Day 3
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Regret it
You're fourteen and sitting, lost in a strangers car at 2 a.m. Surrounded by pasture cornfields, cattle grazing, a dark barn patches of moon and stars. You don't understand the moment- the loss, life full of experiences. Sudden regret. A lake full of tears. You run away from this choice, parked-jump from the passenger seat. trees scratching and grabbing like greedy hungry monsters, into the safety of the barn. Sweet crunch and snap of hay under your bare feet your face puffy, eyesight obscured by clouding tears, face glistening your stuffy nose. The car drives by, slowly, looking for your false promises. This is a mimic poem based on the syntax and format of "Deer Hit" by Jon Loomis . We use mimicry in class to provide a "template" or guideline for students to get through that writers block that often keeps kids from delving into poetry on their own. More about mimic poems here . For this assignment I had students think of somethin