My hometown was a wonderful place to live But there were many times it didn’t forgive Some memories I hold so fond‚ Others I wish were gone. My hometown’s history made my heart bleed The town no longer has what I need When the war came and took the peace as prisoners we wished to be freed That’s when you know it’s time to leave Because in my hometown I can no longer believe One day my father told me we must leave town With dismayed eyes as his tears were drawn He said we are fish
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"Poem to My Uterus" The speaker in this poem is coming to terms with the loss of her uterus and all that is had represented to her as a female and mother. It reads like a sad goodbye letter to a close‚ difficult friend. The tone in this poem is‚ mournful. This tone has given way to a self-mocking‚ yet more accepting view. Even in her major crisis‚ the fertile mind will see the mortal body through. In "Poem to My Uterus"‚ I think the theme is‚ old age. In the majority of Clifton’s poems
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Compare the ways that authors present the speakers in their poems. My Last Duchess‚ by Robert Browning and Poem at Thirty-Nine‚ by Alice Walker. These are poems that revolve around grief and pride. In My Last Duchess the speaker is a very proud duke with years of honour and power to his family name but his duchess shows no respect to anything he has given her. In Poem at Thirty-Nine the speaker is a lady that didn’t show enough respect to her father when he was alive but when she lost him she grieved
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Eric Fykerud May 3‚ 2013 Period 2 9th Grade Poetry Book Report Blackberry picking theme analysis: In the poem Blackberry Picking by Seamus Heaney‚ he describes the action of picking blackberries during the summer. This poem has many themes infused within the poem. However some stand out more than others. greed‚ mortality‚ and disappointment. First he describes greed the over excessive amount of berries that they would pick. “We trekked and picked until cans ere full”. The kids
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If God knows what we are going to do‚ he has no right to reward the good and punish the wicked. Discuss The idea that God gave humans free will is one that is essential to the Christian faith. This is highlighted in Genesis. If we were to believe this concept consequently‚ we would believe that we are morally responsible for our actions. The idea of omnipotence logically requires God knowing what we will do before we do it. This is a problem with the idea of free will‚ as this may mean that we
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Last month I was discouraged about my life. I was worried about it because I didn’t know what I want to be and what I am studying for. I didn’t have a goal like others so it seem like I just go to study in every day. I didn’t know what I want to do after I finish school even if I am a third year student. That time made me crazy hence I decided to look for inspirations on the Internet. Then I found a movie that names Pursuit of happyness. I enjoyed it and I was very impressed this movie. It made me
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My Ways to Love my Country By Joannah Kaye B. Borallo Small.Young.Innocent.Incapable.Weak. These are words of how most of the people describe me especially now that I am taking the risky path of being a doctor. They believe that I would fail or that maybe‚ I can’t do anything with the course I am taking. However‚ I just laugh their thoughts off. This is because for me‚ I know I can do things and in fact as of now‚ I am starting to become a good doctor already by planning and doing things on how
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triplet-against-eight note pattern‚ would simply not stay in my brain. Late nights lying in bed‚ in between classes‚ tapping on my desk‚ that rhythm always slipped through my fingers just as I thought I had it. I even asked a few drummers from marching band to help me‚ who would spend their lunch time with their practice pads and drumsticks on top of ritzy school pianos‚ drilling me while I practiced that elusive rhythm. My metronome became my best friend and my worst enemy‚ and secondary source of frustration
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We must walk our ways But never thought it will be today I still remember all the times we walked together And all the time I thought you were my brother I never thought the road will bend Until this very second And what lovely memories I still live in I remember all the fights we had everyday And in the end telling nay It is an honor to have known you Esprit de corps new You were noble And gave me respect which is humble You were always an obelisk by my side Even by the
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South of my days’ circle‚ part of my blood’s country‚ rises that tableland‚ high delicate outline of bony slopes wincing under the winter‚ low trees‚ blue-leaved and olive‚ outcropping granite- clean‚ lean‚ hungry country. The creek’s leaf-silenced‚ willow choked‚ the slope a tangle of medlar and crabapple branching over and under‚ blotched with a green lichen; and the old cottage lurches in for shelter. O cold the black-frost night. The walls draw in to the warmth and the old roof cracks
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