As I sat today trying to get the motivation to write yet another poem for Creative Writing class...I needed to focus. I needed to get in poetry mode...I needed to get inspired. So I went to google and I found my favorite poem, and I proceeded to read it over and over again, each time falling more in love with the beauty of the words (Sounds corny, I know, but it's the truth). I admit that the first time I ever heard this poem was actually on an episode of Baywatch. C.J. (Pamela Anderson) was "kidnapped" by her masked stalker, creating a Phantom of the Opera vibe. He read her poetry, she fell in love with him, and then he died. Such a good storyline...So anyway, when I heard him read this poem on the show, it instantly become my favorite.
Annabel Lee by Edgar Allen Poe
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;--
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
She was a child and I was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea,
But we loved with a love that was more than love--
I and my Annabel Lee--
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud by night
Chilling my Annabel Lee;
So that her high-born kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,
Went envying her and me:--
Yes! that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of a cloud, chilling
And killing my Annabel Lee.
But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we--
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in Heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee:--
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I see the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,
In her sepulchre there by the sea--
In her tomb by the side of the sea.
So after about an hour of thinking and brainstorming I finally began to write. I wrote...and wrote...and wrote...until I was finished with my poem. Then I rearranged and changed some things in order to incorporate all of the five components of poetry into my work (Don't even ask...it's stupid poetry stuff...). I am not completely pleased with the final result because let's face it, my poetry sucks. But here it goes anyway...my sad excuse for a poem...Not even remotely resembling the brilliance of Edgar Allen Poe...
The Rainbow
Fire burning in my soul, a happy heart
To have and hold. Abundance of passion for all mankind –
Red. The color that I call mine
Fascination frees my imprisoned
Mind (creative waves I cannot hide)
Through my skin determination shines –
Orange. The color that I call mine
Living life like I’ll die today: “Just be happy”
That’s what I say! Never a need to ever whine –
Yellow. The color that I call mine
Plant a seed. Watch it grow. Change
Your age, but never get old
You may be impatient, but don’t step out of line –
Green. The color that I call mine
Father. Son. Holy Ghost. Helping those who need
Help the most. If I fall down, HE’s not far behind –
Blue. The color that I call mine
Mysterious eyes that watch and glow, Mine
(The secret you’ll never know)
Magic ways with sweet sublime –
Purple. The color that I call mine
So I know that some of you may be worried that this blog is going to turn into my personal poetry journal. But don't worry. It's not. Because as soon as I write the two more required poems I am done with poetry! (At least until the next college class that requires me to write it....) Man, that sucks.
Hating school, but loving life :)
Katherine
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2 comments:
'annabel lee' is truly a wonderful poem. i really love a lot of poe's works and, like you said, it's just fascinating how melodious he can make the words sound.
contrary to your belief, i actually think that your poem is quite good :). i really liked the way you related the colors to the objects and ideas; it all fit really well together, i thought. so hopefully you're happy with the way it turned out ... and hopefully you'll get a good grade on it too :-D.
Well we all can't be as melancholy or disheartening as Poe but your poem says a lot about you. And that's not bad. Usually poems either say something about the author or have a subliminal message that means something important. Either way...good job sibby.
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