If i can’t do
what i want to do
then my job is to not
do what i don’t want
to do
It’s not the same thing
but it’s the best i can
do
If i can’t have
what i want . . . then
my job is to want
what i’ve got
and be satisfied
that at least there
is something more to want
Since i can’t go
where i need
to go . . . then i must . . . go
where the signs point
through always understanding
parallel movement
isn’t lateral
When i can’t express
what i really feel
i practice feeling
what i can express
and none of it is equal
I know
but that’s why mankind
alone among the animals
learns to cry
Written by Nikki Giovanni
What I think about the poem “Choices” is that in life you will try to make good or bad decisions. Those decisions can help you or hurt you, and you make the chioce if you want to travel the road of success.
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Success is counted sweetest
By those who ne’er succeed.
To comprehend a nectar
Requires sorest need.
Not one of all the purple Host
Who took the Flag today
Can tell the definition
So clear of Victory
As he defeated-dying
On whose forbidden ear
The distant strains of triumph
Burst agonized and clear!
Emily Dickinson
What I think about this poem “success is counted sweetest” is that success is important in this world. To do well means to succeed. Before you can succeed you have to through obstacles and when you go through obstacles you succeed. I always want to succeed in everything that I do, don’t you?
What’s New…. »« The Journey
One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice–
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
“Mend my life!”each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do–
determined to save
the only life you could save.
Mary Oliver
What I think abot this poem “The Journey” is that we all go through obsatcles in your life but at sometime in your life someone will help and guide you through the rest of your life you just have to believe for yourself. Not only want to get through you have to stay positve and never give up.
“Success is counted sweetest” »« Sleeping in the Forest
I thought the earth remembered me,
she took me back so tenderly,
arranging her dark skirts, her pockets
full of lichens and seeds.
I slept as never before, a stone on the river bed,
nothing between me and the white fire of the stars
but my thoughts, and they floated light as moths
among the branches of the perfect trees.
All night I heard the small kingdoms
breathing around me, the insects,
and the birds who do their work in the darkness.
All night I rose and fell, as if in water,
grappling with a luminous doom. By morning
I had vanished at least a dozen times
into something better.
Mary Oliver
What I think of the poem “Sleeping in the Forest” is that this world contains alot of creatures with wondrous works. These wondrous creatures make people have peaceful nights.
The Journey »« Touched by an Angel
We, unaccustomed to courage
exiles from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness
until love leaves its high holy temple
and comes into our sight
to liberate us into life.
Love arrives
and in its train come ecstasies
old memories of pleasure
ancient histories of pain.
Yet if we are bold,
love strikes away the chains of fear
from our souls.
We are weaned from our timidity
In the flush of love’s light
we dare be brave
And suddenly we see
that love costs all we are
and will ever be.
Yet it is only love
which sets us free.
Maya Angelou
What I think of the poem “Touched by an Angel” is that any person that has gone through obstacles in their life they finally get to overcome them. Being tired of not having anybody to talk or hang out with. Then suddenly along come someone that meets all your needs and then you feel that you have been “Touched By An Angel.”
Sleeping in the Forest »« Women Work
I’ve got the children to tend
The clothes to mend
The floor to mop
The food to shop
Then the chicken to fry
The baby to dry
I got company to feed
The garden to weed
I’ve got shirts to press
The tots to dress
The can to be cut
I gotta clean up this hut
Then see about the sick
And the cotton to pick.
Shine on me, sunshine
Rain on me, rain
Fall softly, dewdrops
And cool my brow again.
Storm, blow me from here
With your fiercest wind
Let me float across the sky
‘Til I can rest again.
Fall gently, snowflakes
Cover me with white
Cold icy kisses and
Let me rest tonight.
Sun, rain, curving sky
Mountain, oceans, leaf and stone
Star shine, moon glow
You’re all that I can call my own.
Maya Angelou
I think about the poem Maya Angelou wrote titled, Women Work, is that women are very capable. We show it by taking care our kids, cleaning the house, going grocery shopping all the time, and so much more. Women don’t get appreciated like men do. Women do a lot more work than men think we do. Not to mention have painful labors for them, cook their dinners when they come home from a long day of work. I appreciate the hard work men can do that women can’t do, but I would like to see women appreciated more.
Touched by an Angel »« Start of Spring!
I shall be kinder to people.
I will be nicer to my brother.
I wont hurt his feelings.
I shall do better in basketball.
I will work harder.
I wont wait to do what im told when i feel like it, do it right away.
I shall have a better attitude.
I will read more books.
I wont watch as much TV.
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