Introduction

My enrollment in Senior's English, semester B is a transition stage, acting as a hoop to jump through to get to college. I enjoy writing and reading a lot, but when I'm not doing it out of free will, the product isn't always as great. In this course, I expect myself to get better at creating a more natural writing style in a school setting.

I want to learn to organize my poetry more effectively, although my organized chaos is interesting to some readers. I'm not sure if this course entails any poetry units in terms of composition, but I'm going to try to incorporate it into assignments as best I can without being excessive.

I believe my advantages in English are given by my naturally poetic lifestyle.
I write poetry out of things I want, see, hear, feel, don't feel, etc. I feel that it gives me a way to creatively express myself without ranting on and on. I shall post up a couple of works in progress.

"A book of enlightenment ( or endarkenment)"

City:

Our poor mother lays in anguish

Lamenting the thought of what her children have done

Her body sick, twisted, deprived of the love they promised they’d give

Silently she closes her eyes and lets her children run free

Unspoken wishes speak tales of what could’ve been

Actuality or the lack thereof denies her every wish

Our mother earth sleeps restlessly beneath our cities

Love:

Fatal attraction leads us all at some point

Why? God, who knows

And who knows God?

Is there a special person set aside for me?

Or any of us, for that matter?

Only primal instincts can tell us when we’ve found

That one we are meant to be with.

(WITH)

The will and ability to feel what’s going on inside

Is the only key that fits the door.

(The door has SIX locks…)

Lets hope the key fits all six.

Love is only a natural being

It is a LIVING

BREATHING

WALKING entity.

When one finds this love, he damn well better cherish it

God knows I should…

I don't see myself really having any weaknesses in English, aside from motivational skills that need tuning. I feel that I get caught up too much in my life to write something when told to. In my spare time, to keep myself from going completely insane, I write poetry or just write out my thoughts and concerns, or create a musical of tones and sounds with various instruments with unspoken words behind them, which tell a story all their own. Each note has a different word and context.