Monday, October 24, 2011

Found Poem

She has no hair.
Her face droops because of the stress
This is the ninth time here this week.
He promises nine years
This disorder is a war.
Seeing this war won't end...

She needs to rest her head
If she had decided, she'd be a butterfly.
So she wouldn't have ever had to suffer like this.

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5 comments:

  1. d bowieOctober 25, 2011 at 7:55 AM

    wow! I loved this...i absolutely love the picture too:) great writing!

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  2. Sarah Richey WilliamsOctober 25, 2011 at 9:09 AM

    I am touched by this. Alot of greats lines in this and good picture.

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  3. AnonymousOctober 25, 2011 at 9:24 AM

    This is so sad! But I like it.
    Its deep.

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  4. effervescent laughterOctober 25, 2011 at 9:32 AM

    Oh my gosh this is so amazing and sad and my eyes are starting to tear up a little bit and the picture added so much to it too and I'm at a loss for words but I can't stop typing this is that amazing!!!!

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  5. NelsonOctober 29, 2011 at 10:58 AM

    Well, I'm glad someone got something out of the Found Poem assignment.

    You took a short, simple chapter from Speak about a girl's disdain for her teachers and turned it into a powerful poem about a little girl. And that picture that goes with it is absolutely heartbreaking.

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