Jay+Smith

"Poetry is what gets lost in translation" Robert frost

My Poetry

A Ode to those who are Lost

From right in front of you to lost without you there to love you then destroy you. There what you need but you’re not what they want barley seen but always there no more memories only prayers maybe I’ll see you again but that day will be the end some say it better to love and lost but how do you find what’s truly lost. If I could cry maybe the tears would cleanse my soul, but instead my heart only carries a hole.

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Spongebob Squarepants Sonnet

Who lives in a pineapple in the sea Spongebob Squarepants lives there under the sea

Spongebob Squarepants lives under the ocean Spongebob has a snail that is names Gary Spongebob wishes his last name was hoeschen There is also a lobster named Larry

Squidward lives next door to Spongebob Squarepants Next to Squidward Tentacles is Patrick To blow his bubbles he made up a dance Patrick got mad because his names not Rick

Mr. Krabs owns the Krusty Krab food place The Krabby Patty was created there Squidward has a giant nose on his face Squidward is bald because he has no hair

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Statements about my Poems

My poetry comes from my heart. I spend much of my free time thinking of ways to improve my poetry. I really enjoy poetry. I think it sooths the soul. I try to aspire to become a great poet so that someday I will inspire a young or old person into doing something positive for the community. I think that poetry is the best form of expression. It allows you to be creative and true to yourself. I wish that one day everyone would feel the way I do about poetry. Maybe one day…

Three Poems by Emily Dickinson

//A Man may make a Remark//

A Man may make a Remark— In itself—a quiet thing That may furnish the Fuse unto a Spark In dormant nature—lain—

Let us deport—with skill— Let us discourse—with care— Powder exists in Charcoal— Before it exists in Fire.

- // Because I could not stop for death // Because I could not stop for Death – He kindly stopped for me – The Carriage held but just Ourselves – And Immortality.

We slowly drove – He knew no haste And I had put away My labor and my leisure too, For His Civility –

We passed the School, where Children strove At Recess – in the Ring – We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain – We passed the Setting Sun –

Or rather – He passed us – The Dews drew quivering and chill – For only Gossamer, my Gown – My Tippet – only Tulle –

We paused before a House that seemed A Swelling of the Ground – The Roof was scarcely visible – The Cornice – in the Ground –

Since then – 'tis Centuries – and yet Feels shorter than the Day I first surmised the Horses' Heads Were toward Eternity –

// Come Slowly Eden // Come slowly—Eden Lips unused to Thee— Bashful—sip thy Jessamines As the fainting Bee—

Reaching late his flower, Round her chamber hums— Counts his nectars— Enters—and is lost in Balms.

Analysis on Emily Dickinson’s three poems:

Emily Dickinson is a very creative poet. She uses attention grabbing titles like //Because I could not stop for Death//. She likes to use word that make you think like one of my favorite lines from //A Man may make a Remark,// “Powder exists in Charcoal/Before it exists in Fire.” This is a very interesting choice of words because it is not everyday you hear someone make you think about fire. The poem //Because I could not stop for Death// is talking about living forever. One line from the poem is “Because I could not stop for Death/He kindly stopped for me/The Carriage held but just Ourselves/And Immortality.” This is saying how you can live forever through the words that you write down and the inspiration you send to other people. //Come Slowly Eden// is my third poem from Emily Dickinson. This poems seems to be talking about a man from the stanza Reaching late his flower/Round her chamber hums/Counts his nectars/Enters—and is lost in Balms.” It is probably referring to a lover she had or a close family member. All in all Emily Dickinson is a great poet and inspiration to people all around the world.