A Winter Walk

Mrs. Schoenburn walked alone, as she often did. She was an old woman who had seen many years as was evident by the way in which she walked with a hunch. Not knowing whether from age, the cold winter walk her to her home, or the guilt she carried upon her back like a heavy rucksack. The ghosts of her past float about the dark night. The whistle of the wind and the rustle of the trees scream their enmity. Mrs. Schoenburn pulls her bag closer, her coat tighter as she faces the bitterness of yet another winter walk.

-Sunnee C.

Song Lyrics and Poetry

"Bella Luna" Jason Mraz

 

Mystery the moon
A hole in the sky
A supernatural nightlight
So full but often right
A pair of eyes, a closin' one,
A chosen child of golden sun
A marble dog that chases cars
To farthest reaches of the beach and far beyond into the swimming sea of stars

A cosmic fish they love to kiss
They're giving birth to constellation
No riffs and oh, no reservation.
If they should fall you get a wish or dedication
May I suggest you get the best
For nothing less than you and I
Let's take a chance as this romance is rising over before we lose the lighting
Oh bella bella please
Bella you beautiful luna
Oh bella do what you do
Do do do do do

You are an illuminating anchor
Of leagues to infinite number
Crashing waves and breaking thunder
Tiding the ebb and flows of hunger
You're dancing naked there for me
You expose all memory
You make the most of boundary
You're the ghost of royalty imposing love
You are the queen and king combining everything
Intertwining like a ring around the finger of a girl
I'm just a singer, you're the world
All I can bring ya
Is the language of a lover
Bella luna, my beautiful, beautiful moon
How you swoon me like no other

May I suggest you get the best
Of your wish may I insist
That no contest for little you or smaller I
A larger chance happened, all them they lie
On the rise, on the brink of our lives
Bella please
Bella you beautiful luna
Oh bella do what you do
Bella luna, my beautiful, beautiful moon
How you swoon me like no other, oh oh oh

 

Bella Luna qualifies as a poem not only due to the fact that it rhymes, but it also uses metaphor ("you are an illuminating anchor of leagues to infinite number"), personification ("a marble dog that chases cars/a cosmic fish they love to kiss."), symbolism(the beautiful moon describing his love and adoration), and parallelism("You expose all memory/You make the most of boundary/You're the ghost of royalty imposing love"). I believe Jason Mraz not only created a beautiful song but also created a wonderful poem.

Anthology Poem

"Late Ripeness" by Czeslaw Milosz

I chose this poem for my anthology because It represents some feelings that I am currently living with and a resolution I hope to come to as well, but hopefully not too "late".

Metahpors

Failure is a broken back.
Dissapointment is a black hole.

I have been Berenger when my friends began partying.
I have been Berenger when high-waisted jeans came back into style.