Hi folks!
Here we are. This is our "public" space. Write here your poems, short stories and considerations.
We started with our "gut" responses to the question "What is poetry to you?" Please write your comments.
EXPRESSION OF THE SELF
NURTURING PRESENCE IN ONE’S EXISTENCE
INCAPABILITY OF KEEPING ONE’S HANDS STILL
INCAPABILITY OF REFRAINING FROM WRITING, FROM BEING
Go to google videos and look for "The Use of language in Poetry". Watch the video again and see if any of the words the poet says may still be of any help to sparkle your imagination! Then jot down the words that are meaningful to you as a potential writer.
A wonderful poem by Langston Hughes will certainly inspire us today.
Listen to it and then read it by yourself. What are dreams to you?
Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren filed
Frozen with snow
Now write your own poem. Follow the prompt as support and inspiration.
As I told you in class, there is nothing I will ask you to do that I won’t do myself (this is called coherence, isn’t it?). I cannot possibly ask you to share your feelings and opinions with the rest of the world (the NET), if I do not overcome my own fears and sense of pruderie (poetry is about intimacy, isn’t it?). So here is my poem.
Dreaming is the colour of silence stretching out into the universe of our existence
I feel it when I am with my loved ones, when I see a smiling face, when I feel I am needed
It sounds like the flowing of water and the rustling of evanescent leaves
When we live with dreaming
We fill our lives with meaning and purposeful joy
It tastes of icecream and fills my mouth with a creamy consistency
and I see it in my bed sheets
I dream of dreaming when I feel like drowning in my sorrow, wading in my fears, chocking in my powerlessness before life’s slashing injustices, life’s bitter insults, life’s maddening incongruities
And I hope that one day dreaming will save us all, will unite us in a world where barriers are made of cotton wool, anger made of cotton candy, weapons made of melting chocolate, evil made of soft mortar, pain made of sweet flowing water
The poems your wrote are really special, so please let other people possessed of the same passion for poetry as ours read them.
Poetry certainly expresses our identity. We will work on slam poetry too. I am growing passionate about it. Hope we will enjoy it together. I would love to share this wonderful slam poem with other students. I loved it so much because it speaks of me too. It is really intimate, it moves me to anger. As I told you in class, we are all angry in some way. Slam poets give vent to their anger through their performances. Instead of hitting someone’s face for the injustice they think they have had to withstand in life, they hit their victimizer with their words, with their poems and by doing this they raise an issue everybody can ponder on and benefit from.
LAUGHS are reassuring
LAUGHS are reassuring, comforting
are reassuring, comforting, warm
reassuring, comfroting, warm, nurturing
ADDICTION
We start with a laughter
we grow laughing
and hopefully we will end our existence with a great laughter of joy!
LIFE
LIFE is free
LIFE is free, strange
is free, strange, essential
free, strange, essential, unexpected
JOY
Silvia
FRIENDS
FRIENDS are amazing,
FRIENDS are amazing, trustworthy
are amazing, trustworthy, loyal
amazing, trustworthy, loyal, funny
LIFE
…Giovanna
music
music is moody
music is moody,sensitive
music is moody,sensitive,sympathetic
moody,sensitive,sympathetic,creative
life
DREAMING is the colour of your soul, it brightens it up like a rainbow.
I feel it when I think about my ideal world: it’s a dream, but it may become reality.
It souns like Sunday morning bells, when you see everything with some pink glasses: it’s your free day!
And many people think it is the only thing that makes you go through bad days.
When we live with DREAMS
we reach a place that’s impossible to describe, because it’s different for each one of us.
It tastes of kisses and hugs and I see it in my every-day stuff: everything can make you dream.
I dream of DREAMING when I imagine my future: I want to keep dreaming, or everything would be much harder. I wish I could change things and make them better. That’s my dream.
And I hope that one day DREAMING will come true, but not only for me. There are people I love and I’d love their dreams to come true even before mine.
DREAMING
Dreaming is the colour of ourselves, of kids
of our imagination
I feel it when I’m alone and full of joy
It sounds like music, like life
and many people think it is a waste of time
When we live with Dreaming
We’re able to break the rules
we’re ready to fight for our world
It tastes of peach and
it is as sweet as the warmth of the sun
and I see it in my heart
I dream of a dreaming when I
see my future further and further
impossible to realize
And I hope that one day Dreaming
will become the real world and not a pure illusion as lot of people think
Dreaming is life, it is what makes our hearts beat
DREAMING
DREAMING is the colour of life
without it everything would be grey
I feel it when I am sad and I think everything is against me
But when I start dreaming, everything becomes colorful
It sounds like being in a different world where I can’t help being happy
and many people think it is stupid, but thinking that is stupid
When we live with DREAMING
We are happier
And all our problems go away
It tastes of chocolate and sugar
Because dreaming is the sweetest thing in the world
and I see it in my mind in every moment I need something to uplift myself
I dream of DREAMING when I
am down, when sometimes the thought about problems
is stronger than the willingness of deaming
And I hope that one day MY DREAM
will come true: that everybody in the
world believes in their dreams.
FRIENDS
FREINDS are generous
FRIENDS are generous, sympathetic
are generous, sympathetic, always there for you
generous, sympathetic, always there for you, loyal
HELPING HANDS
Dreaming is the colour of life and peace! it brightens our days.
I feel it when i’m sad. I like sitting by myself and just think and dream. When i dream i fly in some other world far away from this one.
It sounds like living another life
and many people think it is stupid and a waste of time.
But…what’s the problem if i like dreaming?
When we live with Dreaming
We hope for a great future and we would like to think our troubles have vanished.
It tastes of sweets and hugs: the best things in the world!=)
and i see it in my everyday’s life: i always need huggs and sweets… they keep me going on like my dreams.
I dream of Dreaming when i’m feeling down. When something bad has happend and i hope it was only a nightmare.
And i hope that one day My Dreams will come true. Because i believe in my dreams…And i’m sure of one thing…I will NOT stop Dreaming!!!
…Giovanna
ENGLISH
My ENGLISH is my life, it is what I am but it’s almost what society wants. It’s a commercial way to get profit and spread a language.
ENGLISH is my alphabet, it’s my dream. it’s my <<linfa>> and it’s the only thing I’m able to understand when I don’t want to listen to anybody or anything. ENGLISH, ENGLISH makes me feel aliveand thanks to it I can express what I really want to say about everything without fear of being myself.
….STEFANIA
WHAT POEM’S NOT
A poem isn’t an art
but it can be coloured
a poem isn’t a blend of letters
but it’s a mix of deep emotions
a poem isn’t a waste of time
but it’s your freedom
a poem isn’t a stupid way of saying something
but it represents yourself, the way you’d like to be
a poem isn’t the product of a writer
but it’s the only thing that reminds us of our feelings
a poem isn’t a page of a diary full of homework
but it’s something that contains some of our happiest moments.
A poem isn’t ink on a white sheet of paper
but it’s like a monsoon
a poem isn’t a storm
but it’s life
a poem isn’t a film
but it’s your life
a poem isn’t rubbish
but it’s your Bible
……STEFANIA
WHO I AM, WHO I’M NOT
I’m too serious
I’m not a dreamer
I’m a fighter
I’m not a barbie
I’m a human being
I’m not a toy
I’m a teen with my feelings
I’m not a loser
I’m an opened mind
I’m not strick
I’m gold
I’m not a waste of time
I’m myself
I’m not a pumpit of the society
I’m too full of myself
I’m not a star
I’m who I want to be
I’m not who YOU want
I’m me, only me
I’m not a machine
I’m a shining moon
HAVE YOU HEARD ME? MORON!
… STEFANIA
CLASS 5CS
class 5cs is unique
class 5cs is unique,creative
is unique, creative, beaming,
creative, unique, beaming, bizarre
HAPPYNESS
….. STEFANIA
HOW I’M FOR MY FRIENDS
warm, stubborn, reliable, full of energy, positive,
adventerous, too serious
simple
nice hair-style, approachable, up-front
simple
sociable, out going
simple ton, nice
sociable
serious, shy, sweat
…. yeah this is how I am
….STEFANIA
posterei anchio ma nn trovo i fogli, appena li trovo posto
alex
Dreaming is the colour of my life
I feel it when I look out of my window
It sounds like the wind
And many people think
it is the only thing that every people would like to have
When we live with dreams
We have a beautiful day and a perfect life
It tastes of a big ice-cream and
I’m very happy when I taste it and
I see it in my heart
I dream of dreaming when
I’m sleeping in my bed or
I’m looking at a blank point
And I hope that one day dreams
will come true
….Elena
BROTHER
BROTHER is generous
BROTHER is generous, sympathetic
Is generous, sympathetic, good listener
Generous, sympathetic, good listener, fantastic
ALL