joshua+melendez

"poetry is the doorway to the soul"

sonnet poem:

the cat in the hat is fat whats with that he likes thing one and thing two how about you the bats hates cats because the cats got gats if you had no clue then you are a fool you better get strapped the cat is back cats don't like kids because they make a mess if you are not goodie will take your snacks stop walking in your pi's and get dress if you don't like the cat just send him out he might fight back so bring a knife just cause make seeds that the cat eats and it might sprout he might hit you in the face but don't fuse God damn i really like cat in the hat his a true thug and really cats got gats

ode poem:

my grandfathers hands can make dreams come true a mind set that can confuse me and you he's a true man he worked until the horizon line and the sun became one there were no sick days for him cuz he didn't want to be wrapped in warm bed sheets and fed chicken noodle soup he didn't want to be taken cared of he wanted to take care of his family the best way he could he makes jokes that could even make skeletons laugh their jaws will clack it will remind him…

"raised by" poem

I was raised by You better iron your Shirt type of women

By if you don’t Clean up after your Self, I’m gonna Beat you type of women

By a spokes men Who said true men respect women And don’t beat women Type of women

By you make your own breakfast I anit doing anything Type women

By you don’t need No women to take care of you Type of women

I was raised by a single mother

Poem of my choice: my own poem

You’re something like a sunset soothing and all when you move it’s beautiful

Remember when I asked you why you were so different?

You said “While everyone else was getting bed time stories I got lessons about the Haitian Revolution When night sparkled three weeks straight Cause slaves got tired of smelling funky Hemp clothes ripped into shreds Every time they got beat with bloody fists and whips They couldn’t take it any more so they burned it all down Flames dancing like freedom I was taught to be independent”

See I admire you And all those women Who switch just because they think its fun And wear baggy clothes most days since us boys theses days don’t know how to tell a girl with a flag pole spine that she looks beautiful

how about you come hither You bundle of independence Lets make love tonight as if there will be no tomorrow Because honestly I want to go to work one day With love scars So when people ask me what happened I’ll Tell them I was in a war zone last night My bed was a battlefield We kept going until we blacked out We had a hell of a time last night

when I’m older, I hope to sow a seed into your womb we’ll make a garden together Our kids will Sprout with the words liberty Tattooed across their finger tips So when people notice them They’ll know that they come from a bloodline That will lead back to Dolores Huerta, Lolita Lebron and Pedro Campos Political activists

Our kids will make a difference They will teach teachers that success is not Just getting paid but working to change lives

they’ll have kids surrounding council tables with fingers drenched in paint legos laid out they’ll play for thirty minutes until that red school bell rings then they’ll get serious using tables and index fingers to make blue prints for future schools, and community centers the models will be made out of legos so they can color code it before they even start building the real thing

Do you remember when you asked me “what would I say to a girl like you?”

I have an answer now

2 things

1.you look beautiful when your hairs in a bun and you wear loose cloths cause you hate tights I mean you like to be free

2. don’t be afraid to let your personality bounce off your hips when you switch let people know that your not always serious show them that you look like a sunset

3. I started off with a simile and metaphor because I wanted to catch the audience attention as soon as I started. Throughout the poem I wanted to keep it conversational. That’s how I probably keep the audiences attention the most because since I made it into a conversation poem people listened more close to what I said. Which leads me to why I had added, this stanza below:

You said “While everyone else was getting bed time stories I got lessons about the Haitian Revolution When night sparkled three weeks straight Cause slaves got tired of smelling funky Hemp clothes ripped into shreds Every time they got beat with bloody fists and whips They couldn’t take it any more so they burned it all down Flames dancing like freedom I was taught to be independent”

This line is a story and in conversations people love to hear stories, so that’s why I added this stanza and other stanzas like this. The structure of the poem doesn’t have a line length. I repeat the word independence because I wanted that word to stick out. The tone of this poem is happy and love because I talk about future kids, love, and how independent women should be appreciated more.

Wild Nights – Wild Nights! (249) by [|Emily Dickinson]

Wild Nights – Wild Nights! Were I with thee Wild Nights should be <span style="font-family: verdana,arial,'lucida sans',helvetica,geneva,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Our luxury!

<span style="font-family: verdana,arial,'lucida sans',helvetica,geneva,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Futile – the winds – To a heart in port – Done with the compass – Done with the chart!

<span style="font-family: verdana,arial,'lucida sans',helvetica,geneva,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Rowing in Eden – Ah, the sea! Might I moor – Tonight – In thee!

In the poem it say, “Rowing in Eden” and Eden is a place where Adam and Eve had lived when they were created. It also shows that use that from time to time people have to go places just to have some time to their self’s. That way people can have a time when they don’t have to worry about any thing. In other words being at peace for a certain amount of time. It also proves that people do need time to there self’s, so people don’t always have to feel under pressure all the time. Most of the stanzas are short and have exclamation points at the end more some of the stanzas. Which means that the poet wanted to make those lines stick out compared to all the other lines. The lines that have exclamation points all kind of have to do with the place that makes the poet feel free and not pressured by anything. The words “Wild Nights” are repeated in the first stanza because the poet wanted to make sure that people knew that she was having a good time.

code Down on your knees, Achilles. Farther down. Now forward on your hands and put your face into the dirt, And scrub it to and fro. Grief has you by the hair with one And with the forceps of its other hand Uses your mouth to trowel the dogshit up; Watches you lift your arms to Heaven; and then Pounces and screws your nose into the filth. Gods have plucked drawstrings from your head, And from the templates of your upper lip Modelled their bows. Not now. Not since Your grieving reaches out and pistol-whips That envied face, until Frightened to bear your black, backbreaking agony alone, You sank, throat back, thrown back, your voice Thrown out across the sea to reach your Source.
 * <span class="TITLE" style="color: #cc6600; font-family: verdana,arial,'lucida sans',helvetica,geneva,sans-serif; font-size: medium;">//War Music// [Down on your knees, Achilles] ||||  ||
 * by <span style="color: #336699; font-family: verdana,arial,'lucida sans',helvetica,geneva,sans-serif; font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none;">[|Christopher Logue] ||

code ||

When people make a mess of thing is there job to clean it up. Which the this line “Grief has you by the hair with one And with the forceps of its other hand Uses your mouth to trowel the dogshit up” mainly, says. This poem also tells use that everyone makes mistakes but it depends on how people want to fix it. If people don’t learn from their mistakes then people will keep make the same mistake, and they will not know how to handle certain obstacles because they didn’t how to avoid making the same mistake. The tone is anger because the poet is telling people something people just don’t listen. There isn’t any line length in this poem but it does have enjambments parts in it. The word “Grief” is repeated throughout the poem. It shows people that the poet wanted people to know that “Grief” will haunt them if they don’t fix their mistakes. The structure of the poem doesn’t really have a line length in each stanza. The first seven words have commas and periods in it, which shows that the poet wanted theses words to standout. The poem flows smoothly because it stays on the same topic and if it does go off topic the poet still found a way to bring it back.

code I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear, Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong, The carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam, The mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work, The boatman singing what belongs to him in his boat, the deckhand singing on the steamboat deck, The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the hatter singing as he stands, The wood-cutter's song, the ploughboy's on his way in the morning, or    at noon intermission or at sundown, The delicious singing of the mother, or of the young wife at work, or of    the girl sewing or washing, Each singing what belongs to him or her and to none else, The day what belongs to the day—at night the party of young fellows, robust, friendly, Singing with open mouths their strong melodious songs code ||
 * <span class="TITLE" style="color: #cc6600; font-family: verdana,arial,'lucida sans',helvetica,geneva,sans-serif; font-size: medium;">I Hear America Singing ||||  ||
 * by <span style="color: #336699; font-family: verdana,arial,'lucida sans',helvetica,geneva,sans-serif; font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none;">[|Walt Whitman] ||

The citizens of America make up Americas voice. This poem is saying that everyone has a part to contribute to America. Even if it is just something small, the thing is people don’t think what they say can make a difference. Some people even think what they have to say doesn’t really matter and isn’t worth saying. This is the point the poet wanted to get across to the readers. In the poem it’s opposite is, “The day what belongs to the day—at night the party of young fellows”. This opposite is there to show that during the day people don’t share what they have to say but at the end of the day or at night people are not afraid to say what they want. There is no line length of the poem but at the end of most of the lines there is a comma. Which means that the poet wanted to let those lines to be heard, and it also shows that he wanted to take his time on those lines. The tone of this poem is happy because it repeats the word “singing. Most times when people sing its because they are happy or they just want to be heard. The poem doesn’t follow a specific type of format because the poet wanted to show people different points of views of people speaking.