Tuesday 12 November 2013

A poetic response to "The Metaphor" by Budge Wilson

Charlotte's Poem 

Miss Hancock 
Was a type of woman 
Who was like a rose ,
She was unique and vibrant.

Possessing certain wonderful traits
Such as elegance and beauty,  
Yet strong and mysterious .

She was passionate about English and literature, 
And she believed that 
I had a gift that nobody recognized .

Her classroom was filled with life and enthusiasm.
She was like a diamond 
In the rough.

There was something about her,
A spark 
That lit up the whole classroom as
She walked in.

But that spark died when she stopped
Walking this earth.

Wednesday 23 October 2013

Creative Poetic Response to "the Sound of Hollyhocks" by Hugh Garner

Finding Serenity

Some people say,
The person who makes you feel happiness
Is the person they believe makes them complete.
The one who would stand by your side
When facing defeat.
 
 Before Sandra left me she said she loved me ,
But with that overwhelming look in her eye
I could tell it was a cold 
Hearted lie. 
I felt so rejected , alone and sad.
Afraid of everything that was revolving
Around me.
 
After the Bitch of Belsen took me away 
Into her world of judgement and rowdiness,
I couldn't seek comfort and peace of mind,
I felt that I was going insane.
Until the beautifully coloured Hollyhocks in the garden
Started whispering to me.
 
Suddenly, It was then that the flowers
were the only ones that could understand me
and tell me what I wanted to
hear .