Creative Writing Club: I'm Sorry But...

Hello, random Internet dweller who has stumbled onto my modest and long-abandoned blog! It's been almost a year since I actively blogged, but now I've decided to return to my blogging days, so here I am!

In my nearly-year-long absence, I helped to create a Creative Writing Club at my high school, which is, unfortunately, named Creative Writing Club still (feel free to throw some ideas out there for a new name!). We meet every Tuesday as a club so I've decided that I will post the club activities to serve as inspiration for anyone who may be reading this.

This week, we read a poem:

This is Just to Say
by William Carlos Williams

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

Our teacher then challenged us to mimic Williams in both his style and tone. The resulting poems were hilarious and also slightly morbid. I wrote this:

I'm Sorry But...
by Bria

I didn't see
you there
on the sidewalk
in the midday sun

I'm sure
you were happy
dreaming of
anthills

You know
until I squashed you
and you lay
crumpled

Now I challenge anyone reading this to write a quick William Carlos Williams-ish poem, like his "This is Just to Say." Don't shy away if you're not a poet or if you "don't have time." This activity is really quick (it took me five minutes) and really easy even for those who are not particularly skilled in poetry.

So have fun and if you participate, feel free to post your poem!

A Terrible Poem/Letter to God

I used to believe I was a fairly good poet. I wasn’t. And I’m still not. But this is less of a poem and more of a promise in stanzas. I like the formatting of poems, so I’m keeping it that way. (By the way, this is a Letter to God/letter to Ashley about everything that was happening with Ashley.) Here you go:

April 23, 2011

I won’t stand by

While you drive yourself away

From everything you are,

Or at least everything good you

Used to be.

You can leave God

But he will not leave you.

You can drive yourself away

From us

But we refuse to be lost.

I won’t stand by

While you lose yourself

In this world

And everything it deems

Good.

I will be there,

Pushing you to remember

All that is truly

Good and pure.

Everything that is not of

This world.

I won’t stand by

While you play by the edge

Of the cliff.

You may be “stable” now,

But eventually

You will lose your step

And fall.

I won’t stand by.

I don’t care how much you hate me.

I will not stand and watch

Your life crumble.

I will speak up.

I will say all that none have ever

Dared to say before.

I will not stand by,

Instead I will stand up.

I will not shut up,

Instead I will speak out.

I will not leave,

Even when you push me away

I will remain there for you,

Until there is no you

To be there for.

I pray it won’t come to that,

Not while you are drowning yourself

In the ways of this world.

So know

That I won’t stand by

And do nothing

While you run away

From the only true love ever known.