Reader Response #6: Find a Poet

THE POEMS THAT I READ ARE AS FOLLOWS

Too Hard too Bear : Ashley Greer Adamson

The things that i liked don't like about the poem is that the girl is dealing with real life issues like any other teenager goes through when people make jokes about them not having as much as the other kids do.

This connects to my life because their are plenty of things that I go through being a high school teenager and I can imagine what she is going through.

Untitled: Ashley Laine Adams

I don't likening this poem and not liking it at the same time because it is confusing because she really has too much going on in this poem.

But it relates life because we all go through situations.

Life: Ashley Denean Adams

I absolutely don't like this poem because i think she is talking about suicide and killing her self because of what she is going through in life.

this pertains to my life just the problems only the problems not all the other craziness

Seasons: Ashley Adams

I like it bacause it relates to change but their could have been more words in th poem . it relates to life bacause it is talking about change and we all go through changes.

Doors: Ashley Adams

I like this poem because it touches on how your pain/ and or sorrow can get the best of you at times and will build up on you and you have to release it out into the world .
This relates to life because in my life because we all have days when we want to talk and don't and then the pain builds up because we don't let it out

HERE ARE THE POEMS U MAY READ AT YOUR OWN LEISURE AND LEAVE COMMENTS

Seasons
When the first snow falls,it snows fluffy, white snowballs.The sky turns a bluish white,while the stars shine bright,All through the endless night.Then comes spring,when all the pretty birds sing.The flowers blossom,and so does the possum.Next comes summer,it is not a bummer.As we play in the pool,we hope the night will be cool.Finally comes fallwhen leaves fall off trees so tall.After all,the snow will begin to fall,Again.
Ashley Adams
Copyright ©2007 AshleyAdams







Doors
Have you ever cried?But without any tears.Does it seem as thoughdaily pain lasts for years?You question yourself.But first others.Your mom.Dad.Sister or brother.You ask their adviceand they brush you off.This doesn't help especially in times when you feel lost.There's only one person who's truly been there for meand that's the Lord.He's continously closing and opening up doors.And for that I'm forever grateful.
Ashley Adams
Copyright ©2007 AshleyAdams






Life
My life is living hellSometimes i sit back and dwell where will i be in 20 years?If i'm not drown in all my tearsSee my parent thinks it a whinning gameBut they dont understand my constant painSome times i wish i was deadSo all these bad memories would be erase from my headNo one will ever understand me but meYour never going to see my point view Soooo if this is true Then i guess that i'm through
Ashley Denean Adams
Copyright ©2007 Ashley Denean Adams











Untitled
Nothing you can ever say can help me get itback. The night is gone, my blood is goneand all that helped make me..me is gone. Iknow you want to help me, but all you do isremind me of the pain in your eyes reflectingthe pain in mine. Just stop talking about it.I can't even hear it said..the thought makesme ears bleed and my brain melt. I was almostdead..did I see God?Anothers blood courses through my veins, isit clean blood or will the thing that savedme later take my life? My mind races with thethoughts of all this going wrong. Losing theonly thing good that came of this, or losingmy mind all together. I have no-one to talkto about the pain and sadness that has nowords to describe them. I will never be able to deal with this if someone doesn't listento me.Love myself and all will heal..?
Ashley Laine Adams
Copyright ©2007 Ashley Laine Adams






Too Hard to Bear
A whispered wordAn icy glanceNo one thought to give her a chanceA stifled giggleThe rolling eyesNo one bothered to hear her criesShe walked down the hallClothed in ragsCarried books in paper bagsHer toes were blueEach winter mornFor she wore no shoes and her socks were tornThe bruises and burnsThe deep cut on her cheekFrom a broken beer bottle thrown last weekYet no one cared to noticeEven when she was not thereWhen her life became just too hard to bear
Greer Cury
Copyright ©2007 Ashley Greer Adamson