Tears of frustration roll down my face
- as if I’m cutting onions.
I will never escape.
People think this would be a good land to stay in
but it's not.
Meanwhile the little men are following the tracks ,
to find a way out.
I am more and more lonely
as the days go past.
I'm so confused that my face is going wrinkled
like fingers have been in the water for too long.
I walk down the sugary hills looking for anyone to keep me company
but of course there's nothing.
I don't know what's going on,
I pant and pant I never stop. It's a terror world.
Why am I here?
How did I get here?
This artwork was made by a Australian girl named Tanya Schultz.
Sugar land reflection
What am I learning
I am learning to write ekphrastic poetry and I think I am doing well I have been writing some similarities and some metaphors I think I've been doing good my poem might go on to my blog and that would be great.
How am I going
Well I think I'm going well. I must be getting better at poetry because I'm putting more and more metaphors in my poem I also need to stop putting similarities in to my poem but I'm going pretty good at my poem.
I'm going good because
Well that's tricky. I think I'm going well because I'm actually using metaphors but I'm just learning how.
What are my next steps
My next steps are to put my commas in because I keep forgetting and then the reader doesn't get any pauses and they would have to hold their breath so I'm going to do it more often.