hi welcome to poem in your pocket day also known as "fuck poetry sucks"
it does
it really does
in 7th grade my cw class had a whole unit on poetry and we had to write sonnets
//sonnets
12 year olds writing sonnets imagine that. counting each syllable unstressed and stressed unstressed and stressed until theres a set of five and the rhyme scheme is ABABCDCDEFEFGG and then u give up and cry
then we had to research poets
i had two best friends at the time and we were all best friends (kinda miss that tbh ):) and we were all deciding on partners for the projects so i picked one of my friends then she and i set up our other friend with this boy and it was great
we researched william wordsworth i think
YEAH AND WE WERE CRYING BC HE WAS BORN IN COCKERMOUTH AND DIED IN CUMBERLAND HOW INAPPROPRIATE WE WERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
in the beginning of this year we had to write a three word poem and mine was about feminism
then in cw we wrote poems again but it was just regular poetry and we had to write a memoir
and i got mine published in the yearbook!!!!! it is forever there in our 2015 yearbook i am so happy!!!!!!!
last week i wrote a poem bc i was bored and reading fangirl by rainbow rowell and i was getting romancey feels and it was based off of something random i wrote in my journal and i liked it so here it is:
I don't know how I feel today
Maybe I feel dangerous
I could fail a test on purpose
I could talk back to my parents
I could jump from the top of a staircase
I could rip up a textbook
I could break a boy's heart
And do it without a single regret
I don't know how I feel today
Maybe I feel vivacious
I could wear a dress with neon colors
I could sing pop lyrics out loud
I could tell everyone they're beautiful
I could fall in love with a boy for a moment
And do it without a single regret
I don't know how I feel today
Maybe I feel romantic
I could read a John Green book in a day
I could listen to acoustic love songs
I could obsess over someone
And do it without a single regret
I don't know how I feel today
Maybe I feel vulnerable
I could let a boy break my heart
I could cry about it for a week
And do it without a single regret
I don't know how I feel today
Maybe I feel hopeless
I could give up on love entirely
And do it without a single regret
yup thats it
and in english today we had to recite poetry and we were graded on memorization how fucked up is that
as someone who can not remember things for shit i feel personally victimized
okay thats it goodbye
