- When writing this poem, I found that each day I had a different mindset each time I went to edit a new draft. This changed the poem in various ways based on how I was feeling that day. I tried to ‘open’ my mind when writing this poem and just wrote how I was feeling. There were many challenges but being a person who writes with large handwriting was probably my biggest. Being confined to the tiny, folded pages of this book made it extremely difficult to write a complete poem. It forced me to not only write smaller, but have a short, concise poem. I struggled with trying to make it short enough so that it would fit, but long enough so that it would make sense and have a sort-of ending. Also, creating a fitting title was something that I had trouble with during this time.
2. I decorated the book based solely off of the words in the poem. I wanted to draw the feeling of the poem, but I am a very literal person and the only thing I could think of was using the words I found important in the poem. Like I mentioned above, I have very large handwriting and am not very good at being concise, so I was unable to add anything to the inside of the book pages. Sadly, I am not very artistic, but it was very cool to be able to try and convert the words into another form of art. If I had drawn the feelings I get from this poem – and from writing it – I would have decided on something gloomy.
Final Draft:
Unique
Houses line the street
In neat, uniformed rows.
One is perched on a green seat,
Surrounded by cawing crows.
On the grassy hill it stands,
Alone and afraid.
Like a wilting sunflower
in a field of all roses,
Hiding its beauty behind a veil of ivy.
Whispering winds grasp faintly at the leaves,
Willing them to move.
The ivy hugs the decrepit stones harder,
Scared to be the only sunflower
In a field of only red roses.
