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=**Into:**= My name is Sarah Charlotte. I don't think myself as much of a poet. I like to write, however, poetry has always been hard for me. I don't really know why. The first thing you will see on this page is a quote about poetry. This quote stuck out to me because that is a really creative exact definition of what poetry is. When I write, finding the best words is often easy for me. Putting them in the best order is what I am not too good at. I think that is what makes poetry so hard. For the memory poem, we had to write about a memory. That was easy for me to do. When we had to put it into a poem, I was lost to what order I wanted the words in. After lots of revising, I finally got it to how I wanted it. In all my poems, I tried to use different techniques in order to experiment. I found myself using a lot of repetition. I started using it for the first poem, and kept using it in others. I felt comfortable using it. The easiest poem for me was my found poem. I took things I found on the internet. Then I just had to put them in a order I liked. I tried to make it sound like a conversation. For example, I said, “Say hella so I can put it in my poem. / Are you serious?” because I thought that the lines would go together well. So, even though I have a hard time with poetry, I am fairly proud of what I came up with. I hope you enjoy them!

"... the best words in the best order." -- //Samuel Taylor Coleridge//
 * 1. Quote about poetry:**

Using: different punctuation and repetition. __About Getting My Dog:__ I wanted “Barbie” the first time I saw her. funny looking floppy ears big dark black nose blonde eyelashes that made her eyes sparkle To my five year old self, she was perfect.
 * 2.** **Memory poem:**

I wanted “Barbie” the first time I saw her. failed every test hid from us the whole visit My mom didn’t want any of it To my five year old self, she was perfect.

I wanted “Barbie” the first time I saw her. my mom said no I held onto her soft fur for as long as I could my mom finally said yes To my five year old self, she was perfect.

I wanted “Barbie” the first time I saw her. We renamed her Cleo after the character from Clifford the Big Red Dog Cleo hid from us under the stereo for an hour I held onto her To my five year old self, she was perfect.

I wanted "Cleo" the first time I saw her. Letting her stay was the best choice we ever made To my fifteen year old self, she is perfect.

__Ode To My Broken Laptop:__ I took you for granted until you were gone You kept me connected You always helped me with homework Up until it was due
 * 3. Ode Poem**

I loved the music I could listen to on you I could do work on Pages Now I have to use Word Every program is old, There is no photoshop All my pictures aren't saved.

I want you to not be broken. When I get back to school I will take you to the tech. lab As soon as I get back to school When I get you back I Will be so happy I need to get you working again Before I can work, myself.

4. **Found Poem** __Things found all around the Internet:__ Throwing lamps at people who need to lighten up. Say hella so I can put it in my poem. Are you serious? My whole day has been a fail. I don’t even know what to do with myself anymore. I bet he’d kill a cockroach. Maybe broccoli doesn't like you either. I hate it when I don't forward chain messages and I die the next day. Can you make me a vodka tonic?

__I was raised by People__ I was raised by Hard working Great cooking Kentucky living "It's ok as long as you do your best." kind of mom.
 * 5. "I was raised by" Poem**

I was raised by Late working Artistic ways Stressed a lot "Just try to do better." kind of dad.

I was raised by Green Thumbs Silly Joking Always Laughing "What do you want to do today?" kind of grandfather.

I was raised by Good smelling houses Laughs filling your ears Tasty meals "I love you." kind of people.

I WAS RAISED BY PEOPLE.

__Running__ Pray that what we want is worth this running is it worth the sadness is it worth the pain
 * 6. Riff Poem, quote by Lucille Clifton**

Pray that what we want is worth this running is it something you really need is it worth going at the pace you are

Pray that what we want is worth this running you may not like running you may want to only run once always make sure you don't waste all that running.

__The Clock on the Wall__ The day can depend on A ticking hand that Can move fast or slow There is three of them you know It controls all time with a simple sound Tick Tock, tick tock goes the clock.
 * 7. Imagist Poem**

8. **Detailed Study of Sylvia Plath by Sarah Charlotte:** I chose to study Sylvia Plath. She was a very interesting person. She had a rough life. This caused her to grow depressed and eventually take her own life. She was only 30 when she died and had two young children. Her depression started when her father died when she was only eight. That was what she wrote her first poem, //Daddy//, about. She may of gave up at 30, but if not for her poems, she might of not even made it that far.

I read the poems: I Want, I Want; Words; Cinderella; Natural History; and Vanity Fair. From reading those poems, I found that her poems are very different. In terms of format, she uses a capital letter for each line. The thing that most of them had in common was that they were very dark and depressing. However, in the poem called //Cinderella//, it was happier and telling the story of a fairy tail. That seems to be that she viewed the world as very depressing and sad. The poem //Cinderella// shows that maybe she thought that only fairy tails were happy. I think that maybe she though happiness was a fantasy. She writes about lots of subjects and the poems seem to be personal. While reading them, you feel as if you are reading her thoughts. Writing helped her in depression. It was the only thing that could make her feel better. You really wonder how long she would of lived if she never wrote poems. You can see from the dates on the poems that they got darker as they got closer to the year she committed suicide.

One of the poems I found interesting was called //I Want, I Want//. Like most of her poems, I had to read this poem over and over to understand it. Once I read it around three times, I realized that it was about a miscarriage. I knew it was something about a baby from the first line, “Open-mouthed, the baby god”. When I realized that it was about a miscarriage, I felt sad. I then wondered why the poem was called I Want, I Want. Why would she want a miscarriage? Then I realized that maybe she meant that she wanted a beautiful child, but she didn’t. I think that she was writing about the opposite of what she wanted.

A nother thing that I noticed was that Sylvia Plath very rarely has the title of her poem in her poem. Out of the five poems, only one of them had the title in the poem. That poem was called //Words//. She said it in this line of the poem, //“Words dry and riderless”.//


 * 9. Artwork- GIF of a clock to go with "The Clock on the Wall"**

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 * 10. I Was Raised by People - Sarah Charlotte Brown**