The walk poem involves a walk. The interesting thing is that
there are so many ways for the walk to be a part of the poem, and the poem to
be a part of the walk. There are at least four basic types of walk poems, of
which there are a great many variations and blends:
a.
A poem about what the poet sees during a
particular walk.
b.
A poem about a walk that produces a revelation
of some kind.
c.
A poem whose length, style, and shape mirror the
length, style, and shape of the walk.
d. A poem that reflects the way the mind works
during the walk. (When you are out walking, the mind flows somewhat differently
than it does when you are sitting at home.)
A Late Walk – Robert Frost
When I go up through
the mowing field,
The headless aftermath,
Smooth-laid like thatch with the heavy dew,
Half closes the garden path.
And when I come to the garden ground,
The whir of sober birds
Up from the tangle of withered weeds
Is sadder than any words
A tree beside the wall stands bare,
But a leaf that lingered brown,
Disturbed, I doubt not, by my thought,
Comes softly rattling down.
I end not far from my going forth
By picking the faded blue
Of the last remaining aster flower
To carry again to you.
The headless aftermath,
Smooth-laid like thatch with the heavy dew,
Half closes the garden path.
And when I come to the garden ground,
The whir of sober birds
Up from the tangle of withered weeds
Is sadder than any words
A tree beside the wall stands bare,
But a leaf that lingered brown,
Disturbed, I doubt not, by my thought,
Comes softly rattling down.
I end not far from my going forth
By picking the faded blue
Of the last remaining aster flower
To carry again to you.
Your final poem should be a minimum of 20 meaningful lines (the influence of the walk should be apparent).
Breathe in the beauty of it all
ReplyDeleteLet your eyes soak in all the color
Have your ears be flooded with the sound
Allow your tongue to drink the morning dew
Walk amongst the trees
Dance within the forests
Take a walk in the woods
Experience the beauty of it all
Leave the car behind
Use the first form of transportation
Glide through the plants
Feel the rushing wind
We take these things for granted
The beauty we all see each day
We destroy what is beautiful
And not many care
We need to stop this
And care for these things
Leave the creatures their home
And keep the old woods
Stop putting in the condos
Where the trees once called home
Sit with the trees for once
And appreciate what the earth has given us
the tour of life
ReplyDeletethe tour of life bieng born in a horrible world
having your parents there when you have your first breaths
the first moment you open those eyes
the first moments you takes steps than fall
after that you grow up into a little child
you dont know the meaning of life there
damb nobody does either
the feeling when your an 8th grade
you grown so much the years past by to quick
lifes hard for you when you in high school you think
than the moment hits you when you die to quick
The red flowers grow on the lawn
ReplyDeleteAs the clouds above move
I look back down to talk with friends
To discuss The Challenge and its questions
I look back up to see the clouds have changed colors
From a light grey to a very dark and heavy grey
The signs of another storm
That’s what we need right now, another heavy storm
I have almost concluded my walk when I turn the last corner
The school doors come into vision
Welcoming me back
I enter the building and come back into the life of school
I stare into the other class rooms as I walk by
Each student busy at his or her own work
They might glance up for a second to watch me walk by
But quickly go back to their studies like I was no one
I enter the library ready to write down my findings
Ready to write a poem about the great outdoors
When I look back outside at the sky
To see the sun shining through the clouds
Together, the class walks
ReplyDeleteTo see nature as it is
Walking we start to circle the building
Trying to gain inspiration for a poem
Towards the back I stand
Following everyone as they go
Watching the scenery as we past
I listen to the conversations that occur
The students talk about normal things
Laughing and joking over private matters
Observing as the students foal around
Enjoying the companionship the students show
I walk behind them slowly realizing
That I don’t want these days to end
Days that we spend in our youth
Bound by invisible strings to the people of our town
Smiling with our friends and pulling pranks
Not having to worry too much about the world around us
And being free of a grownup’s responsibility
I never want these days of our youth to end.
The world is still.
ReplyDeleteSerenity reigns.
Although I walk with a group, deep inside I stand alone.
Time moves, the future is nigh.
The still pool of life is disturbed by a pebble.
It falls, and the ripples engulf me.
The ripples of change and uncertainty.
They bend, they bounce, and they absorb me.
The fabric of time binds me within it.
I breathe in deeply, and my heart pounds with excitement.
I become a part of something deeper.
Something extravagant.
I continue to walk.
Glimpses of the future pass by my eyelids.
I do not blink.
I watch.
I see love, in all of its beautiful joy.
I see peace, in all of its calm glory.
But I also see pain.
Pain that tears flesh from bone, pain I will have to endure.
But I have hope.
Hope that the love will pull me through
Hope that the peace will help me cope.
But they are not what gives me the greatest comfort.
My greatest comfort is that I do not walk alone.
There will always be someone there to help me stand when I fall.
I smile as I walk through the doorway and feel the ripples fade away. I return to the present.
The world is still.
I took a walk today,
ReplyDeleteLeaves rustled in the wind,
Shaking,
As if they wanted to fall
But could not yet find the strength.
I quickened my pace,
Tips of grass sharply cut,
Tickled by the breeze;
Flies mindlessly flying high,
Flowers mindlessly losing petals.
I stopped for a moment,
Rows of houses
That once moved with me
Stopped as well;
We glared at each other.
When I began walking again,
The wide road was clear,
Undisturbed;
The clouds seemed stiff,
Stuck like cotton-candy in the sky;
I couldn’t imagine why
They chose to mingle in one place,
Frozen,
When they could take a stroll
And observe the world instead.
When I walked with my homies nothing stayed still.
ReplyDeleteYou never know with nature maybe at the end somebody will have to read my will.
Never know if nature is willing to kill.
This happened before with a man called Bill.
As the wind was blowing it gave such a thrill.
When the wind hits you it’s like a chill
I was even running down a hill.
I was laying with Tyler in a bed
Move over!!! That is what I said.
I also told him he had a big head.
I hopped out the truck.
Yelled that bed sucked.
I saw a Cadillac it reminded me of Puck.
I met up with Jon I have the best of luck.
A kid followed us I thought his name was Chuck.
When me and Jon it’s with spunk
Chuck had a certain smell he actually stunk
Jon is such a hunk
When I saw him I started to crunk
When he left something in me shrunk.
im sorry i shunk your heart:(
DeleteI walked with my dawgs around the block
ReplyDeleteI saw a man hitting a door, knock knock
The green truck in front of me
Tyler and Felix jumping in was all I could see
With the all the trees so green
Felix has been working out, he looked so lean
Tyler running around, finally started to walk
Felix, Tyler and I all had a good talk
A leaf had some spikes
The sidewalk had a dike
Mr. Voulgar almost came
Felix and I would get all the blame
I started to see the door
This poems such a bore
I looked down and saw an ant
Tyler stood on a slant
We looked at the school
Tylers truck had a tool
We looked so fine
All the girls could be all mine
It’s the releasing air; it’s the aloof breeze,
ReplyDeleteIt’s the whisking leaves and trembling grass,
It’s everything that captures me
It’s everything that can set me free
The only thing that sets my thoughts free
As I walk, my mind knows no bounds
My body moves, my thoughts flow
They drift to places never before considered
Places I never acknowledged when I was stiff
Only when I’m in motion, are there no limits
So the faster I go, this pace is too slow
My mind’s still too closed
I break into a run,
Leave the idea of a walk in the dust
But everything else speeds ahead
The only thing that matters, is the road ahead
I feel like I can never be stopped
I never want to stop
I never want to slow down
I never want to be trapped again
The walk was not very long
ReplyDeleteBeing with the guys made it seem even shorter
Wind was blowing and the trees were shaking
The sun was hidden behind the clouds
Nature is something that should be respected but feared
Trees are giants that stand tall against the wind
When the wind gets strong enough it will shake the trees like a dog pooping razor blades
Then we turned the corner
The trees had flat acorns falling from the trees
Than the flat acorns turned into spike balls
Once we turned the corner the idea sparked
We walked so far ahead that we were out of sight
I saw that my truck was close
The idea was decided on
We hid in the back of the truck
Staying low and silent the class passed us
Once everyone had passed we realized that we would never be found
However we got out because we like our teacher to much
They had no idea we had gotten behind them till the very end
I should be a spy
The sunlight instantly blinded me in a solar flare
ReplyDeleteAnd broke away as I shielded my eyes.
The world I love was revealed
The outside world, an open landscape
So vast, yet so confined in my world
Each step sent everything past me
All of the trees and organisms that remain unseen
Were aware of us and confused
Every scent is similar, yet alien in its wake
But then becomes all too familiar
Familiarity increases with every step
The uneven terrain and crunchy leaves
Leave thoughts of clichés in my mind
Although they are over looked every day.
Despite the serenity of it constantly threatened
By way too many things
People drive by and shield themselves
With the conformed society we live in
Almost scared of
The fresh air
With every step I take
ReplyDeleteThe view changes
The ocean line so clear
The sand dunes so repetitive
But my surrounding changes slowly
The world around my disappears
I sink into the serenity
Of this warm, sunset world
The next step brings me closer to
The nonexistent end of this shore
A sea shell of vibrant colors
Found at my feet
But lost in the next few strides
Across this never ending beach, I continue to walk
The ocean on my right
Stretches far beyond the horizon
My simple mind unable to comprehend
Its lengths, its depths and the life it contains
Yet so peaceful and calming in the visible motion
So quickly I’m falling in love with the beautiful ocean
People rushing around
ReplyDeletebut in my head the thoughts are slow and calm
I see kids running in all directions
The people rushing to get home to their families
But I am here going forward
I go on and pass the park
a quiet place indeed.
I stand and watch the birds flutter in the sky
And squirrels race around the ground
I continue on
With the air sending a refreshing breeze
and the sun shining down
I continue forward to my home
The air still fresh
The birds chirp and love song
The squirrels race after each other
And the spring air filled with love and happiness
as I approach my house I know my journey is coming to an end
I want to stay on the journey and watch the world for ever
But I know that the world is waiting for me so I have to go.