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Thanks Lopez. I Like Making Poetry Again: By:Erika Alvarado

Erika Alvarado submitted poetry for a portfolio project. She enjoyed the process of expressing her thoughts and experiences through poetry. Many of the poems touch on personal or family themes. She experimented with rhyme schemes, alliteration, and imagery. While some poems discuss close personal experiences, she aimed to keep details private but themes open enough for others to relate to. The portfolio includes 6 poems covering topics like family relationships, identity, and romance.

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Erika Alvarado

Lopez_Period 1
5/19/2016
Poetry Portfolio

Thanks
Lopez.
I Like Making
Poetry Again
By:Erika Alvarado

Introduction
In this project I have submitted pieces that I have expressed my ordeal or thoughts the
most. I have worked hard on these poems and actually enjoyed the process. I felt somewhat
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relieve to express these thoughts in some form other than visual. Such as my fourth poem where
I had reveal and expressed more about my situation at home. Most with my nuclear family rather
than the whole, considering it was a recent development I was going through. Another I worked
deeply on was my 6th poem, i felt strongly about the subject at the time. However, even with this
poem finish I feel I might follow it up with a sort of squeal, since my current feeling are on the
subject is different but just as strong. Which goes into themes of responsibility, judgement,
family,insecurities, love, and just pressure. The poems may not hit each theme so clearly on the
head, however, I feel they are close enough to keep things private for myself, but open enough
for others. I mostly have tried to experiment with rhyming schemes, and also alliteration. I try to
use some imagery in each poem, however, I experimented that devices fully in my third poem.
As I mentioned most of these poems touch a bit close to home and there is some risk for those to
recognize themselves when mentioned, however, I think it not likely. Since its mostly relatives
being discussed, and they did not see this sort of stuff anyway. Otherwise, I think the only risk is
whether a reader does not tolerate cursing at all.

Table Of
Contents
Introduction .Pg 1
2

Ris Park and Brickyard

.Pg 3
Name.Pg 4
Top..Pg 5
Black Sheep...Pg 6
Me Crew...Pg 7
Ode to Romance..Pg 8
Drafts..Pgs 9-14
CommentsPgs 15-16

Riis Park and Brickyard

Periwinkle plants around the plaza
Plastered back from frost bitten days
You could see that they are struggling to regain
Regrow and represent color again.
Gravel and dirt shifts and shrivels underneath me
As I fumble my feet while on the bench seat.
A cloud of breath brisk and sort of frisky.
Throb, throb,throb the ol ticker is in my throat
Awaiting against all odds
3

Why wonder why?

I could just leave, deceive him
like he has deceived me
What a wondrous lie ~

Name
Erika?
Right. Its spelled
Its okay I got it with a smile
C, right?
Ah..no
_
Editing him
Rather then letting be
Its just K
Calming to know people know how to spell
Keeping in mind
Ah well, they are just human
_
Emanated name sounding strange
Reverberating from their lips
I and other people always make quips
Key to upsetting me
4

Always my name
_
I learn to never be ashamed
To go each day, spelling it if I have to
Saying
Hey, my name is Erika.

Top
A tangle tangled sea of hair
Split ends and kinks
Twist and turns
Cant comb through
The beast
Watch out our your hand may get lost
In the hairy sea far east
Cant tame
Or fit in picture frames
Only tamed when roped down
By an elastic hero
The beast
A Lion?
Dont cage it shes says
Dont contain the main
Realized that frizz
Is friendly
As makes me look as sweet poodle pooch
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With eyes glistening and a smile

Easy to approach
An explosion of corkscrews
Women that drew by
Not to be rude
Where did you get that weave
Thinking I would leave
They bit their lips.
I touch my hair with my fingertips
Smiled Its natural
Eyes wide to know it was factual
Flushed and flattered
A tangled tangle sea of hair
No longer considered a burden to bare
Love it wild rather than tamed
Im in love with this mane.

Black Sheep
The odd one out
Not at the top
But certainly not at the bottom
I may have not come out of the womb first
But I might as well have
I to be prophesied?
As the next heir
To make these ghost proud
Tomfoolery not allowed
Always seen by the crowd
Expected to bring home the crownedJewels in her eyes when she sees me
But I know she shouldnt believe
For I cant be
How did this butterfly become clipped
How could I slip so far down this abyss
Everything is amidst
Unclear and uncanny
6

Can he understand?
With his head buried underneath the sand
Im odd one out
I see no reason to continue the mount
Im just the average teen!
What do you expect from me!
I SCREAM.
There nothing else for me
But being stuck. Forever in between.

Me Crew
I remember when I went outside
In my backyard
Saw these guys
Dont snitch
You little bitch
My brothers bros
Surprised, wide eyed
Speak up you piece of shit
Meanwhile he was quite
Faced up to him
There were looks but no contact
Detached, eyes crack
Smacked to learn
That day.

I tell them my secret

I know theyre safe.
Locked away until death
Such a mess these things
Who better to turn to then us
So transparent, but somethings are
inherent
Weare morning cleaning
We catch when we fall
Shadows dark crawl,
Always by my own side
Trouble to never arise
We never collide
Just be

Prey prey, prayers

Falling on deaf ears
Zero resolutions
Tensed up fears
No depending on my father's son
Just learn to be
We were content, who needs her when they have me
7

Bittersweet
Rose pink perfume assaults our senses now and then
Backlashed flashed backs
Unwanted and undeserved
Just learn to be
We stay home
Comb sisters hair
Disturbed sleep
Dont weep
Just be
We looked as he fumbled and beat

Ode to Romance
I dont need anyone.
I dont need the putrid odor of grass
I dont need the horrid stench of Heinekens
I dont need the aroma of roses
What do I need?
Someone some subconscious says
Suggesting some one is lonesome.
Ha.
A repeating face
Ah, what a disgrace
To have to misplace my decision
Collisions
A precision of perception
To only not notice his affections
Naive, tentative, and ambiguous
After all my other attempts
Not promiscuous!
Just misguided
Meanwhile you became subsided
Intermission
A summertime away

Intermission
No longer in confusion
Finally to have a conclusion
Now to just come out of seclusion
To you
After a day or two
It was time
I wasnt really feeling sublime
But I need to be true
We stood outside my home
Our lips sealed
My anxiety foams
My mind starts to reel
My eyes roam
Only to be caught by the other
I need to speak!
Burning cheeks
As he peeks over awaiting
Soo, I should go
N-no!
You should know, I mean-

To think of you night and day

I know. Cliche
It was until the leaves began to wilt
An overflow of guilt
Finally reconciled
Only to be tortured by your smile
Madden by phantosmia
You were so worthwhile
IT WAS INSANITY
Now I am not too into Christianity
But this has to be some sort form Blasphemy
A curse that would only get worse
I was ready to burst.
I had it.

I mustered up some strength

Can we try again?
As my heart sank
As it banked on his mind
His mouth lopsided
OH ANXIETY
my favorite feeling
No rhapsody
Just turned to me
You said!...
Sure

Drafts
Me crew

Detached, eyes crack

Smacked to learn
That day.
Prey prey, prayers
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Falling on deaf ears

Zero resolutions
Tensed up fears
No depending on my father's son
Just learn to be

What a wondrous lie.

Black Sheep

_
I learn to never be ashamed
To go each day, spelling it if I have to
Saying
Hey, my name is Erika.

Gosh Ode to Romance

I was ready to burst.

I had it.
Intermission
No longer in confusion
Finally to have a conclusion
Now to just come out of seclusion
To you
After a day or two
It was time
I wasnt really feeling sublime
But I need to be true

After all my other attempts

Not promiscuous!
Just stupid misguided
Meanwhile you became subsided
Intermission
A summertime away
To think of you night and day
I know. Cliche
It was until the leaves began to wilt
An overflow of guilt
Finally reconciled
Only to be tortured by your smile
Madden by phantosmia of you
You were so worthwhile
IT WAS INSANITY
Now I am not too into Christianity
But this has to be some sort form Blasphemy
It would only get A curse that would only get worse

We stood outside my home

Our lips sealed
My anxiety foams
My mind starts to reel
My eyes roam
Only to be caught by the other
I need to speak!
Burning cheeks
As he peeks over awaiting
Well, Im gonna-Soo, I should go
N-no!
You should know, I mean-
I mustered up some strength
Can we try again?
As my heart sank
As it banked on his mind
His mouth lopsided
Anxiety,fightenOH ANXIETY
my favorite feeling
No rhapsody
Just turned to me
You said!...
Sure
Quiet as it was
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