Poetry is something that many people can relate to and
don’t even realize they can! Anxiety has been a major factor in my life thus
far and poetry and writing has helped me overcome leaps and bounds. I kept a
book of all my pieces and I when I go back I see my fears written all over the
place. My two biggest fears and the themes for many of my poems were growing up
and finding true love but then waking up to find it was all just a dream. Then
as I got older I read more outside poetry and realized published poets also had
the same thoughts and fears as I did.
Growing up is an inevitable and completely natural
experience in life. Life is all about growing and maturing as a person but when
I was young I was so terrified by the thought of adulthood. “Nothing Gold Can
Stay” by Robert Frost is about youth and how important it is to enjoy is while
it lasts. Gold symbolizes the purity and innocence of the flower but as the day
goes on it’s getting older and changing. The poem goes as follows:
“Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest
hue to hold.
Her early
leaf’s a flower;
But only so
an hour.
Then leaf
subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank
to grief,
So dawn goes
down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.” This poem was featured in The Outsiders
by S.E Hinton and has stuck with me since the 7th grade. The tone of
this poem is almost bittersweet because clearly there’s nothing that can stop
people, or in this case flowers, from growing but yet we still have to enjoy
the beauty of them when they’re new and fresh. Frost used a rhyme scheme, which
he was very popular in his poetry! His scheme is clearly AABBCCDD and it makes
the poem more enjoyable and stresses the lines better. I used to stay up at night
wondering if I’d grow up and be able to make it out in the world. From that
fear I wrote one of my favorite poems, “Neverland.” And it goes as follows:
“Peter Pan please take me away,
take me to Neverland
where I can stay.
A place to where I run and fly
A place I won’t grow old,
A place I could never die.
Peter I’m scared to be an adult,
they don’t have fun,
that can’t be my result.
I want to live wild and free,
go on adventures,
oh please take me?
I want to live out my dream,
imagine you and me,
we could be a team!
Wouldn’t that be oh so great?
So tonight I’ll lie in my bed,
Pray and wait.” I specifically used a rhyme scheme but
skip every other line because as a child poetry is all about rhyming. I wanted
this poem to show off just how important it was to me at the time to stay
young. The tone of this poem is fear and a bit of sadness. I’m begging a
fictional character to take m to a fictional place where I could live out my
life as forever 17, which was the age I wrote the poem at. “Nothing Gold Can
Stay” and “Neverland” are similar because they’re both about wanting to stay
young and about enjoying youth because it does go by quickly.
A fear of losing love is also something else many poets
write about. I used to have these vivid dreams and everything seemed so real,
so clear but suddenly I’d wake up and have a sense of missing something or
someone. I called this poem “Separate”
“I wonder
if you know yet that you’ll leave me.
That you are
a child playing with matches and I have a paper body.
You will
meet a girl with a softer voice and prettier hair and she
will be
everything you need.
She’ll be
perfect.
You will
fall into her bed and I’ll go back to spending Friday nights alone, hopelessly
and anxiously waiting.
I have
chased off every fool who has tried to sleep beside me.
You think
it’s romantic to screw the girl who writes poems about you.
To screw
any girl for that matter.
You think
I’ll understand your sadness because I live inside my own.
Truthfully
everyone’s sadness is their own and yes,
I may feel for you but I’ll never understand.
You want a miracle and I want love.
Our two wants shall not cross paths,
Our two worlds are better off separate.” I wrote this in December
about one of my friends that I had fallen head over heels for. I started off
the poem with, “I wonder if you know yet that you’ll leave me” because in truth
we did have something but there was always a devil on his shoulder and somehow
it always got the best of him. The tone of this poem was desperation to me. I
just wanted him to realize what he was doing and in the end, I couldn’t find
the words. We would always remain in separate worlds when it came to
relationships. A poem by Billy Collins called “Divorce” on page 462 gives the
same message that sometimes you love isn’t completely enough.
“Once, two spoons in bed,
now tined forks
across the granite table
and the
knives they have hired.” With
18 words about utensils (which was a metaphor for much more) this reader thinks
about divorce proceedings. They start off in bed as spoons, which could mean
spooning the way people in love do. Then
they begin to separate and distance themselves from one another. The knives
represents divorce attorneys and I think Collins picked knives because they’re
the most sharp and most dangerous of the utensils. They can really hurt
someone, much like the way divorce attorneys can. These two poems relate
because they both end with a lack of love and sadness in them. No one wants to
admit things are over when a relationship is starting to go downhill but yet,
sometimes it must be said.
“Neverland,”
“Nothing Gold Can Stay,” “Separate,” and “Divorce” are just some of the poems I
have read or wrote that really speak to me. Poetry is for everyone as long as
you understand it and interpret it how it makes the most sense to you.
