Nameless, Overpowering Feeling (aka An Eighth Grade Exercise)
we wrote our first poem in my eighth grade gifted english class. it was very formalaic…the title had to be an emotion. it then proceeded something like this: (i may have the order wrong)
It smells like…
it tastes like…
it sounds like…
it feels like…
it looks like…
i guess it was supposed to teach us to use simile and comparisons. anyway…our instructor really liked ours and started using it as her example whenever she gave this assignment. unfortunately, we no longer have that original poem. or any other we wrote in that class.
i will be eternally grateful to that teacher for turning us on to poetry.
this was a later attempt at that assignment.
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