National Poetry Month Day 1 and 2

     So, April is National Poetry Month and to celebrate I will be posting a poem every day.  Each of my poems is original and I ask that they not be copied, distributed, or posted on other sites, but I would like to share them with you here.

     I didn't post a poem yesterday, so I will post two today.

     The first poem is one that I wrote a few years ago when I was a Senior in High School as an assignment for a Poetry class.  The assignment was to write a poem that describes a memory in detail.  I chose to write about the lake house that my family used to go to during the summer, and how now it is just a memory since the house was sold, torn down, and replaced with a much more extravagant house.  We still go up there, my grandparents also have another house a little ways up the street, but it really isn't the same.

Only a Memory Remains

I see the water licking the shore with its wet tongue,

the concrete steps that lead to a memory,

I walk the perimeter and I see the faded, red paint peeling from the surface,
exposing the bare wood,

the crumbling front walk that leads to the door,

I see the sheds, barely holding themselves up,

I stare blankly at the 'for sale' sign next to the dirt road,

I blink my eyes once, twice, three times,

and suddenly its gone forever,

and only a memory remains,

and only a memory remains,

in this place.

     The second poem is also one that I wrote in that Poetry class.  The assignment for this poem was to create a metaphor to describe life.  I chose to use the metaphor Life is like the Tide.  

Life is the Tide

Life is the swirling tide at the beach,

sometimes I float with the tide,

sometimes I swim against the tide,

in and out,

up and down,

as if I am a piece of driftwood,

floating through the water,

taking everything life offers me,

until my journey is over.