BrendaChhin

  "Poetry is emotion put into measure. The emotion must come by nature, but the measure can be acquired by art. " -**Thomas Hardy** ** 1. Revenge: You’ll never see it come by ** ** So deadly and sudden to the eyes Devious plans unknown to the victim ** Winter wonderland, a feeling of one ** ** Strong wind passes through naked branches hits the face, like a bunch of thorns ** Only you know from the inside So strong and locked in.
 * Write-off #1: **
 * 2. Cold:
 * 3. A Mother’s love: ** ** Something you can’t feel

Write off #2: ** **Our focu****s this time will be on describing things through the SENSES.** sets me for heaven, my body shivers as if I hit the lucky 7. ** **2. Taste of Freedom:** ** A taste where you can drown your fried chicken with hot sauce without your mother running a marathon. A taste where a frog can jump as high as it wants from pond to pond. A taste where I can have that first bite of a double-stacker of greatness. A taste where I can ride my bike on the street and leave it on the pavement. A taste where I can just be a menace without Ms. Jackins calling my mother every 5 minutes. ** **3. Feeling of water:** **It hits the skin blessing me so gracefully evaporates in seconds, cleanse of oneself, so emotionally
 * 1. Smell:** **Crisp, fresh, meaty aroma that fills the room up

Sonnets: What a flow The movement of my body flows calmly With the sun bright and the cool breezy wind The blood that runs through my veins so greatly is safely secured underneath thick-skin

A sound of laughter my way is so dead I look around to see dark figures that grin Surrounds us with skies become dark as lead fear of death in mind unknown misfortune

Towards me so heavily oh mighty god devious eyes sharp teeth wrinkled pale face appears to come closer my neck he gnawed a bite so painful my blood starts to race

Transformation dark demon out of grave the need of thick red blood is what I crave

Odes: I just love Bacon // Waking up to the thought Of the farmer's best product made The smell that goes through the nostrils Fantasizing that first crispy bite As I walk towards to it, what a sound I hear Sizzling on that hot pan, A sound of bullets piercing through the skin A feeling of warmth and satisfaction ready to be received Ima child ready to open a gift on Christmas eve Watching, waiting, wondering what will become of this insanity of obsession On how something so fattening fills my heart with blessings //

Memory poems: ** ** Day of knowing **

** Inhale the Sunday morning breeze, the day is a gift His love is stronger than anyone else and I know it by faith Words of one makes the soul reboost and feel alive Death was coming my way until my eyes were open to the things unseen Waves of hands are raised sky high until on toes Heal my heart and make it clean The people sing Multiple sounds of wonder and salvation Joy that runs down my face, left behind a drowning ocean taste Glorious be thy name, One way is through you, eternity I'm yours. **

**Emily Dickinson -I taste a liquor never brewed http://poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15389 This poem is about her surroundings and visuals of nature and what she is living life for. Comparing the life that has yet to be lived to a liquor that hasn't been brewed. In the poem, the author mentions, " I taste a liquor never brewed, From tankards scooped in pear." This line from the poem means that she tastes a liquor that never existed, meaning the liquor symbolizes something else, nature. Then  in the near future, you will get to experience that greatness in the liquor.

-A Bird came down the Walk http://poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/20949  In her poem, in many of Dickinson's poem, she has an extreme ability of illustrating the very strenuous issue in simple imagery of nature. I think that the bird resembles herself and how she is cut off from society. In the poem, the poet states that " A bird came down the walk: He did not know I saw; He bit an angle-worm in halves, And ate the fellow, raw."(First Stanza) A bird commits the violent act of biting a worm in half and eating it raw and violence that was seen by another in nature.The poem follows a loose ABCB rhyme scheme. 

- I'm Nobody! Who are you? http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15392 **

I enjoy this poem a lot. My interpretation on this poem is that being a nobody is a good thing and you will then find someone who is a nobody like you and you won't be public and known to the world."Then there's a pair of us? Don't tell! they'd advertise-you know!" Like being famous, everything you say or do, everyone knows. She likes to live a private life where nobody knows a lot about it and she like to live her life in general without others being on her case.

When writing poems, I am in the need to be inspired by my surroundings and get my thoughts in the process of writing a masterpiece that is meaningful to me and for it to be understood by others. Most of my poems that I write has been written about events that happened in my life or what I want in the near future, so when I read over it, I can remember it. And less of my poems are about random things, like hobbies, food, people, etc. I take risk in writing poems and as well as trying to avoid the urge of making lines sound too cliché. The poems I write follow an ABAB rhyme scheme. Starting as a young kid, I wrote poems that followed that scheme. For me writing a poem is to soothe the soul and to refresh one selves inner being.