Class Poetry

I’ve written some poetry for a class project. I had to write 3 poems that are about the book ‘Their Eyes Were Watching God’ by Zora Neale Hurston. Honestly, It was a very sad book and a lot of people died, but it was a good read. The book was about a girl named Janie, and what happened in her life throughout the early 1900’s, and the author explains events in her life using carefully crafted words and details.  I would recommend it to anyone who doesn’t mind reading about a serious struggle, and is over 13 years old. One of these poems uses some words from the book.

 

The Voices Of He 

Under the pear tree, soaking in the chant of the visiting bees

you can hear the voice

A thousand sister calyxes arch to meet it, the love of the voice

from the tiniest branch creaming in every blossom

and every root frothing in delight

Lives in the voice, in the golden rays of the sun

and the panting breath of the breeze, live the voice

 

 

Demon In Disguise

Eyes black as muddy water

A voice escapes his  lips with a rage like burning coals

He slams his sandpaper hands into her face

Slowly tears apart her heart

And rots, like mold as time goes by

Before this he seemed like a careful man

But now he has revealed his true self

A demon, an adversary to his wife

 

A Black Woman

Her succulent hips

below a curved body frame

And skin as brown as cinnamon

Whipped down like a cur dog

Jerked around like a frail puppet

Yet her eyes remain as rich as the earths’s soil

and her smile as warm as the morning sun

 

~thebatbag

 

 

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