Attentive Resistance

ENGL210 Introduction to Creative Writing

Fifth Poem (due Friday 03/08 by 6pm)

For your fifth poem, you have a few different options (or you can combine these approaches in your own way):

  • Write an ekphrastic poem (in other words, a poem inspired by a work of art, like Ferlinghetti’s “Don’t Let that Horse…”).
  • Write a poem with a specific object as its source of inspiration (as in Elizabeth’s Bishop’s “The Fish”).
  • Write a poem using key words from another text to motivate your writing process (as in Solmaz Sharif’s use of the US Department of Defense Dictionary of Military and Associated Terms in her poem “Look”).

Your poem is due by 6pm on Friday 03/08. It should be at least 12 lines.

13 thoughts on “Fifth Poem (due Friday 03/08 by 6pm)

  1. Do NOT stay voiceless
    Remain unheard
    Do NOT remain unseen
    Be present
    Do NOT go quiet
    Or put up without a fight
    Do NOT stay invisible
    Remain seen
    Be STRONG and remain a conqueror
    Not a coward
    Love THE skin you are in
    Do not hide it
    Do NOT let the upheavals of life bring you down
    Let it uplift you.
    Into NEW chapters.

    Remain FEARLESS and triumphant
    Not fearful

    Always DEFEND your cause and
    Defend Yourself
    Be TRUE to You
    And no one else
    Do Not go quiet
    Or stay silent

    Victory’s FOOT remains on the neck
    Of defeat.

  2. The Hyena

    One day I found a dog
    Or a cat?
    A fox? A leopard?
    Uhhh. What is that?
    I went on safari and honestly I’m at a loss.

    What are you?
    The creature is big, but not huge
    Small, but not tiny.
    About a couple of feet tall.
    In my jeep, I took a pic
    The beast stared at me and gave me a toothy grin
    Sharp, scary canines popped.
    Like a strand of snow capped mountains

    The creature gave a cackle.
    A laugh that sounded terrifying
    Sounded like my grandma after she won a bingo game.
    Not sure how I feel about that.

    It’s pretty cool looking though!
    Like dog from one of those rugged car chase movies.
    It’s awesome.
    It has a mane and a coat of spots that seem to disappear in the underbrush.
    Like a phantom
    Only more brown and loud.

    Woah there’s a bunch now.
    What are they doing?
    As cool as these creatures are, they probably aren’t friendly
    I should go….


  3. YOU are the desirable one.
    They should make more students like YOU.
    They consider you RESPONSIBLE.
    Your Homework is done on time, you STAY out of trouble.
    Being the HUMBLE person that you are it made you uncomfortable being placed on a pedestal.
    Wasn’t to BIG or small, wasn’t to short or TALL.
    Then you THINK to yourself and ask WHAT do I do that has people praising me.
    I JUST do.
    What I am TOLD.

  4. Samantha Aversano

    The UNIVERSE told me to…
    It was a mistake, take PITY on me, please
    If I had KNOWN what I was doing I would have stopped sooner
    It was an honest mistake.
    Don’t turn your HEADS on us God.
    Aren’t we taught to forgive our brethren?

    Are we not brethren?
    You put me in this UNIVERSE and told us to listen
    Yet you refuse to help us, PITY us.
    Listen to me beg! Don’t leave us out here.
    You must have KNOWN this was going to happen!
    We’re left here now, to bow our HEADS in shame.
    We will not get into the HOLY land.

  5. Choices of Love
    By Alisha Matthews

    Love is EXQUISTE,
    it is kind, and reoccurring.
    It puts the contents of your heart under DIRECT ILLUMINATION,
    like a fountain under the moon light.
    LOYAL like a Patriot up for the fight.


    It’s a SHADOW.
    An indirect form of TORTURE,
    that can hit you—at any moment—coming at 180mph. BAM!

    that you weren’t prepared for.
    You can only hope your wearing a
    Bulletproof vest!

  6. Lets Share A Drink

    Can’t let you get chipped or shattered
    As we teeter through the hall
    Sighing in ecstasy for what’s to come
    You smell divine as always
    Raspberry, black cherry, or lemon lavender
    Stirr the life you’ve been given
    Tapping tunes of merriment on your hollow body
    You can’t complain
    Or say that you love me as much as I love you
    Or better yet just love what we get to do
    Sharing deep warm breaths and…slurps
    Your contents lull into calmness,
    And as long as I have you, everything makes sense

  7. Paradise
    An aquatic wonderland for fish to swim
    Plants galore,
    So many places to hide away.
    Water cleaned through the filter,
    Sponges catch any debris.
    A large piece of wood serves as a home,
    For may creatures who desire shelter.
    Tiny shrimp clean the plants,
    keeping them prim and proper.
    Snails cling to the walls to clean off the glass,
    Sliding along the rocks for an algae snack.
    A safe haven for all aquatic life forms,
    For them to eat, sleep, and enjoy their lives.

  8. Meine Katze

    She yawns and stretches her legs,
    so that she takes up more of your bed than you do.
    She slips a reassuring paw over your wrist, when she sees you shed a tear.
    She sneaks up behind you, and chews your hair like a bale of straw
    just to catch your attention.
    She is soft as a cloud,
    But mean as the gash in your knee after a bicycle accident.
    Saccharine as flaky, sticky baklava,
    But tough as the leather boots your grandma bought you last winter.
    She is fiery, and menacing.
    She is sweet and syrupy sugar.
    She is meine Katze.

  9. sketchbook

    a line here
    a line there
    an idea over there
    an idea over here
    color splatters the page
    from an ugly, scarred black
    to the purest and holy of whites
    the deepest of blues
    the fiercest of reds
    and maybe just a little purple and green
    mixed in between

    it’s freedom and security
    hidden in divine blood
    its rules and desires
    all destroyed by the hunt
    in the pursuit of creation
    memories and events
    recorded and brought down
    all to a single moment

  10. madame x

    when i’m tired you see it in my ears.
    the same shade of peach red as yours,
    but not so much as in the hands impatiently clutching your dress folds
    and in skewed search for purchase on the table side.
    i have the same trouble holding a pose through a class,
    or the second viewing of a film.
    i’ll stare off and narrow my eyes
    it couldn’t possibly take that long for a firm grasp of the figure
    or the henna in the hair
    he’ll have to remember the mismatch of the eyebrow
    the halo sputtering out into a last gasp tiara
    will he need to?
    it may just be about the skin, like it was for your grandfather

  11. they must have told you
    to smile countless times
    by the time you did with
    such a faint, feigned smile
    it’s exhausting just looking at it
    nevertheless I must know
    who you smiled for
    did this person steal it
    did he force it out of you
    did you smile because you felt the need to
    or were you wishing for it to be over
    so that he will let you be
    because right now you’re still trapped
    behind glass frames and fame
    your gaze lifeless
    your smile frozen
    fooling many but me

  12. Find yourself.
    There are people who die repeating the same day all their existence.
    Move on.
    We need to open our wings and fly high above the clouds before we wake up
    And realize we don’t have them anymore.

    Don’t be a prisoner of our own mind.
    Loneliness can be a cage, torturing four walls that consequently will fell upon us.
    However, it can be the real and pure alternative to find ourselves.

    Don’t let strangers invoke monsters into our souls,
    Or we are going to be riding on Leviathan,
    Going into the deep, hypothermic oceans of hell.

    Don’t let our most inner fears invade our body and mind,
    Or we will find ourselves forever living as immobile trees that others will cut for their own benefit.

  13. “stop staring at me.”
    He wanted to scream.
    feeling judged so He moved,
    but her gaze followed it seem

    “she seems so calm & cool” He thought
    when He noticed her bronze hair
    and the faint smile,
    He couldn’t help but stare.

    “Lisa!” came a shout.
    a man with moustache & beard came out.
    and that was His memory
    of the day at the valley.

    – Mursal Sediqi

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