Poetry Anthology Project
By: Joseph Jones
Introduction
Where I'm From Poem
Where I'm From
I am from sweet tea,
from Cavender boots and Aunt Jean’s pie.
I am from the open prairies.
( beautiful everlasting landscape.)
I am from the bluebonnet,
the pecan trees
that grow outside my window.
I am from Sunday church and southern hospitality,
from David Jones and Lisa Jones.
I am from the sports loving
and military serving,
from the Bible and hold true to family values.
with Christian values
and honor to God.
I’m from Texas,
brisket and watermelon.
From the service of my father in the Gulf War,
the hard working dedication to stay alive.
Bible verses
above all entrances,
five kids
unconditional love
I am from the Jones family,
a military serving,
sports loving,
God honoring,
and sweet tea drinking family.
Narrative poem
Requiem
Shivering behind a cast-iron door
I prepare to stare into evil’s face.
My heart was beating out of my chest.
As the door plunges into the scarlet ocean of spilling corpuses,
husbands, fathers, sons, and brothers
all taken from
wives, children, parents, and sisters.
Mind tells me to hide with the followers
Heart forces me to jeopardize myself
As a soldier
As a leader
As an American
running toward the gates of death
Snipers shot shells that seared selfless servicemen
bullets, bombs, smoke, cries
all emotions spill out as my rifle begins to cut
sand
rocks
nazis.
Delivering
pain
loss
grief
though the ends of my fingertips
my gun was was as cold as a Nazi heart…
An innocent mind transforms
into a predator who must hunt. to. survive.
As the battle concludes I stagger through the corpses
searching for the swastika
universal symbol of evil
my soldier’s instincts come alive one last time
to tear that flag
and plant my own anew
But a sharp cry pierces the air
Some wounded Nazi’s bloody German
I turn to face the noise
And see—
Structure poem
The Picture above is the original Format. This paragraph below allows you to read it better due to the blurry picture.
Unconditional Love
Love without conditions, unconditional love is never ending and uplifting. The type of love that endorses and goes the distance goes the distance. Who loves us unconditionally? JEUSE! He loves is when we are down, he loves us when we ignore Him. He sticks closer then us then a brother. He will never leave us. Most of all, he loves us when we are unlovable. He who believes in his unconditional love will receive his love eternally, but he who doesn’t will surely perish…
Unconditional Love
(Love without conditions,)
Unconditional love is NEVER ending,
NEVER ending,
NEVER ending,
uplifting.
The type of love that endorses and goes the
distance.
Who loves us unconditionally???
(JESUS)
He
Loves
Us
When
We
Are
Down.
He loves us when we ignore Him.
Hestickscloserthenusthenabrother
He will NEVER.....leave….us…
MOST of all, He LOVES us when we are unLOVABLE.
He who believes in HIS
Un con di tion al
L O V E
Will re-ceive his L O V E
eternally.
BUT
he who doesn’t
will
S
U
R
E
L
Y
perish.
Ode Poem
Ode to my Burrito
Woke up in the morning
Feeling this sense; this urge
On a top-secret mission to save
My stomach
One burrito at a time
One place in mind.
My heart and car are racing
Hands barely holding on to the wheel
A heavenly light beams down
Illuminating this blessing; this holy temple of tomatillo and tortillas.
this sense of urge I’ve never felt so compelled to do ever in my life. I believe I was on a secret mission of saving my stomach one burrito at a time with the thoughts of one place in my mind. I race to the restaurant with my hands gripping the steeling wheel as if I was holding on for dear life to get a burrito. As I pull up, it seems as if a heavenly light was shinning down onto god’s blessing of society, a Chipotle restaurant.
Adrenaline running through my veins
the oh so divine serenity of all-natural foods grown from the garden of Eden that make my hunger dissipate.
Greeted by workers that gifted with the hands of a surgeon
saving hundreds of starving stomachs everyday with essential life-saving skills.
As my words spill out from the supreme power of what my burrito needs, I can’t help myself from drooling on the glass that separates me from my beloved best friend.
The flour tortilla
the temple of my burrito
holding the congregation together.
Black beans; they complete me
the hole in my heart that is filled again with the taste of bittersweet sensation.
White rice
the snow of my burrito
lemon-lime grains of truth.
Chicken
the heart of my burrito
the place in my heart that can never be tampered with.
The blend of the rich spices flowing
from the highest point of the mountain
to the running streams of a valley.
The meat that has been marinated all its life
waiting for this moment
of glorious homecoming.
Lettuce
secret leaves of nutrition that give me floral energy.
The plant of wisdom that gives me ever endless knowledge of life.
Cheese
holy cow it’s that good
The cheese that is the bee’s knees.
Guacamole
the peak of the mountain of my burrito
praying they don’t charge me the extra price
for salvation that should be free.
Allusion Poem
Deus Ex Comida
Steak, always a winner, never makes you thinner.
A meaty sensation that makes you worth a million bucks.
In the heat of the meat is Dallas – where God made the steak with his own hands.
Full of flavor you must savor. A slap every time of overwhelming flavor.
The glisten of golden carvings on top called cheese
The surrounding of a puffy cumulus cloud of crust
A pillar of cloud guides me through the city that never sleeps.
A city where you can fly from one side to the other.
A fish born to be like the Pink Panther.
From the west coast of celebrities and the surf capitol of the states.
The salmon that is nurtured to perfection by the world.
A taste that makes you want to discover Atlantis!
Hard pointy blades of cactus keep you away from the golden cake center you just can’t resist.
A fruit that grows from streets paved with gold and drops onto the earth.
A place where hello to us is aloha in their created language.
The brightness of the yellow rings creates an eclipse in the sky.
Millions of peaches, peaches for me.
A round fuzz ball that contains every decadence in the world
Like moonlight through the pines of my Georgia state of mind.
A bite of sweetness even Eve would envy.
Sonnet Poem
Astrophil Stella
I say that love is like a starry sky
Transmitted from myself and unto you
Your star shines brightest-no one can deny
A twinkle of a love that glows so true.
A darkness penetrated from on high
Your beauty-northern star-shall guide my way.
Though double-dealing suitors seek to lie
Your purest heart can never decay.
But though I have flaws buried deep inside
A hollow heart-you love me even still.
The lonely flowers in my soul have died
Imperfections frosted by your love’s chill.
Let your love be my guardian angel
I hope this poem took the right angle.
Reflection
Throughout my poem anthology project, I came across many opportunities in each different format that inspired each poem to get the message across in the most effective way. For example, in my “Ode to My Burrito”, my use of words and format were used to persuade and to intrigue the reader of how amazing a burrito is that takes your taste buds for a ride to heaven and showcased the emotions of how I felt toward a burrito. Each poem served a different purpose intended for the reader by either finding a connection or trying to show a deeper thought of person’s emotion and how it relates to our own emotions. Overall, my poems were created to make the reader feel a connection and relate to my stories. During this process of creating my project, I had to take a deeper look into myself of finding my own purpose into each poem I created to incorporate my own personal beliefs and emotions. My Faith and beliefs inspired to spread my message to others through my poems praying that they find the everlasting love I’ve experienced in my own life.