(This is an Assignment from School)

In my school, I am in a group called Writer's Guild. And now with the second semester, we meet every other day for an hour and a half each day so I get more time to write, and even have homework to write, so a lot more poems will be posted. This is an excerpt of a stroy that my teacher found and out job was to change it, and my friend and I did. We changed it a lot. Her name is Shayna K. The first passage is the original, and the second is our edited version. My teacher said this paragraph was meant to be a poem, and in some ways she's absolutely right.



Original:
'...Sparky just longed to gallop —– it seemed more natural. Suddenly the one, two and three, four of her cantering hooves vanished into a lift-off, a levitation I could feel the way you can feel the instant a plane lifts off or a roller coaster dips, and I’d be weightless, hardly resting in the saddle, my heart clop-clopping its own rapid gait as I hovered at a velocity only the tears that the wind jerked from my eyes revealed. In those moments — how long did they last? No more than a minute or two — Sparky and I flew and the earth vanished entirely beneath us. She had become Pegasus, the winged Greek horse, and I, a twelve-year-old-mortal, by some miracle, had been chosen to ride her....'

Our version:

I felt the horse transition into his smooth gait

It was like him and I were one, facing the world together

We were flying through a dream, Sparky and I,

Like he was Pegasus and I were his wings,

We had a natural connection

As if we were made to meet one another

The speed of his hooves set the pace of my heart

He is my miracle

And I cannot imagine my life without him.

Get better soon

Get better soon

your pain is my pain and your strength is my strength

Get better soon

your fight is my fight and your smile is my smile

Get better soon

with every tear that falls for you, too more shall follow

Get better soon

with every ache and every pain that attacks your body it will twice as hard attack my soul

Get better soon

I live for you and without you the sun can shine on me all it wants but I will not feel it’s warmth

Get better soon

I may still be here on earth but my heart, mind and soul shall always follow you

So please,

Get better soon.

An Ode to Words

With every thought I express

I need a way to show it

that’s where you come in

Words are my dreams

Words are my inspiration

Words are my way of life

I only hear through you

I sing songs through you

I cannot go a day without using you

And whenever I read a book

you fill the page

you illuminate the page in every way

the shining stars of the show

Words are the only thing I’ll ever use my entire life

and I promise to never stop using you.

Home

Beyond my eyesight lies home,

that can only be called mine,

an oasis that’s just within reach

a shelter where no harm can be done

That will always belong to me,

In which I have free reign to do what I please

Home can be the corner behind the waterfall,

the hill where the sun sets over the sea,

the part of the woods the moon highlights,

the jungle in which the wolves don’t dare to go,

the place beneath the sea where the sunlight shines green,

the cliff that barely hovers above the ocean,

the snow – filled mountain’s green grass skirt

once my home was found, I claimed it for

Home is the one place I can call my own.