Growing Old
When I was just a little girl
No taller than a knee,
I couldn’t wait to grow up
To see whom I could be.
When I was in middle school
With braces and short hair,
I couldn’t wait to grow up
To marry the one I care.
When graduation came and went
I remember what I said,
“I couldn’t wait to grow up
To explore the world ahead.”
Here I am, in college now
A so-called “young adult.”
I CAN wait to
grow up,
‘cuz it’s harder than I thought.
In addition to introducing me to different online multimodal
composition tools, #walkmyworld has challenged me to shift from introspection
to viewing the natural world that surrounds me. As I explored this new topic, I was surprised to find that words came quickly, however, I struggled with how to present the poem. I purposefully chose generic language that
could attend to a duel environment of sea or snow. This way, one reader might
create mental images while walking on the beach and another reader might create
mental images of a snow-covered landscape.
After reading Kevin Hodgson’s (aka @dogtrax) interactive
text, I knew I found the perfect way to present my Robert Hass inspired poem, Sunrise Serenity. You can read it below or join in the fun by clicking HERE to have
an interactive experience or clicking HERE to annotate.
Sunrise Serenity
This is an interactive poem that allows you, the reader, to
choose how you want to experience the serenity that surrounds a sunrise. If
you want to take a walk on a snow-covered landscape, bundle up with your balky
coat, scratchy scarf, and read SNOW. If you want to take a walk on a
sandy-covered landscape, layer on the lotion, slide on the sunglasses and read
SAND.
SNOW
Cool, crisp breeze takes my breath away
I sit among dull crystals
Both of us anticipating, needing, wanting the spark of fire
Silent and tranquil, like a sleepy child,
Slowly opening an eyelid to peek at the new day
The sun, with arms opening wide across the endless horizon,
Awakens the light we withhold from the night.
Blowing, spraying waves of white rolling across the ground
I sit transfixed
As the serenity of a sunrise surrounds me and renews my
soul.
SAND
SAND
Warm, wet breeze makes it hard to breathe
I sit among dull crystals
Both of us anticipating, needing, wanting the spark of fire
Silent and tranquil, like a sleepy child,
Slowly opening an eyelid to peek at the new day
The sun, with arms opening wide across the endless horizon,
Awakens the light we withhold from the night.
Blowing, spraying waves of white crashing across the shore
I sit transfixed
As the serenity of a sunrise surrounds me and renews my
soul.
I invite you do join the #walkmyworld project! Whether you are a teacher looking to provide
relevant multimodal tools that inspire your students to write, or you love
poetry, #walkmyworld has something to offer everyone. See you on poetrygenius!
Fletcher, R. (2002) Poetry Matters: Writing a Poem from the Inside Out