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I prefer OPEN THE DOOR CLOSE THE DOOR I AM SO CONFFUUSEEDD but you guys can read this anyway.

My Ode

Eyes forever you are here Full of sightless color only I can see Dark but bright and amazing as could be Forgive me for wanting to trade No blue, green, or hazel eye Could ever compare to the beauty My eyes are like black pearls Like the romantic night dinner Or the glistening night sky My eyes are perfect.

DUDES AND DUDDETS MORE TO COME YA HEARD MEH!!!!!

My Sonnet

A-Simply as the days pass without you here B-Loving you is the pain I'm in sadly A-Ashamed because you left of my cold fear B-I tried to be sane but it came badly C-My heart regrets and my sad soul cries D-Ran away I did from you without sense C-But you'll be back and I know with no lie D-I will never forget and have my red heart rinsed E-Your presence takes me on a trip through love F-I know you need me and I need you now E-The beginning of time when we first loved F-My wife, my marriage, my family no clouds G-A future with you could never be bad G-All I want is love so I won't be sad

My Ghazal

Keep to your own life, why do you hurt me? My heart has fallen in love what has fallen to thee? In the center of me, whom God made from nothing There is a subtle point that no one person can see.

Until her lips fulfill my lips like a treat From all the worldly advice I must flee. The beggar of your home, of the seven heavens has no meet A prisoner of your love, from both worlds is thus free.

Though my drunkenness has brought forth my ruin My essence is flourished by paying that harsh fee. O heart for the pain and injustice of love do not plead For this is your lot from the justice of eternity.

Artist Statement

My style of writing poems has to with love mostly as you can see. Maybe a girl or my future with a family. I don't understand why most of my poems are about that whether happy or sad. When I was younger I did always hang out with women mostly so as I grew up I realized I related to women more than actual men. I currently have more female friends than men because my behavior sometimes takes the characteristics of an emotional women. So as I grew up when I've dealt with relationship I winded up taking the bad and good consequences very seriously and to the heart. So since I'm always so emotional then I figure thats why my poems always come out so emotional.

Poet:Gwendolyn Brooks

Poem #1

code They eat beans mostly, this old yellow pair. Dinner is a casual affair. Plain chipware on a plain and creaking wood, Tin flatware.

Two who are Mostly Good. Two who have lived their day, But keep on putting on their clothes And putting things away.

And remembering. . . Remembering, with twinklings and twinges, As they lean over the beans in their rented back room that is full of beads and receipts and dolls and cloths, tobacco crumbs, vases and fringes.

Poem #2

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The Mother

Abortions will not let you forget. You remember the children you got that you did not get, The damp small pulps with a little or with no hair, The singers and workers that never handled the air. You will never neglect or beat Them, or silence or buy with a sweet. You will never wind up the sucking-thumb Or scuttle off ghosts that come. You will never leave them, controlling your luscious sigh, Return for a snack of them, with gobbling mother-eye.

I have heard in the voices of the wind the voices of my dim killed children. I have contracted. I have eased My dim dears at the breasts they could never suck. I have said, Sweets, if I sinned, if I seized Your luck And your lives from your unfinished reach, If I stole your births and your names, Your straight baby tears and your games, Your stilted or lovely loves, your tumults, your marriages, aches, and your deaths, If I poisoned the beginnings of your breaths, Believe that even in my deliberateness I was not deliberate. Though why should I whine, Whine that the crime was other than mine?-- Since anyhow you are dead. Or rather, or instead, You were never made. But that too, I am afraid, Is faulty: oh, what shall I say, how is the truth to be said? You were born, you had body, you died. It is just that you never giggled or planned or cried.

Believe me, I loved you all. Believe me, I knew you, though faintly, and I loved, I loved you

All.

Poem # 3

The Sonnet-Ballad

Oh mother, mother, where is happiness? code They took my lover's tallness off to war, Left me lamenting. Now I cannot guess What I can use an empty heart-cup for. He won't be coming back here any more. Some day the war will end, but, oh, I knew When he went walking grandly out that door That my sweet love would have to be untrue. Would have to be untrue. Would have to court Coquettish death, whose impudent and strange Possessive arms and beauty (of a sort) Can make a hard man hesitate--and change. And he will be the one to stammer, "Yes." Oh mother, mother, where is happiness? code Poet Analysis 1:

From the third poem "Oh mother, Mother, where is happiness" I am going to analyze lines 1, 4-7, and 11. In line one " They took my lover's tallness off to war" I see her as saying they took away her husband or boyfriend that she was in love with. In lines 4-7 " He won't be coming back here anymore. Someday the war will end, but oh, I knew When he went walking grandly out that door That my sweet love would have to be untrue." by this she is saying that the man she knew that went off to war is gone forever however the man will come back but completely changed which relates to line 11 when she says that "Possessive arms and beauty can make a hard man hesitate." which means war will change him and even if the person doesn't die the man she knew will be killed by war, and their love will be no more.

Poet Analysis 2:

From the poem "The Mother" its obvious what the poem is about because the first line says it "You will not forget the abortion". The poem is explaining the utter most fact that you will never forget the as Gwen calls it a "sin" in line 14. In line 3 it gives definition of what a baby looks like giving you a visual picture of what you have given up. From the poem and the area time that Gwen was born family in African American family's was very important so an abortion was completely wrong and against God because it is murder of a living human being. I can see why she feels this is important because even today so many young people killing babies and even the older.

Poet Analysis 3:

From the poem "The Bean Eaters" I am going to analyze the entire poem. In the poem it is talking about the ordinary dinner of beans all the time, but the dinner is always special from line 2 "Dinner is a casual affair". With the regular bean dinner also comes the memories of the past and good days from line 10 "Remembering the twinkles and twinges." they have lived their lives and now as they it over their bean dinners n live their now average uneventful lives they remember how they have lived their past eventful lives and had so much fun.

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