Ms. Widman
High School Creative Writing
This week the students at Amundsen went into the cinematic universe and looked at poetry that uses movie like techniques. We read “Please Refrain from Talking During the Movie” by Robert Polito and “Movie” by Eileen Myles. During the brainstorm the students were asked what would be some settings, soundtracks/scores, and metaphors in the movie of their life. If I could publish all 32 students this week, I would. Every single poet produced something so true to the voice they’ve been cultivating and the images they used–hallelujah worthy. I am so proud of these writers. Here are this week’s poems:
Movie
by Adan M.
It’s either dull
like the color gray
or bright
like meadows of green grass.
Borius, My Life is at Home
by Uriel F.
Always romanticizing imaginations
thinking about love that isn’t there
I want it so bad, but I don’t reach to it.
Feels like a joke
but wait until it is one.
I walk in the streets of my own self image.
I think of myself as a moving plot
but wait until it is one.
The garage is where every hangout stays in the past.
Each friend has their ways to cherish the moment.
Juice world brings us his talents and his unrealized work.
The main man only wants us to understand
but wait until we will.
We never go that far,
not even our main attractions,
The City of Lake Michigan.
We can only imagine how it could’ve been like
there’s so many questions and concerns
there’s no end to this story
but wait until there is one.
Don’t Tell Me What to Do!
by Gianna O.
Stop, I’ve had enough.
The rules you give me are the worst.
I won’t follow them anymore,
I’ll go to Skokie Mall and Barnes & Noble
if I want.
Just listen, Gianna.
I’m 17, I don’t need you
telling me what to do.
Pink Floyd Plays When You Plug Your Phone into the Car Jack
by Asher D.
Pink Floyd plays when you plug your phone into the car jack
and I hold your drink for you.
Now I’m a cup holder.
I want to hide everything else from you
just as I cover my gaze from who you are.
I have no clue who you are.
My gaze is turned to the roof of the car
like a cup holder
I am here to do what I’m here to do
like a cup holder
I hold the plastic up.
I am a cup holder.
You pull up to my street
and take the drink out of my hands.
Messy Room
by Paola R.
Messy head
the only thing being well kept
is a book shelf
books filled with sticky notes
some have more pink sticky notes
some have more blue sticky notes
some books are filled with poetry
others are filled with fantasy
of what my life could be
each book being well kept & dusted
every week.
The same can’t be said of
my floors which are
hiding under my clothes.
A Black Noir
by Octavia C.
I am forgetting what was done to me.
I am forgetting that I wished to fly away.
I can forget you
or forgive you,
which one will it be?
You stood there
with no avail
moving us from that apartment to the next
into smaller settings.
But a family miles apart from each other
are you, are you, coming to the tree?
Will we meet there and let the war begin?
THe restless nights.
The sirens hailing a hopeless howl
outside of our temporary apartment.
He’d hit her
and would try to punish me,
but don’t worry, he didn’t get far.
You see,
my fears
remain at the bottom of the sea.
No matter the hurt, no matter the failed attempts
to crunch and devour me
I’ll cry in the shower, don’t worry,
I’ll contain my brimstone fiery anger, trust me.
Yeah, I’m mad;
I am exploding.
But to keep going
this volcano will not erupt today
for my own sanity’s sake.
Trust me;
don’t worry.
Eat Pizza with the Turtles
by Anothony L.
Want to stay at the theater for the drinks,
really love those Icees.
The price in the movie is pretty pain.
Have to wait in line suck
wishes to hangout with the TMNT eating pizza in
mostly at Mikey’s place.
Sir please exit the theater sir.
God I wish to the power of Randy Orton RKO Nickendon and Will Smith slap on my side
been sent to the Shadow Realm
fighting a powerful opponent they known for as DPD
challenge them at Uno card
I just want to watch the new Mario movie.
