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