As Maddie mentioned before, we are both in beginning poetry this semester. I just put together a “memory” poem about my trip 8 years ago to Ireland, a very important trip for my mom and I. Even though you wouldn’t guess it, my family’s Irish heritage is very important to us, including my dad, who could have some Irish background, but we’re not sure. Anyway, long story short, here’s my (FIRST) draft of this poem:<\/p>\n
C\u00e9ad M\u00edle F\u00e1ilte (A Hundred Thousand Welcomes):<\/p>\n
A Love Letter to Ireland<\/p>\n
There are no pictures to help remember,<\/p>\n
But maybe that\u2019s best.<\/p>\n
Every once in a while<\/p>\n
A smell with tickle my nose<\/p>\n
And it takes me back to the nice Manor<\/p>\n
With scented toilet paper.<\/p>\n
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My memory is a scrap book<\/p>\n
Of when we visited the land<\/p>\n
Where our ancestors walked for centuries.<\/p>\n
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The old men looked like dolls,<\/p>\n
Sitting in pubs, speaking Gaelic,<\/p>\n
Hair white and cheeks pink.<\/p>\n
Butterflies fill my stomach as<\/p>\n
I think of listening to British pop<\/p>\n
While looking at grey rocks and skies.<\/p>\n
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Driving past green hills dotted with sheep<\/p>\n
And casual 500 year old castles<\/p>\n
Standing like abandoned barns in the country.<\/p>\n
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The most meaningful part was probably<\/p>\n
When I laid down on the old castle bricks<\/p>\n
And trusted an old man to support me<\/p>\n
As I pulled myself towards the ancient stone,<\/p>\n
Hanging upside down as I kissed Blarney<\/p>\n
And received the gift of gab.<\/p>\n
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Nowhere compares to Eire<\/p>\n
The Emerald of the world<\/p>\n
Erin go bragh<\/p>\n
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There you go! Again, this a first draft!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
As Maddie mentioned before, we are both in beginning poetry this semester. I just put together a “memory” poem about my trip 8 years ago to Ireland, a very important trip for my mom and I. Even though you wouldn’t … Continue reading