The “Hot Wheels” toy car series were my life when I was toddler. From their intricate tracks to their accurate reproductions of vehicles in their smaller forms. They brought me pure happiness whenever I used them. They always kept me occupied when I had nothing to do. Every little boy had these cars but, to me they were far more than that, they were an important part of my childhood. There is nothing more to it. They were my everything.
After this post I will be posting material for an English Project. It will about life’s simple and intricate journeys. I will be doing it through photos and poetry. I can only wait to see what is going to emerge from it. Most Dope.
In the Poets Corner I learned multiple ways of writing poetry and my scope of writing overall was widened. I also found out about some cool poets such as Pablo Neruda, John Berryman and John Milton but, there are still more than that. Mr. Shovan also helped me to develop my poetic skill and helped me to make my past pieces better. The class was an overall great experience and it allowed me hear other poets pieces in my class.
The sand engulfs me
Taking with it my physical form
Traits dispersing throughout its grains
Bumbling beetles run throughout my veins
Sun rising, cracking the sky
Sun rays piercing my vision
Mystifying my take on reality
And those that are lies
The smell of cinnamon
Sinner’s delightful treat
Scorched pieces of steak
Bring back a familiar memory
A family gathering to be exact
Of aunts, uncles, nieces and nephews
The crackle-pop of meat
On the charcoal barbecue
Fades to black
Bringing me back to the beach
Sand surrounding my hands
And engulfing my feet
Thanks. I thank you
For telling me this
I must not be worth your time
You were my life but,
Maybe I’ll find my way
Out of your life
Into an abyss
I spit in your face
Flip you the bird
Murder you with each syllable
Tear you apart
Im just making sure
You know my side
Because I don’t want anymore
Phone calls from you
I want you out of my life
I May Have Lost You
But I’ll Find Someone Else
