The wind gusts.
Lifting the vibrant white
Piece of paper off the cold, concrete ground.
It twists and it turns.
Only hitting the ground
When the winds needs to take a breather.
Everyday, the paper ends up in a new place.
It does not have a permanent home.
Everyday, the paper is unhappy with where it is.
One day, the wind is stronger than usual.
The paper is thrown up into the air,
Higher and higher as the wind gusts.
After a few hours, with a final gust,
The paper slowly starts to make its way down.
It finally reaches the safe surface.
It is met the the warm, inviting blue
That is the ocean.
It calmly sways the paper along.
The paper sighs with relief.
It has found a home,
Where it is wanted.
This poem has some good imagery that helped the piece. However i'm not sure of what the point or theme of this poem was. its just kind of confusing to me.
ReplyDeleteI liked your strong use of symbolism and imagery that you used in this poem. I also liked how you took a simple piece of paper and used it to symbolize the feeling being unwanted and life throwing you in every direction possible. For example in this line you said "The wind gusts.
ReplyDeleteLifting the vibrant white
Piece of paper off the cold, concrete ground." And then you go on to describe other places that the paper is carried to. I like how the two relate and made the poem amusing to read!