Original Poems I

WHERE I'M FROM
I am from chips, from lays and doritos.
I am from the rural, hardowrking, fresh air scented. 
I am from the maple trees, roses, and moss, the algea, daisies, and pink petals
I am from weekly vacations and curly hair, from Robert and Katherine and Butler.
I am from the night owls and procrastinators.
From thank you for saying thank you and dont touch that.
I am from care free religions and beliefs.
I'm from Ireland, potatos and chicken.
From the crazy sayings of Nana god love ya. the if I known I was gonna live this old I would have taken better care of myself, and the lessons learned by sister that I've continued to use to this day, like always keep your locker locked.
I am from corner in the living room, the mantle, the bookshelves of binders of pictures, almost as if they deserve no lock like we show them off to whom ever may walk through this house.
        

ACROSTIC POEM

         Life       hOpe
     deVotion
      faIthfulness
happiNess
 carinG




CONCRETE POEM

                                   A
                                drop
                             of rain, o
                           ne day I ride
                       you down to the
                   ground, to the surface
                where the others are lucky
             One day instead of sitting here
           watching you all crash against my
    window, watching you replenish the earth
   where you once walked, I will be crashing d
  own too, filling in the gaps that I once steppe
    d over on my way home from school, One
          day my dream will come true and
             will be peaceful and tranquil
                       on my raindrop