Rondel+C.

"Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash." ~Leonard Cohen

Memory Poem

I was weary and the morning was cold. I was really groggy and felt really old. Walking to the store was quite a fight Especially since it wasn't really bright. I hate the winter because of the freeze The wind is way worst then a little breeze. The snow gets into my shoes and wets my socks It's really hard to walk down my block I finally conquered the mounds of snow and I got to store To only find out that there was no one here.

Ode- about everyday things

Ode to the protection on my feet As I step they say hello to the ground These new kicks everyone want They're so comfortable They're like a bed on my feet But me ignorant not knowing what had happened for these to e made. Made at the expense of little children who work in sweatshops Who have to give their blood, sweat, and tears at the age of 8 And I just lounge around expecting everything to come to me. But who cares I have these nice sneakers right? And technically by buying these I'm helping them So ode to the comfortable bed on my feet.

"Summer Days"

First Line is from Daniel Beaty's poem Knock Knock

Knock Knock That is what I hear everyday around 2 o'clock on the red wooden door The sound is my liberty, my freedom from the prison that held me This was my break time only I didnt have to return in half an hour At this time of day I turned into a cat, my curiosity had preceded me Knock Knock was the sound that I looked forward to everyday That sound resonating in my head Like a bell The feeling sinks in like water in dry soil. When a hear that sound a smile spreads across my face I never know what's in store for today But every time I step outside I feel the summer heat on my skin So we walk going Knock Knock to give other the same feeling

I was raised by...

I was raised by a you might get it be good until I get back dont break anything kind of mother. I was raised by a im taking a nap don't bother me unless it's important kind of mother. I was raised by a don't go in the street stay on the block come in before it gets dark kind of mother. I was raised by a respect your elders don't talk back to your teachers I better not get a phone call kind of mother. I was raised by a do you homework Study for your test get good grades kind of mother. I was raised by a eat your vegetables you will sit there all night kind of mother. I was raised by a don't be up all night watching tv you better be in bed when I get home kind of mother. I was raised by a do your chores if you want to go out I'll check to see if you did it kind of mother. I was raised by a are you hungry do you want me to make you something I love you kind of mother.

Sonnet

Sunday is the days when I do homework I don't really want to but it has to Get done when I finish I like to smirk Because I get it done before it's due I shouldn't wait until the last minute Procrastination can't be that bad right It doesn't change my grade that much can it I know I shouldn't do it I'm really bright It's a bad habit that I need to kick My conscience tells me that I shouldn't stop It can be the reason why you aren't picked But if I stop I can be on the top Hmmm what should I do about this bad thing To stop this habit I should do something

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My poetry is based on my personal experiences. I wrote poems, they all are written with different styles of poetry. At first I got off to a rough start

Bill Collins