and cowers.
I will update soon, but bye for now.
I will be writing more different themed poems though.
The Woods
As I walk through the woods,
A veil of carelessly draped dew conceals the trees,
I step on what seems to be an autmn aray,
But is infact just a pile of leaves.
Now I can hear,
The crunching of bracken, snapping under my feet,
Dull shreds of sunlight penetrate the heather,
It is here were beauty and nature meet.
I can see chalky trees,
Silhoutted against a cotton blanket sky,
Some trees are strong and triumphant,
When some are discreet and shy.
What's this I have discovered,
An enchanted lily pond, embracing the confetti leaves and rare flowers,
All so beautiful, proud of themselves,
Except one, who glides away and cowers.
I will update soon, but bye for now.
Friday, 23 October 2009
Half Term
Hey,
Half Term! I also found a poem I wrote a while ago, about my opinion that there must be bad to be good.
What is good and bad?
They are opposite sides of the scale,
One for instance, is when you win,
The other when you fail.
You may think that one is best,
But that isn't truly right,
It's like saying something is scary,
When you have never had a fright.
In my view,
There must be dark,
To compare to the light,
Otherwise we wouldn't know,
The difference of wrong and right.
I like this one, but it is a difficult subject to talk about, as I am trying to say, if there was no bad, there wouldn't be good to compare it to.
Sorry for not posting in a while, I just didn't want to post when I did have a poem to write!
Will update soon.
Half Term! I also found a poem I wrote a while ago, about my opinion that there must be bad to be good.
What is good and bad?
They are opposite sides of the scale,
One for instance, is when you win,
The other when you fail.
You may think that one is best,
But that isn't truly right,
It's like saying something is scary,
When you have never had a fright.
In my view,
There must be dark,
To compare to the light,
Otherwise we wouldn't know,
The difference of wrong and right.
I like this one, but it is a difficult subject to talk about, as I am trying to say, if there was no bad, there wouldn't be good to compare it to.
Sorry for not posting in a while, I just didn't want to post when I did have a poem to write!
Will update soon.
Wednesday, 14 October 2009
Sorry...
Sorry, I haven't updated for a while.
I have created a new contradiction poem, it's only short, definitley not a favourite, but it's okay:
Does it always seem to be,
Right when it's not?
Dark in the midday sun,
Cold when its hot?
What's going on?
I'm not too sure,
Afterwards is now before,
Time stays still,
The past goes on.
Basically it's about confusion. I like the fact that if you read it out load, towards the end it starts getting faster and more snappy.
Anyway, my story is getting along good! I won't reveal anymore until it's finished, then I will post the whole thing on here!
If you read any of my posts, please comment!
Until the next post,
Georgia
I have created a new contradiction poem, it's only short, definitley not a favourite, but it's okay:
Does it always seem to be,
Right when it's not?
Dark in the midday sun,
Cold when its hot?
What's going on?
I'm not too sure,
Afterwards is now before,
Time stays still,
The past goes on.
Basically it's about confusion. I like the fact that if you read it out load, towards the end it starts getting faster and more snappy.
Anyway, my story is getting along good! I won't reveal anymore until it's finished, then I will post the whole thing on here!
If you read any of my posts, please comment!
Until the next post,
Georgia
Tuesday, 6 October 2009
No real news...
Hey,
I have nothing really to talk about, just thought I would update.
My story is getting along good, have come up with some charachter names.
I don't have a clue what the girl will be called, so I will have to leave that blank for the meantime. But I know she will have a rabbit. Not quite sure why, but she will have a rabbit.
I think she will have one older brother, and one little sister. I am not 100%, this is just what I am thinking at the moment.
I am going to do it about normal life, but in each book (I am hoping to follow the story through different books) there will be one main situation which is the focus.
Well, I will get thinking again!
Bye for now!
I have nothing really to talk about, just thought I would update.
My story is getting along good, have come up with some charachter names.
I don't have a clue what the girl will be called, so I will have to leave that blank for the meantime. But I know she will have a rabbit. Not quite sure why, but she will have a rabbit.
I think she will have one older brother, and one little sister. I am not 100%, this is just what I am thinking at the moment.
I am going to do it about normal life, but in each book (I am hoping to follow the story through different books) there will be one main situation which is the focus.
Well, I will get thinking again!
Bye for now!
Monday, 5 October 2009
Story...
Hey,
So, I have gone off my story idea. It's just that I have no experience with being held at gunpoint (thank goodness). I was thinking something maybe not with a dramatic theme, just an everyday life, but with alot of humour. Then I could relate to the things that happen, and give my own take on it. No more poems have been wrote yet! Am working on it though, have a super hero theme in mind.
Anyway, for my book, I have this in mind for the first part:
'Not again. This truly has to be the worst part of a night out. I mean, aside from the fact that I have to return to my fun depriving family, but I always get caught. So before I enter my sanctuary of a bedroom via the window (that really needs to be cleaned) I pray to any god who is listening that my parents will have bought the whole 'homework' plot. Quietly as humanly possible, I creep through the window, that even my cat struggles to get through. SMASH. That would be my straightners, I left on the window, as you do. Mum walks in. That god has one weird sense of humor.'
Bye for now!
So, I have gone off my story idea. It's just that I have no experience with being held at gunpoint (thank goodness). I was thinking something maybe not with a dramatic theme, just an everyday life, but with alot of humour. Then I could relate to the things that happen, and give my own take on it. No more poems have been wrote yet! Am working on it though, have a super hero theme in mind.
Anyway, for my book, I have this in mind for the first part:
'Not again. This truly has to be the worst part of a night out. I mean, aside from the fact that I have to return to my fun depriving family, but I always get caught. So before I enter my sanctuary of a bedroom via the window (that really needs to be cleaned) I pray to any god who is listening that my parents will have bought the whole 'homework' plot. Quietly as humanly possible, I creep through the window, that even my cat struggles to get through. SMASH. That would be my straightners, I left on the window, as you do. Mum walks in. That god has one weird sense of humor.'
Bye for now!
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