O Suck! O Essay!... the pain of you recurring;
The endless objects of laziness- of bitter thoughts and phrases
Of me forever blaming myself, (For who more lazy than I, and who more bitter?)
Of a paper that never is written on- the pen untouched- of the procrastinating ever renew'd
Of the poor intros and conclusions- the uncooperative words in my head
Of the empty and piercing page- with the ideas gone from me
The question, O suck! so sad, recurring-- what good amid these, O suck, O essay?
Answer
That you choose- that essay exists, and class;
That the inevitable Monday will come and you will need to contribute a page
O Maddie! O only you would do this!
ReplyDeleteBut I applaud you, for this is a mighty fine poem. It almost surpasses that Knight Cake Recipe of yours from last year!
Madeline Field. you have just described how i feel down to the letter...in poem form
ReplyDeleteI love that this happened.
ReplyDeleteThat not only did maddie write a poem about writing about a poem, but jen comment on a poem being wrtitten about a poem in poem form.
fabulous.
#epicpoemwritting
^all day.
Yay! I love this! You are so talented! In fact...I think you are so talented you could be a doula!!!!
ReplyDeleteWhat's a doula? This made me laugh out loud... that's lol for those of you who only speak text.
ReplyDeletehaha maddie this is so creative though-- nice job!!(:
ReplyDeleteHaha its sort of like a midwife.
ReplyDeleteI'm researching midwifery for my advanced health class and Maddie and I learned what a doula does.
We'd never heard of one before and Maddie thought it was hilarious.