Villanelle

Finally, let's do this, homecoming night has come
Such a long week I feel we have been trapped in school
Here we go, let's party, homecoming night has come

Football game tonight will be such a blast I'm pumped
After that I'll go home, lame I know, sleep i need
Here we go, let's party, homecoming night has come

Marching in the parade, I dont think that is fun
Luckily, I get to, ride in a sweet new car
Finally, let's do this, homecoming night has come

One more day til the dance, getting pumped, getting stoked
Looking good in my tux, top hat and vest for sure
Here we go, let's party, homecoming night has come

One more day, almost there, we're so close, hurry up
Few more hours, then we're done, get through it, then have fun
Finally, let's do this, homecoming night has come
Here we go, let's party homecoming night has come

Metrical Breaks and Line Variations

Oh why do i need so much sleep
If only i could go so deep
In just an hour and then I'd be
Well rested

I used iambic tetrameter for my poem and then i just used a 3 syllable line for the end. I think it kind of feels like finally falling asleep after trying to fall asleep for awhile and thinking about how I should be getting more sleep. I've had this thought many times with myself as I'm laying in bed trying to go to sleep but not because I'm thinking about it too much.

This is my last homework today
Once I'm done I'm home to stay
I can't believe it's here, today
Now I go to home to lay
I need to sleep at least 9 hours
Something else to write, Flowers

I used iambic tetrameter for the first, third, and fifth lines, and I used a variation of trochaic tetrameter for the other lines. They kind of switch off to give a slightly different feel to each line so you have to alternate how you say the lines as they switch. As you can tell, I'm pretty tired as this is a major theme in these poems.

Tanka:
The cold car awaits
I get in and turn the key
The engine heats up
I feel the warmth on my skin
As the heater starts up

Poem 2:
The cold car awaits and i get in
I turn the key and the engine starts
I feel the warmth run across my skin
As the heater starts, warm air flows out

Poem 3:
The cold awaits me in my car
I turn the key, the engine starts
I feel the warmth against my skin
The heater starts, I settle in

Poem 4:
My car sits there cold and frozen
Key turns, hoping, that engine starts
Warmth runs across my skin so nice
Heater starts up warm air flows out

Poem 5:
Can't wait for my heater while walking from my house
To the car, in the car, turning key, starts right up
Heater starts, smiling i let it wash over me
Warmth fills me, I'm ready, let's go, I drive away

Poem 6:
I walk out of my house and I go to my car
I get in, turn the key, engine starts and I'm off
I get cold, start the heater and warmth fills the car
On my way, go to school, learn some stuff and then home

My favorite version of this poem is number 6. I can read through it and easily find the meter right away. Also, I really like the sound of the diddy DUM of anapests and I think that it is the easiest form to write in. The other poems are pretty good but I felt like I kind of fudged the syllables on a few of them and the anapest poem sounds the most natural to me without fudging any syllables.

Anapestic Tetrameter

In the cold, in the heat, in the storm, in the rain
I can't think of a rhyme man this is such a pain
This should not be that hard but it's proving quite hard
What is there to write of when i'm not a bard
The white page that i write on is not lending clues
As to what i can write of i'm getting the blues
Luckily I only have one line left to go
So goodbye and farewell and adieu, adios

Trochaic Tetrameter

Writing poems can be so hard
8 syllables in every line
What luck, it doesn't have to rhyme
I can say whatever I want
I can write about Thanksgiving
Or possibly something cooler
I think I'll wrap this poem up
And end with a rhyme, Seven Up

The Sea

A Sonnet, By Me:

The birds along the waterfront all sing

Their songs can't be compared to anything

I listen well as I go on my way

How I wish I could simply sit and stay

The sun is bright, the sea is calm, i live

The day is short, the night is cold, i give

My soul to it, the restful peace, the sea

That harsh mistress, that will not give to me

Next day, I take, a simple boat upstream

The wash from waves, swirls slow, i watch it gleam

The forest reaches high above my boat

It looks on me as if to laugh and gloat

I take its hint, and turn my boat sadly

But really i return to sea gladly

Blogging about blogging

I have only blogged a few times before and that was like 2 years ago so I'm not really used to writing on a blog regularly. I think it will be a good outlet to just write about whatever I want or whatever the prompt is. Blog is a funny word, it doesn't seem like a way to express creativity through the internet, it sounds like a blob of something. That's besides the point, I'm pumped to blog and I think it will be a great semester in this class.