Song

   


No One by Alicia Keys

I just want you close
Where you can stay forever
You can be sure
That it will only get better

You and me together
Through the days and nights
I don't worry 'coz
Everything's gonna be alright

People keep talking
They can say what they like
But all I know is
Everything's gonna be alright

And no one, no one, no one
Can get in the way of what I'm feeling
No one, no one, no one
Can get in the way of what I feel
For you, you, you
Can get in the way of what I feel for you

When the rain is pouring down
And my heart is hurting
You will always be around
This I know for certain

You and me together
Through the days and nights

I don't worry 'coz
Everything's gonna be alright

People keep talking
They can say what they like
But all I know is
Everything's gonna be alright

No one, no one, no one
Can get in the way of what I'm feeling
No one, no one, no one
Can get in the way of what I feel
For you, you, you
Can get in the way of what I feel

I know some people search the world
To find something like what we have
I know people will try
Try to divide something so real
So 'til the end of time
I'm telling you there is no one

No one, no one
Can get in the way of what I'm feeling
No one, no one, no one
Can get in the way of what I feel for you



I picked this song because as I was driving home it  came on the radio and I had not heard it in a really long time. It reminded me that I had to do this poetry response too. I like it because it has a good beat and Alicia Keys has a great voice. There is also a part where there is a cool noise, it sounds like an organ. I also like the lyrics, they are very positive. "I don't worry 'coz Everything's gonna be alright," these are the positive lyrics I'm talking about. I think a lot of people worry about things they shouldn't because how can you live a happy life if you are always worrying about things.

A Cold Rain Starting

A cold rain starting
And no hat --
So? 


Matsuo Basho 




This is a haiku by the famous samurai poet Basho. Much like a renaissance man samurai were supposed to be excellent warriors as well as skilled in other areas such as art and poetry. I like this poem because it is low key and mello. I think in the translation it lost the rhythm aspect of haiku's but as Basho said "So?" I like Basho's calm attitude towards what the world gives him. He takes it all it in stride and is able to enjoy life.

Fast rode the knight by Stephen Crane

Fast rode the knight
With spurs, hot and reeking,
Ever waving an eager sword,
"To save my lady!"
Fast rode the knIght,
And leaped from saddle to war.
Men of steel flickered and gleamed
Like riot of silver lights,
And the gold of the knight's good banner
Still waved on a castle wall.
. . . . .
A horse,
Blowing, staggering, bloody thing,
Forgotten at foot of castle wall.
A horse
Dead at foot of castle wall. 

 

I think this is a pretty cool poem. First, it pulls you in with the exciting opening. I mean who doesn't love knights killing bad guys, dragons and other awesome cliches. Than after those weird dots, I'm not really sure what those are maybe periods, he draws your focus onto how the knight has injured the horse and completely forgotten about it. This was probably a more realistic take to how knights view their horses, because in movies like  the Lord of the Rings  the good guys always were shown to care for their horses. In that one scene Gandalf calls his horse from who knows where and it came running. The poem is like a metaphor for how people become blinded by their own ambition and end up hurting those who helped them. It is kinda like Macbeth, except it wasn't nearly as long. An interesting part of this poem is the capitalization of the title. In most titles the first word and other key words are capitalized, but in this title only the first word is.

Aliens Have Landed!
by Kenn Nesbitt

The aliens have landed!
It’s distressing, but they’re here.
They piloted their flying saucer
through our atmosphere.
They landed like a meteor
engulfed in smoke and flame.
Then out they climbed immersed in slime
and burbled as they came.
Their hands are greasy tentacles.
Their heads are weird machines.
Their bodies look like cauliflower
and smell like dead sardines.
Their blood is liquid helium.
Their eyes are made of granite.
Their breath exudes the stench of foods
from some unearthly planet.
And if you want to see these
sickly, unattractive creatures,
you’ll find them working in your school;
they all got jobs as teachers.


     This is the second poem I've responded to by Kenn Nesbitt, probably because I found it on the same website, but Kenn might be my favorite poet. Most of his poems follow the same formula, they all describe something in a lot of funny and bizarre details, and then in the last line or two he says what he is describing and it is something funny and unexpected.
      I really like how Kenn describes the aliens in this poem. His descriptions are so vivid and describe the aliens in terms of every sense so the reader feels like you  are right next to one of the aliens.  The part about their bodies being like cauliflower really speaks to me, because my mom made some spicy cauliflower for dinner the other night. It was pretty good. " Their eyes are made of granite." is  a very imaginative line. I mean just imagine how weird it would be to see something with granite eyes. Those aliens must have really strong necks.
     I like this poem because it is imaginative funny.