I just got my official Scholastic award diplomas this week!!!! it was amazing 🙂
Apology for not posting…
here is the poem: it is one that I submitted to the awards, which unfortunately was not awarded anything….oh god….I can’t go into all that all over agian….the pain….the searing pain of loss and realization and heavy disappointment all at once!
sorry for the over dramatic touch, I guess I’ve had a silly day.
OH! my story!
today I walked out of school to take the public bus home, when, to my surprise, I saw that the street had been newly paved. “Golly!” I thought excitedly “now It won’t feel like I’m stuck on some unfinished road in Nebraska when we come to school in the morning!”.
In an attempt at sarcasm, I got to the end of the street, rolling my wheeled backpack to and fro over the cement and said, dumbfounded “IT’S A ROAD!” as if to say ” ITS AN ACTUAL ROAD NOW, CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? BEFORE, IT WAS JUST POTHOLES!” . But of course, silly me, I didn’t say that. I soon realized how loony I sounded. To make it worse a lady who was passing by gave me the strangest look as she went past me and it was hard not to have a laugh attack after she left!
and here is the poem, seriously this time:
at the television we sit
a bayou watch
towers above heaven like a storm cloud
juxtaposing the atmosphere of earth with the falling rain
the sunrays sighing
and a dripping drain
the bayou watch
sitting, quietly, sucking his thumbs
crying for attention
he hogs up your electricity bill
and you throw him out.
nervously you are sucking your own thumbs
unaware of your deprivation.
Copyright 2013 Golden Star Poetry