Dayton Regional S.T.E.M School
COLLEEN NICOLE FULTON
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POEMS IN MIND
Form, sound, language, and meaning. These are the first four terms we learned starting our new poetry unit. Doing poems and little warm-ups for each helped us recognize and match similar terms. This helped when our language arts teacher began talking about a project that was exciting and fun and how the whole thing was based on the terms we all knew so well by now! The really hard part was to pick one subject that we can relate everything, to the poems, the background of the poster, everything. Some people chose love, or happiness, some picked chaos, or destruction. But still unable to only pick one I realized that our teacher kept telling everyone to pick abstract ideas and that was it I figured it out! Abstract meaning random and different yet still fitting together perfectly demonstrated me perfectly. People always tell me that what I draw is abstract because it doesn’t really mean one thing it could mean anything to anyone who looked at it. I have different moods everyday but I am still me. This topic allows me to do anything at random for my poems. I could have one on regret, one on adventure, one on sadness, even one about destruction! With topic in mind I started picking out poster board for my background, which ended up being plain white. So when it was time to fill in the background space I had endless possibilities. I thought of having a huge abstract drawing in the background but then I decided that there will be too much empty space, so I kept thinking and came up with a great idea. To have the word ‘abstract’ written many, many times to fill up most of the whole board, so it gives it that impression that from far away it looks like a solid color but when you get close you’ll see that it is so much more. After this I started working with an purple sharpie filling the whole board with the word ‘abstract’ I believe that this is where I would put this project under persistence just because of how long it took to fill the whole board (four hours).This was the perfect time to start working picking out poems or even creating new ones to paste on with the colorful boarder I have already made and set aside. I remember one of my favorites as the simplest one.
“A Maze House
Hidden doors
under secret floors
,
Above rusting mirrors
beside breaking pillars,
In front of the stairs
leading to nowhere,
Behind the wall
cracking with scars,
In the closets
hiding its falls."
