Revival!

Hello blog, I'm back! I'm down at my parents house, which is where I had the original inspiration to blog my old 7th grade poems, and naturally I spent a good part of last night looking through old boxes of school stuff and notes and whatnot. I found, literally, a treasure trove of poems. As in, apparently in junior high, I participated in a poetry unit in English class in which I created a treasure box and wrote poems on "gold coins" to put in the treasure box. It's good stuff.



I also found some stories I wrote in 3rd grade, many of which are hilarious, so I'll probably do a little sub-feature on this blog soon, "Stories I wrote when I was 8." Stay tuned.

In the meantime, from the Poetry Treasure Box itself:

The Visitor

A visitor from Orbitville came and talked to me
He said, "I saw a funny sight, and I'm not sure what it might be

I parked above a field of green, posts reached into the air
Beings wearing matching shirts, ran from here to there

These beings, they were quite a sight, their heads looked really odd
With cages across their dirty faces, and their shoulders so very broad

They threw a weird shaped object, and they ran and jumped about
And these other beings around them, would start to scream and shout

I don't understand this planet, it makes no sense at all
A bunch of giants running around, throwing a funny shaped ball!"

I laughed and told the visitor, "What you saw's not to be feared!
That event was called the 'Superbowl,'" and with that he disappeared.

I actually am rather fond of this poem...I think it's quite good! My favorite part is how the Orbitville alien was so put off (seemingly) by the Superbowl that he vanished from Earth, perhaps never to return. I guess I was never a huge fan of football.

The inside of the poem treasure box, showing the gold coin surrounded by other treasure-like accouterments: