My Poem
By: Nick Hurtado
"Sonnet: I thank you" By Henry Timrod
I thank you, kind and best beloved friend,
With the same thanks one murmurs to a sister,
When, for some gentle favor, he hath kissed her,
Less for the gifts than for the love you send,
Less for the flowers, than what the flowers convey;
If I, indeed, divine their meaning truly,
And not unto myself ascribe, unduly,
Things which you neither meant nor wished to say,
Oh! tell me, is the hope then all misplaced?
And am I flattered by my own affection?
But in your beauteous gift, methought I traced
Something above a short-lived predilection,
And which, for that I know no dearer name,
I designate as love, without love’s flame.
Poem main idea
Why I chose the poem.
"Gratitude and thanks" by Mischief Brew
I asked a student of higher schooling
He said he didn't care
When I asked about the sixties
They simply said long hair
Saw a child getting programmed
Getting programmed when she wakes
And I hear a raving elder
Cursing twenty years too late
Oh, how the fascists screwed me
Son, life's too short to win
And then the students of higher schooling
Hid more pills inside his plate
So,
I'd like to
Send gratitude
And thanks
To those who
Had the courage to defy the mighty ranks
Send it to the students who wave the banners
Who held flowers up to the tanks
And to the ones who are still fighting
Yes, all my gratitude
And all my thanks
So as you sit bitter and helpless
So grateful to be dead
Said freedom's here to chill out
So sit and rest your head
Think of those who fought for your right
The path you walked, they paved
And those who fought for your right
To carry it until today
Well it was they who fed the hungry
Scorned the Pentagon for peace
While the army rounded strangers up
And made the instant peace
They who made a union die
So try to fill the jails
And spread a message of unity
Across the nation's rails
And said we're destroying the house that Mack built
Kicking down the doors and pulling nails
And you've the nerve to tell me
That everyone has failed
No,
You should send
Your gratitude
And thanks
To those who
Had the courage to defy the mighty ranks
Send it to the students who wave the banners
Who held flowers up to the tanks
And to the ones who are still fighting
Yes, all my gratitude
Yes, all my thanks
I'd like to
Send out a head and a parting hand
To those who had the courage
To reach and rise and stand
Send it to the lovers and the fighters
To those who stood up and still stand
To those who will chain their wrists
And clench their fists
For here and faraway lands
Song and poem connection
Thanks
I look out into many crowds of my peers
I look down at my hands
A putrid sound seeps into my ears
A sound like one thousand simultaneously playing bands
someone has gotten a new car
they are talking about how fast it goes,
saying that it will take them far
their new gift will awe their foes
Be thankful for what gifts portray
dont pay attention to the objects
look at what the items convey