By Garrett Van Etten
"where i'm From" (autobiographical)
I am from full plates, and from Nintendo and Microsoft.
I am from a bigger house full of warmth
(dark wood to the light walls and the calming decorations).
I am from the trees, the tall big and, over watcher trees
I am from thw meal we eat together and the stubbornness we all share, from Dad and Zach to Logan.
I am from the short temper and big headed we share.
From “God is good, God is great”.. and always to say please and not to forget thank you.
I am from the strong closeness we have to God. As we will always prey before dinner, and discuss and or think of him contently
I'm from the glacial water's the Vikings swam in to the roote'n shoote'n Lone Star State, and the meatloaf and potpies, as we are filled with more than the outside would preserve.
From the trip my great grandfather took from Germany to here, and the the conflict my grandfather fought in, and the hard work my father did while going to school being a father of three and going to work full time.
I am from pictures by the fireplace, the crushed pennies, and pictures of all of the major events of generations. The pictures are warmer than the the fireplace, the pennies are a passport of where I've been, and pictures that could montage my life and many outers.
Narrative-The Never Ending Hunt
It was a warm, yet cool evincing,
but a special one for me as I was about
to become eight tomorrow, and I was
I couldn't wait
I always enjoyed my birthday more than most and
I was excited because it was the start of a now tradition
I was going to participate in a scavenger hunt
I didn't know that
I would be racing around the entire resort
Its was a resort vacation for the family
and coincidentally had it it fell on my
worse birthday, or so I thought until…
THE SCAVENGER HUNT!
I was ready to race like a marathon
I knew it was going to be long but not this large
I just tried to wait while they hid the clues
I just watched TV and waited for I knew when they came back that
I could start
I was ready and
I was so ready to start, then
I heard the door open and
I read the first clue and it alone told me that it was
This was around the entire resort,
I would soon find out. The first clue led to
the pool then the washroom, then the park
to the entry gate to the club house to the restaurant
and so in until finally I went to the final location
BACK AT THE CABIN, BACK TO THE START!
I read the final clue hidden in a tree as it stated: “why have
been ruining around where it was at the start all along?”
I bolted back to the cabin and
I was so surprised as there was a party also prepared, so
I got my prize and enjoyed it as such as it was one of the toys that
I was asking for paired with a movie, but besides that a better gift was the memory that
I got for going on this hunt
I would do it again anytime
Structure-Music is not just sound
Ode-(Ode to my Old viola)
We went through it all from hot summer days, and cold, frozen... desolate nights.
We saw my first famous idol and played my first full symphony; Beethoven's Ninth, or Ode to Joy.
We lived through my first covers and medleys with Mark Wood and his full synthesized rock concert
We played from Mozart and Beethoven to One Republic and Pharrell Williams
We were never the X factor, and maybe
We weren't the best of the best, but
We stayed together and
We were together
We were one
I devoted two years of my and your life to you improving each outer
I don't mind to sound cheesy but,
I would like to say we were in a relationship, but it's not you its me
I realize that being in a dark, solitary.., troglodyte case
I know its my idea to protest you like Rapunzel, but
I also don't want to be Macbeth and end up with a blood bath
I want to help… but want to not hurt you.. even more
I want to be your Saviour not your ultimate desolation
I want you to be safe and you want to live… and be free
You have to understand that
You where my life for two years and I cared for
You and maybe this is my goodbye to
You, but maybe this is my reintroduction and hello to you.
You used to sing and breathe, as it was common and daily, but now
You just sit and wait I'm sure
You are longing for the day when
You will be played again and be come to life again
You probably are aching at the thought of being so close… but – even… further.. away
Extended Metaphor-The Geode's "inside"
I am a geode
The geode may just be a rock but to me it's a ugly rock
that no person could want, but the inside is what every
one wants, but if they dislike the geode from the beginning
then it's for nothing…
The geode just is a rock with a nice pretty inside, but
Need to be weathered, or broken to see the inside.
I roll with whats happening and go with the flow,
but I'm nothing to be pushed around
The geodes inside is made from ext ream pressure
and stress on it how ever the color was decided from
the begging as the conditions around it where it started to
be formed the pressure and chemicals decide that, but
two geodes made at the same place but different time can
result completely different crystal formation
Geodes are hard to break but when done
is worth the wait if it is indeed a geode
Geodes are worth waiting to see if you are determined enough
because you must find one then go through the
process of releasing the crystals
from their cold dark prison they are just waiting for the right person
to have such qualities and determination even if that means forever...
You cant really tell if it a geode that made its way through
the Earth to the surface or just another rock the only
way to tell it to break it to see.