Halli's April Post

I listened to Arthur Sze read "The Chance" and I really enjoyed it. I loved how it talked about having a passion that will always grow and taking your chances in life. In the poem, it talked about a musician who gave up on his dream and ended up selling life insurance, a policy that is based on you losing your life. I don't think anyone wants to do that. He mentions being like the bone in a hand x-ray; it is bright white surrounded by darkness. Even though we are always surrounded by darkness, we can still let our light shine.


My poem:

Waiting here is torture,

as I sit in this musty room.

My fingers do a nervous dance,

my name will be called soon.

My mind is completely blank,

except for the thought of pain.

My mom tells me it's nothing,

that really it's a gain.

Pointy things and needles,

leap across my vision.

I'm really very nervous.

Did I make the right decision?

You think this is a big deal,

when in reality it's not.

All I have to do,

Is get one tiny shot.

True story, I wrote this while I was waiting to get a shot.