no more reading in literature class about a little girl named Heidi who tended goats--now onto higher things such as a man who bleached himself into invisibility and madness, and another story about a man who turned into a beetle--WHAAAT?
Here's my finished poem...
Can you see the Monster?
Its eyes are two black shipwrecks—
Its tongue is one blue wave
It rolls on without ceasing
Take all that you can save
It heeds no lonely lighthouse
To stand you must be brave
A child’s wail
Heard through the gale
The sailors quake in fear
Their doom is coming near
The water swirls
It twists and curls
And then…without a word
The wind drops
The storm stops
Gull’s voices now are crying
The frothy foam is drying
At last the sand is eaten
The final shore is beaten
Did you see the monster?
5 comments:
This is Meredith's blog, right? Meredith, do you remember me--Lori Redman? I'm first cousins with your mom. That poem is really awesome! Good job! I have a blog too--visit me sometime at loreos.blogspot.com. :)
yup, I know who you are...someday I'll have to make the trek out west to see y'all, meanwhile, blogging will have to suffice ;)
I have to ditto what she said. Nice job on the poem.
Meredith! I didn't read that weird beetle story 'till I was in college! Way to do some advanced reading. And Melissa read that for college last year and wrote a killer paper on it if you want to plagiarize:)
i've had enough of H.G. Wells for now. if i HAVE to read his works, i suppose i could. but he's just freaky. i wonder what went on in his mind.
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