Poetry Anthology

By: Lakota Maxwell

Introduction

Lakota Maxwell was born in Fort Worth, Texas and started to write poetry in Middle School. She has one sister and three cats and a dog. Poetry was never her favorite because of the lack of knowing what to write about.
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Where I'm From

I am from pencil and paper, from reeses and altoids.

I am from the green healthy grass by the pecan and peach trees. (it smelled fresh, like clean linen).

I am from the carnation, the oak trees whose long thick branches I used to climb on.

I'm from baking delicious desserts and eyeglasses, from Maxwell and Choi.

I am from the know-it-alls and the gossipers.

From smile and turn it down.

I am from church every Sunday to church every now and then.

I'm from Fort Worth and South Korea, kimchi and steak.

From the hunger of my grandparents during the Great Depression, the love of horses shared by my dad and Grandma.

I am from the priceless memories held in the copious amounts of pictures in the numerous scrapbooks piling up in the tall, sturdy, and wooden bookshelf in a purple bedroom.

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Narrative Poem

She's a hunter, stalking her prey.

Just sitting there and waiting all day.

Her hair is as gray as clay

and her claws make them run away.

But with her sparkling eyes as green as grass,

and her walk being full of sass,

there's no question of why she's so adored.


Waiting for her quarry makes her bored,

but once she sees her victim,

she pounces and tears it apart, limb by limb.

After the pursuit, she leaps over the wooden heap

and runs home after a job well done and goes to sleep.

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The Sleeping Storm

........................................................Clouds forming, gathering, turning gray

......................................................it's starting to become windy better go

....................................................inside, a storm is brewing. Starting to

..................................................hear thunder, surely lightning will

................................................follow, must leave it's not safe.

............................................Running, tripping, dripping wet

.........................................from the pool, trying to go home. Rain is falling

....................................left to right, front and back, I'm becoming wetter

.................................by the minute. Finally at the threshold! Trying to

...........................open the door, won't budge, locked. Stuck outside

....................in a cold, windy, rainy place. Better go find the extra

.................key hidden under one of these rocks. Thundering,

........................................lightning, and raining more, I need

...............................to hurry. Lights flash, bolt of lightning

............................strikes, can't see, ears ringing, feeling

.........................hot. Is this how the story ends? Will

...............someone come and help? It's becoming

.............harder to breathe. This doesn't feel as

...........though I've been hit by lightning.

........As I open my eyes, I look

.....around, it's my bedroom!

...I must have fallen

asleep.

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Ode to my Cat

My uncle gave me a cat in a cage.

She was as wild as a lion!

She wears a gray and white coat,

which is as soft as a bunny.

Immediately bringing her into the house,

she stormed off and hid.

Nevertheless after awhile,

she sat next to me,

wishing to be pet.

She even licked me with sandpaper that she calls a tongue!

Then everyday she lays by my side,

and chews on my pencils,

sometimes even my homework!

But I forgive her because of her mesmerizing eyes.

Her eyes are two fields of grass

with an oval black spot in the middle.

And her claws are twenty needles

puncturing the couch.

But even though she's so destructive,

I still love her.

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Caffeinated Delight

Coffee is the drink that you want to hug.

It can be creamy, bitter, or sweet, you can make it however you want.

It is after all, a delicious beverage served in a mug.

It's a caffeinated drink that you can flaunt.


It can also cause you to be awake

and comes with a unique taste,

which goes well with a cake.

Making it a drink you don't want to waste.


Usually served hot or cold,

either burning your mouth or freezing your brain,

it still surprises you by being so bold,

Even though you can drink it plain.


Coffee makes your taste buds scream with glee

and causes you to feel free.

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Reflection

My favorite selections are the "Ode to my Cat" and "Creamy Delight" because it expresses how I feel about the two the best. I used narrative writing style to tell a story about a cat and a girl dreaming about a storm. I also used description writing style to describe coffee, my cat, and myself by using an ode and sonnet form. My intended effect on the reader was to share my thoughts about coffee and cats. I wrote about what my cat accomplishes throughout her day and described her characteristics and wrote about coffee as my sonnet poem to achieve the goal of having the reader to understand my feelings for this subject/animal. I enjoyed writing these poems for this unit because it was fun to pull out these creative ideas and words from my head. My creative process was to write about the first subject that popped up in my mind usually being something I like such as cats.
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