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Worldview through poetry

A collection by Brooke W.

Table of Contents

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1. About the Author

2. Who am I in Society? - simile poem

Geography

3-4. An Alternative Life - extended metaphor

Society

5-7. Haikus

Beliefs

8-9. To be Rid of The World - found poem

Time

10. The Quest For Knowledge - imagery poem

Values

11. Splash Tap Tap Whoosh - sound poem

Knowledge

12-13. Home - experience poem

Economy

14. Worldview - personification poem

15. The Length of my Hair - self portrait

About the Author

My about me video ⬆️

Hello all! My name is Brooke and this is my worldview through poetry. I really enjoyed this project because I love reading and writing poems! This was a fun way to learn how to convey my worldview to others. I hope you enjoy the rest of this book!

As always, Brooke. – “We’re all rough drafts of the people we’re becoming” -Bob Goff

<- Go check out my blog!

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Who am I in Society?

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As sensitive as a bunny
As curious as a goat
As cautious as a crosswalk
As protective as a moat

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As anxious as an armadillo
As stressed as a wire
As fragile as a teacup
As pressured as a tire

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As misunderstood as a moth
That is me
Things I believe that were shaped
By society

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An Alternative Life

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Going to camp is like entering an alternative life.
The song of the loon welcomes you home like a warm hug.
The people around you are like a second family,
sharing a connection deeper than the surrounding lakes.
The stars shine brighter than ever before,
like spotlights from the night sky.
Algonquin fills you up with existential emotion,
Leading you across the park like it already knows every step you will take.
Singing songs that open up the heavens with their overwhelming beauty.
The final night filled with tears that flood the tents like a hurricane.
The memories like they have been forever recorded in history.

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Living in a Rainforest

The trees are swaying

The rain is whipping outside

In a rain forest

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Where I Belong

In Algonquin park

It is here that I belong

Among lakes and trails

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Procrastinating

Hours wasting away

I should be more productive

Why do I wait here?!!?

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To be Rid of The World

The habitual gesture
Making the sign of the cross
Lord, forgive me
Deceptions
Grief and evil
All that had once been in darkness

Staring into the shadow
Be rid of everybody and myself
Where am I? What am I doing? Why?
It was too late
Suddenly the darkness
Impossibility of any struggle

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