My Poem
In every which way, I am living
for potential. I’ve mined cadmium
enough to roulette with Death
and Mars, bloodshot brute,
is swollen in my honour.
My function is action —
to pummel through concrete
and machete hedges,
to shear the irresolute
with only wit and lichen-rich
perfume. Allow yourself
to make you is cross-stitched
at the bough of every ingress.
Fool is to worry. Fool is to wait
for someone to tell me what I know
already. I clap for a mind
that can change and will.
I harness nature’s fortitude
and call bats down to crush
the self-doubt that parades
as my true self in platform
sandals, teetering and ignorant
of the hidden messages of fate.
That I will flourish
even without permission.
Curricular Competency Reflection
I chose this poem because it fulfilled all requirements and also I related to the idea of the poem and liked how it was inspiring and self improving. I found this poem to be enlightening and helped me even find myself more through the poets words. I thought the constant practice helped me learn and I think it helped me tremendously. Outside of class I practiced with a partner who made me repeat the parts that I didn’t know more then others which helped me a lot. Writing a paragraph on the poem helped dive deeper into the meaning therefore understanding it more to then present it better.
Core Competency Reflection
-Some skills I have developed to make my creative activities better are using partners to bounce off ideas to then make the best work possible through eachother.
-When I need to boost my mood or re-focus, I focus on a very small portion at a time to not overload myself and continue working easier.
-I respectfully advocate for my needs by communicating to peers and teachers on what I need to fully immerse myself in my work and therefore make my best work