This is the first poem assigned through my creative writing course at school. I was given a list of words and was expected to write a poem with all of them. If this makes no sense or doesn't seem like it has any reason to have been written, the list is why. Enjoy!
First Poem
I watched myself flip
Aluminum wrapped chocolate marshmallow blobs
On a grill, as rusty as the sky.
Surviving sun beams reached
To the roof of the Earth
Before everything was pulled beneath
The chartreuse blanket of twilight.
All the mini mallows
Had morphed into a puddle
Enveloping sprinkled chips of chocolate.
The arrogant starry boss
Of pushy Night
Elbowed tired Daylight
Off of it’s sunny shift.
A beaming moon,
A happy employee,
Ready to work and give the dark business
A bright side to its letdowns.
The hardened, potato-brown crusts
Superglued to the foil
Will never make a voyage within me.
If I just read this poem in a book other than Shel Silverstein's, I wouldn't see a reason for such a random poem to be written. Who writes about marshmallows? Well... actually, I happen to enjoy marshmellows and described a way I like to cook them. However, that thing about night being a bully, I don't really look at life through such a personified lens. I guess I was just going along with all of those people that like to pretend that vases can talk and animals can cook pancakes. *insert thumbs up emoji here* Finally, the "voyage within me" was a dramatic way to say that I can't eat that delicious burnt crust of marshmallow because it's stuck to the foil. I know. It's terrible. An abomination. To wrap things up (like aluminum foil), I shall voyage through the night and possibly finish writing the thesis for my next paper, due to the teacher that taught my CW course last year and now is my full English teacher this year.
Interesting. Sorry, all. I stink at writing conclusions.
