Creative arts test number two

In the midst of struggling through nursing classes, I have a creative arts class that requires that I write things for exams.  Normally, this would be a treat, a creative release, a mental stroll.  But not right now!  Anyway, here are two of the questions on the exam.  These are the poetry, literature, and paintings chapters.

(1)    Write a poem using the style of the poet you have chosen in the first question.

                   (which was Georgia Douglas Johnson)

Plans Unfulfilled

I wanted the smile to last forever

I wanted a lifetime of holding hands

Your touch brightened the darkest day

And lifted the heart of this tired man

We planned for old age together

Planned the trips, the projects, the lazy days

You were to be my support and my ally

The one to accept and encourage my crazy ways

You weren’t to go before the sun had set

The doctors, the beds and the pain

This wasn’t what we saw when at first we met

Where is the splashing barefoot in the rain

What am I supposed to do now

Where is the color in my dreams

When will you lean near and tell me how

To live, move on, to encourage me to breath

I lie in bed, looking blankly at the wall

Listening to the crippling silence of the house

I am alone now and life promises nothing at all

For indeed I have lost my partner and my spouse!

(2)    Reread Blake's "The Lamb and "The Tiger" With or without rhythm and rhyme, write a short poem about another animal using it as a symbol for something else you should not name directly.

From the silence

Silent passage through the grass,

he moves, he drifts, he slides

motion, he stops and licks the air

focus and danger in his eyes.

The other, so unsuspecting

Life’s struggles on her mind

Unaware of the hunter’s presence

She teeters along through life

Teeth, long, hollow and unforgiving

Find flesh, bone and skin

Pain and panic, fear unfolding

Innocence lost before life begins

The hunter, feeds with satisfaction

Then disappears as silently as he came

To find more innocent children

To torture, kill and maim

No warning but for a rattle

Nothing for parents to teach or take

To protect their pure and lonely

from the bite of the deadly snake.