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Posted May 22, 2010


MAY GRADUATES





May is a time when high school graduates are making plans to go to college, join the work force, join the military to serve their country, or take a break until plans are formed. Whatever they decide to do, I encourage them to continue writing and putting their thoughts on paper - whether it be prose or poetry - writing is something everyone can enjoy. Several great blogs are being written by our young writers who are off duty typing their thoughts and experiences on laptops while serving abroad. Many students are presently working on poems to form poetry chap books.

Below is a poem from a recent Georgia high school graduate's body of poetry. Ellys's descriptions had me in the woods expectant and waiting for Mother Nature to take her course.

Listen:

A CHILL OF NATURE

The wind blew.

Giving a bitter chill in the air:

White snow lay fresh on the floor of a field:

Creeping silently,

He emerged from the woods:

Preying on his next victim.

His long lightly browned snout rose:

Acute triangle ears turned forthright.

Perking up increasingly

And standing straight up:

He had a long bushy tail that was dark.

Swaying side to side:

His eyes dark as coal.

Glaring, scoping out his prey:

The prey itself.

Invisible to the naked eye:

The fox's body contorted,

Bending, folding, almost in half:

It then unfolded.

Returning into its natural shape:

The jet black fur on his four legs.

Moving slowly towards the center of the field:

He poked his dark snout into the snow.

Leaving it with a wet residue shining in the dim sun:

Back arching in the shape of a bow.

He leapt:

He was in suspense through the air.

Seeming as if he was floating through time and space:

A small rodent appeared.

Grasped and dangling in the mouth of the fox:

Blood dripping.

Lay on the fresh fallen snow.

Making the snow stained.

With the course of nature.








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