Using everything that you’ve created thus far and the Poetry Rubric on p. 223 in Writing with Power, write a short rough draft of your poem. You can use a rhyme scheme or you can write free verse.

Answer 1

In the darkest hour, when all seems lost,
I find solace in the silence of night,
When dreams take flight and worries are tossed,
And stars ignite, guiding me towards light.

With ink and paper, I pour out my soul,
Words intertwining, forming a tapestry,
Each line a stroke, creating a whole,
A symphony of emotions set free.

Through metaphors and similes I explore,
The depths of my being, hidden and unknown,
Unraveling the threads that lie at the core,
Of who I am, my essence, as it's shown.

The rhythm of my heartbeat echoes within,
As I navigate life's trials and woes,
Writing becomes my sanctuary, my only true kin,
Piercing through darkness, like a radiant rose.

Through poetry's lens, I glimpse the unseen,
The beauty in the ordinary, the extraordinary,
Each stanza a journey, both still and serene,
Revealing truths, profound and contrary.

Though this poem stands rough, a work in progress,
It captures a moment, a fragment in time,
A glimpse into my heart, my soul's express,
A labor of love, a quest to sublime.

So, as I lay these words down, tempestuous and raw,
I open myself up to the world, unafraid,
For through this poetry, I stand tall, unflawed,
A voice resounding, an echo that won't fade.