Tuesday, October 22, 2013

The name of that flower


The name of that flower
(a poetic response to "Sound of Hollyhocks"by H. Garner)

Those lovely flowers
Blossom in the summer
They are familiar like an old friend of me
But I don’t know their names
They are dancing in the wind
They are singing in the wind
Seems like nothing has bothered them
I turn my back to them and decide to walk away
Then they call me
They sound like the first time you talked to me

Those withered flowers
Dead after the summer
They are unfamiliar like a stranger
But I know who they are
They are swaying in the wind
They are sighing in the wind
Seems like their lives have come to an end
I walk toward them and stare at them
Then I see you
Like the last time I saw you
Hanging in the room
Hopeless and painful

Just like this
You have vanished from this world
Passed away like those dead flowers
I keep watching at them
Thinking about one thing
What is the name of that flower?

7 comments:

  1. Hey I really liked the poem! The atmosphere of the poem is really good and the last sentence was very emotional. It reminds me of certain stuff we wrote before, but I'm sure none of that has to do with this... XD anyways, I think you did an awesome job on the descriptive parts and you conveyed the emotion really clearly. Keep up the good work! I think you should really write more!

    -A.Z.

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    1. By the way, that was a comment from the Block C English class.
      Hope that's okay! :D

      -A.Z.

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  2. I'm sure you work hard on this poem, GJ!

    Comment from I.S

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  3. I really like how you described the hollyhocks with full of emotion, I enjoyed reading it XD

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  4. I especially like the contrast of the first two stanzas XD The difference really led me to a deeper thinking about the friendship between Bill and Wilf, as well as the thoughts Wilf would have after Bill's death. And the last question referred back to the topic. I like it!
    ZC

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  5. I like this part - "Those withered flowers.Dead after the summer.They are unfamiliar like a stranger." I think this part is alliterative.

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