Appreciation of Poems by Ms. E Higgins https://padlet.com/higginse3/smfbssl3mlvc Poems are expressions of ourselves; of our feelings, of our thoughts, hopes, dreams, fears. List a poem you like. List the author and title. Then read each other's choice poems. Comment on each other's poems. Express how it makes you feel. Share patterns you notice, or share the overall message or mood the poem expresses. Comment on at least 3 poems, but you may comment on more for extra points. [Los poemas son expresiones de nosotros mismos; de nuestros sentimientos, nuestros pensamientos, esperanzas, sueños, miedos. Agrega un poema que te guste a este Padlet. Listar el autor y el título. Lee los poemas en padlet. Dar un comentario sobre los otros poemas en Padlet. Expresa cómo te hace sentir el poema. Comparta los patrones que note, o comparta el mensaje general o el estado de ánimo que expresa el poema. Comenta al menos 3 poemas, pero puedes comentar más por puntos extra] en-us 2020-01-01 17:04:30 UTC 2025-12-17 23:39:26 UTC hello@padlet.com https://padlet-assets.s3.amazonaws.com/icons/Lovecoffee.png Emily Dickenson higginse3 https://padlet.com/higginse3/smfbssl3mlvc/wish/427221967 Nobody

I'm nodbody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then, there's a pair of us
-don't tell!
They'd banish us, you know.

How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day 
To an admiring bog!]]> 2020-01-01 17:04:30 UTC https://padlet.com/higginse3/smfbssl3mlvc/wish/427221967 Shel Silverstein higginse3 https://padlet.com/higginse3/smfbssl3mlvc/wish/427221968 Ations

]]> 2020-01-01 17:04:30 UTC https://padlet.com/higginse3/smfbssl3mlvc/wish/427221968 William Carlos Williams higginse3 https://padlet.com/higginse3/smfbssl3mlvc/wish/427221969 This Is Just To Say
I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold

]]> 2020-01-01 17:04:30 UTC https://padlet.com/higginse3/smfbssl3mlvc/wish/427221969 Edgar Allen Poe higginse3 https://padlet.com/higginse3/smfbssl3mlvc/wish/427221970 Alone

]]> 2020-01-01 17:04:30 UTC https://padlet.com/higginse3/smfbssl3mlvc/wish/427221970 Sorcery cevallosjimenezj0516 https://padlet.com/higginse3/smfbssl3mlvc/wish/428037866 By Jessica Hagedorn

there are some people i know
whose beauty
is a crime.
who make you so crazy
you don't know
whether to throw yourself
at them
or kill them.
which makes
for permanent madness.
which could be
bad for you.
you better be on the lookout
for such circumstances.

stay away
from the night.
they most likely lurk
in corners of the room
where they think
they being inconspicuous
but they so beautiful
an aura
gives them away.

stay away
from the day.
they most likely
be walking
down the street
when you least
expect it
trying to look
ordinary
but they so fine
they break your heart
by making you dream
of other possibilities.

stay away
from crazy music.
they most likely
be creating it.
cuz when you're that beautiful
you can't help
putting it out there.
everyone knows
how dangerous
that can get.

stay away
from magic shows.
especially those
involving words.
words are very
tricky things.
everyone knows
words
the most common
instruments of
illusion.

they most likely
be saying them,
breathing poems
so rhythmic
you can't help
but dance.
and once
you start dancing
to words
you might never
stop.
]]> 2020-01-06 17:17:42 UTC https://padlet.com/higginse3/smfbssl3mlvc/wish/428037866 Turtle Came to See Me BY MARGARITA ENGLE The first story I ever write is a bright crayon picture of a dancing tree, the branches tossed by island wind.I draw myself standing beside the tree,with a colorful parrot soaring above me,and a magical turtle clasped in my hand,and two yellow wings fluttering on the proud shoulders of my ruffled Cuban rumba dancer's fancy dress.In my California kindergarten class,the teacher scolds me: REAL TREES DON'T LOOK LIKE THAT.It's the moment when I first begin to learn that teacher scan be wrong.They have never seen the dancing plants of Cuba. chinchillaf0405 https://padlet.com/higginse3/smfbssl3mlvc/wish/428038286 2020-01-06 17:18:23 UTC https://padlet.com/higginse3/smfbssl3mlvc/wish/428038286 Some Sort of Truth diazjuarezn0326 https://padlet.com/higginse3/smfbssl3mlvc/wish/428040625  

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BY DOROTHEA LASKY
When my dad first started to die
All my mom could remember
Was the time he kicked her out
After they first started dating
So that he could go play golf
It is the sort of thing we all remember
When we feel death upon us
I remember he died twice
And once in my dream
I just had to see him all nursed and swaddled as if he were sleeping
But he wasn’t sleeping
I stood in the white light of the nursing home bathroom
With the sun spilling everywhere on me
And tried to talk to him, but never, he’d never listen
People don’t always listen to you when they are dead
But that’s not sad
I get tired
And I don’t listen to one 🤬 thing you are saying
But that is because most of the time you bore me
And when I am finally asleep it is really nice just to dream
I have seen a lot of things in this life
But one thing I saw most readily
Was that despite his eternal heartbreak
And girlish silliness
Mike’s face was kind of sweet, a sweet wind
He is going to think it is weird that I put him in this poem
But I don’t think it is weird that I put him in this poem

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