Alaya+White

by a poet if i were a poet i'd kidnap you put you in my phrases and meter.... ~Yolande Cornelia "Nikki" Giovanni, Jr., "kidnap poem" // //Wanted: a needle swift enough to sew this poem into a blanket. ~Charles Simic
 * //ever been kidnapped

//Poets are like magicians, searching for magical phrases to pull rabbits out of people's souls. ~Glade Byron Addams **

Hibernation (quote from "I Am Not Lonely" Nikki Giovanni)** Sitting by that window always makes me sad and mad and kinda glad. Sad because you never seemed to come Mad because don't I deserve better? Glad because I've matured into someone where your actions no longer affect me And its funny because Im sitting here writing this shaking and just reflection makes me upset.
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i don't cry or anything****"**
 * "but i'm a big girl

Try to walk a mile in my shoes? We don't wear the same size You'll probably walk away with blisters on your feet But anyway I remember the day Or days rather That you just went away and forgot about me And then on top of that you were no where to be found Hibernation? I Mean your first born should matter right? Where were you? Your broke my heart you know that? Do you see my face washed with tears? Is this sadness enough for you? Enough for you to never do it again? You ruined my trust level for all people That window still affects me Im gonna have to admit it! It still affects me because I sat there waiting for who Waiting for You Am I supposed to wait all my life for you? Is that what you would like me to do? Be a depender? Depend on people to do things for me Unlike you people who actually care about me Helped me become independent And when the time comes When I have my own children I will not hibernate!

So did you notice That your saying one thing and doing another just barely affects me anymore Its such a shame that I'm used to you not coming through that door Once you mentioned coming to see me in my mind The lie light flashed Switching my ears to BS mode Now, I've developed this mode at A very young age I developed it from your constant "I'm sorry" 's, "I'm on my ways" 's, and "I just forgot" 's Now that tattoo you just got across your heart of my face Let me know what that is supposed to symbolize I'm always on your heart? BS Mode activated! Because if that was the case then Your saying one thing and doing another would affect me STILL I wouldn't have a lie light nor a BS mode and the words "I'm sorry" "I'm on my way" and "I just forgot" Would never go from you to me
 * Unforgivable**

Cool me down Breeze from the fire in my eyes Anger washes over my face Where is my mask when I need it? To no surprise I seem to be egged on by the enemy They're ignorant to my ability I can hear Sensei say CONTROL Ms. White So I breathe deeply as I would in the dojo In and out The enemy proceeds to push me CONTROL Ms. White FIGHT!
 * Ode to Shotokan**
 * At ease

Sonnet: Moral

Once upon a time there was a girl She was so beautiful From her hair to her curls She shined like a crystal People never thought she had the brains People ignored things that came out her mouth Too much beauty makes you insane She's always stopped before words could come out This girl wanted to be heard Everything she said was always dismissed Not being heard was absurd So the moral of the story is this

Never let beauty get in the way Of whatever you have to say **

**Nikki Giovanni** From reading Nikki Giovanni’s poems and biographies she is a pretty up beat type of person. In her poetry she displays her emotions with clever lines and things that only a swift eye may pick up on and comprehend. For example, in one of my favorites of her pieces of work, “I Wrote a Good Omelet”, one concept I noticed that was pretty clever was that she wrote the poem right after loving someone. I noticed that she switched around actions as if she wasn’t sane after loving someone. I thought this was pretty clever and creative.



Compared to other poets and my fellow students in Iron stream I like to think my poems are simplistic but vivd. I find myself becoming best friends with the thesaurus when it comes to the poetry I write. These are the times when I absolutely love broadening my vocabulary. I believe this extends my intelligence by miles because I store this brand new knowledge and use it in everyday life. I don't tend to use a lot of figurative language in my poems because it can become a little cliche. When I feel the need to "make sure the reader gets this point" I may result in coming up with a few comparisons in order to describe. But on the other hand I normally bluntly describe with depth. When it comes to figurative language I like to use personification. For example, in the poem above, Ode to Shotokan, I used personification when I was talking about Anger. The fact that it washed over my face. This kind of description gives the reader a vivid vision of how angry I was. For me poetry comes out of my pores. Poetry flows in my veins. I Love Poetry!