Poem For ELA Class
So this is a narrative poem I have to do for my English class, and I need some help making it awesome, and I need help putting more literary devices in it. It's a poem about losing my uncle to cancer
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Swing Life Away
It was the shocking news that brought tears to my eyes.
And you made me remember what it was like to cry.
Boom!
He took your life away.
I guess the angels needed a rock star
But just like that!
How could he?
You were my best friend, my uncle
Always there for me, ready to talk at the drop of a hat
You understood me
And everyone felt the immense and almost unbearable pain,
Almost the same pain that you had found since “It” took over your body
I don’t care what you did, the choices you made
You didn’t deserve that death!
What about Andrea? She has no dad now!
Nobody to walk her down the aisle!
Nobody to bawl at her wedding!
Nobody to sing at her wedding!
So the family will always think of you,
At 1:11 and 11:11 when Mimi greets your ghost
When I strum your guitar my mind plays the movie of you playing on the street
When mom tells stories of you she gets that familiar twinkle
I can still feel you Uncle Jeff
I still remember the scent of your cheap cologne and aftershave
The stories you told with such passion
You had disappeared inside the bar for a moment
When you returned
Your suitcase, your life, full of music, flames engulfing it
The guitar, the out of tune guitar, with all your life carved into it
Your lucky number
The glass cross
The thousand guitar picks in the case
The stories, the stories
Ever since I was little
All the stories
You didn’t hesitate to tell
The deepest and the darkest
The drugs
The alcohol
The prodigal son
That was you
You were as free as a bird with no restraints
It didn’t matter
I will always remember you
Feeding me pie, I was a little bird.
Rocking me back and forth, back and forth
Humming Led Zeppelin
That was the beginning, I wish it could come back and so could you
I wish I was a baby
It seemed like yesterday
Let’s turn back all the time to then or farther back
You could change your life, for the better!
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Swing Life Away
It was the shocking news that brought tears to my eyes.
And you made me remember what it was like to cry.
Boom!
He took your life away.
I guess the angels needed a rock star
But just like that!
How could he?
You were my best friend, my uncle
Always there for me, ready to talk at the drop of a hat
You understood me
And everyone felt the immense and almost unbearable pain,
Almost the same pain that you had found since “It” took over your body
I don’t care what you did, the choices you made
You didn’t deserve that death!
What about Andrea? She has no dad now!
Nobody to walk her down the aisle!
Nobody to bawl at her wedding!
Nobody to sing at her wedding!
So the family will always think of you,
At 1:11 and 11:11 when Mimi greets your ghost
When I strum your guitar my mind plays the movie of you playing on the street
When mom tells stories of you she gets that familiar twinkle
I can still feel you Uncle Jeff
I still remember the scent of your cheap cologne and aftershave
The stories you told with such passion
You had disappeared inside the bar for a moment
When you returned
Your suitcase, your life, full of music, flames engulfing it
The guitar, the out of tune guitar, with all your life carved into it
Your lucky number
The glass cross
The thousand guitar picks in the case
The stories, the stories
Ever since I was little
All the stories
You didn’t hesitate to tell
The deepest and the darkest
The drugs
The alcohol
The prodigal son
That was you
You were as free as a bird with no restraints
It didn’t matter
I will always remember you
Feeding me pie, I was a little bird.
Rocking me back and forth, back and forth
Humming Led Zeppelin
That was the beginning, I wish it could come back and so could you
I wish I was a baby
It seemed like yesterday
Let’s turn back all the time to then or farther back
You could change your life, for the better!
Wed, 27 Jan 2016 04:05 pm
Oh, my darling, this was from the heart.
What it is to love and lose.
Here are my observations - take or not.
It was the shocking news that brought tears to my eyes.
And you made me remember what it was like to cry.
Boom!
He took your life away.
I guess the angels needed a rock star
But just like that.
(you don't need so many exclamation marks - your writing says it.)
How could he?
You were my best friend, my uncle,
always there for me, ready to talk at the drop of a hat. You understood me.
Everyone felt the immense and almost unbearable pain; almost the same pain you knew since “It” took over your body.
I don’t care what you did; the choices you made.
You didn’t deserve that death.
What about Andrea? She has no dad now to walk her down the aisle; bawl at her wedding.
Nobody to sing.
So the family will always think of you,
At 1:11 and 11:11 when Mimi greets your ghost.
When I strum your guitar, my mind plays the movie of you playing on the street. When mom tells stories of you, she gets that familiar twinkle.
I can still feel you, Uncle Jeff. I still remember the scent of your cheap cologne; the stories you told with such passion. You disappeared inside a bar for a moment. You returned, with your suitcase, your life, full of music, flames engulfing it. The guitar, the out of tune guitar, with all your life carved into it. Your lucky number. The glass cross. The thousand guitar picks in the case. The stories, oh, the stories.
Ever since I was little, you didn’t hesitate to tell the deepest and the darkest; the drugs; the alcohol; the prodigal son.
That was you.Free as a bird with no restraints.
It didn’t matter. I will always remember you
feeding me pie. I was a little bird, rocking me back and forth, back and forth, humming Led Zeppelin.
That was the beginning, I wish it could return and so you. I wish I were a baby. It seemed like yesterday.
Let’s turn back all the times to then or further back.
You could change your life, for the better.
What it is to love and lose.
Here are my observations - take or not.
It was the shocking news that brought tears to my eyes.
And you made me remember what it was like to cry.
Boom!
He took your life away.
I guess the angels needed a rock star
But just like that.
(you don't need so many exclamation marks - your writing says it.)
How could he?
You were my best friend, my uncle,
always there for me, ready to talk at the drop of a hat. You understood me.
Everyone felt the immense and almost unbearable pain; almost the same pain you knew since “It” took over your body.
I don’t care what you did; the choices you made.
You didn’t deserve that death.
What about Andrea? She has no dad now to walk her down the aisle; bawl at her wedding.
Nobody to sing.
So the family will always think of you,
At 1:11 and 11:11 when Mimi greets your ghost.
When I strum your guitar, my mind plays the movie of you playing on the street. When mom tells stories of you, she gets that familiar twinkle.
I can still feel you, Uncle Jeff. I still remember the scent of your cheap cologne; the stories you told with such passion. You disappeared inside a bar for a moment. You returned, with your suitcase, your life, full of music, flames engulfing it. The guitar, the out of tune guitar, with all your life carved into it. Your lucky number. The glass cross. The thousand guitar picks in the case. The stories, oh, the stories.
Ever since I was little, you didn’t hesitate to tell the deepest and the darkest; the drugs; the alcohol; the prodigal son.
That was you.Free as a bird with no restraints.
It didn’t matter. I will always remember you
feeding me pie. I was a little bird, rocking me back and forth, back and forth, humming Led Zeppelin.
That was the beginning, I wish it could return and so you. I wish I were a baby. It seemed like yesterday.
Let’s turn back all the times to then or further back.
You could change your life, for the better.
Sun, 7 Feb 2016 01:04 am
