"Summer" by Kavya Kamath

-
Guess what guys??? It's Creative Writing month!! (Woot woot!)

Guess what else it is? ... almost winter... (this I'm not as excited about.)
And what better way to commemorate the oncoming of winter than with a poem about summer? (I'm a genius, I know.)

Now, for my past two posts, I've already done some form of creative writing—a poem, a short story—but because it's Creative Writing month, I've now got a reason to go all out! So, I'm not doing any ordinary poem this time, no, no, no. "Summer" is a spoken word poem, which is basically just a poem that is made to be performed aloud.

(Here's a brilliant ted talk on it if you're interested: https://www.ted.com/talks/sarah_kay_if_i_should_have_a_daughter?language=en.)

Thus, I present to you all...

Summer - A Spoken Word Poem

Summer
A time for bad decisions
But no regrets
For the beach and the sand and oceans and tans
For copious amounts of sunblock because sunburn ain’t cute
A time for friendship and self discovery
Of long hours watching Netflix and YouTube
Well, long hours that feel shorter than a second
A time for flowers and reading under a tree in the sunlight
For selfies and silly pictures
For long bike rides with siblings, riding without holding the handlebars (...and occasionally falling off)
For ice pops and ice cream and complaining about the heat
But still loving it anyway
A time for being sweaty and gross in that cute sundress and sombrero and $2 necklace from the flea market
For string bracelets and painted toenails that chip in a day, an aesthetic all on their own so you don’t repaint them
A time for staying up until 2 in the morning texting that boy, texting that girl
And thinking you should’ve fallen asleep hours ago, but oh well, that’s tomorrow’s problem
And sleeping in ‘till noon because you stayed up so late last night
Or sleeping in ‘till noon anyways
A time for crazy, stupid, dumb, impulsive, later-deemed-a-mistake fun
A time for being young
Summer

 Photos from my Summer 2019:






 Note: I did try to attach a video of me performing "Summer" but the file was too big.

Comments

  1. AnonymousNovember 2, 2019 at 5:16 AM

    I love this poem! It truly highlights the freedom we have in summer in a way that is both intriguing and entertaining. I really enjoy how certain lines are filled with such vibrant detail that they bring the images to life. This mixed with the humor altogether makes it a fantastic piece! Great work!

    ReplyDelete
  2. AnonymousNovember 2, 2019 at 6:31 PM

    I love your word choice throughout this piece; it paints such a clear picture of summertime. My favorite part about this poem is how easy it is to relate to it, which really creates a connection between the author and the reader - I found myself reminiscing about my own summer experiences while reading. Amazing job(to no surprise)!

    ReplyDelete
  3. AnonymousNovember 4, 2019 at 7:23 AM

    i miss chillin this summer. Wish we could have another beach day

    ReplyDelete
  4. DanielleNovember 4, 2019 at 8:58 AM

    Excellent work and it was fun to see the pictures. Time to start dreaming of next summer!

    ReplyDelete
  5. AnonymousNovember 5, 2019 at 5:41 AM

    Wow this is amazing! You have an excellent word choice throughout the entire poem and I could clearly feel the emotion behind the entire piece. This is so relatable and I do miss summer! We're almost there... only three more marking periods.

    ReplyDelete
  6. AnonymousNovember 5, 2019 at 2:37 PM

    This was written in such an amazing way! I loved the language that you used to convey a fun and exciting felling just like the feeling which summer brings.

    ReplyDelete
  7. AnonymousNovember 5, 2019 at 7:34 PM

    I love how you went with a spoken word poem! You executed it so well! This evokes so many memories, and is written in a format that is engaging and wholly true. This year cannot go by fast enough!

    ReplyDelete
  8. AnonymousNovember 11, 2019 at 10:52 AM

    I know this is late lol I finally read the whole thing and, I absolutely love this poem and your writing!!! You illustrated a vision of summer perfectly!

    ReplyDelete
  9. AnonymousNovember 11, 2019 at 5:09 PM

    Very relatable!! I actually fell off my bike too!

    ReplyDelete
  10. AnonymousNovember 17, 2019 at 12:05 PM

    I loved this poem! It was very relatable and highlighted the joys of the summer. I wish the file you attached of you performing it wasn't too big to add to this. I think you would've done an amazing job performing it out loud!

    ReplyDelete
  11. AnonymousNovember 27, 2019 at 8:49 AM

    This is such a sweet sentiment. I love you! (also I feel like in that picture on the ferris wheel I look a lot prettier than I actually am so thank you for using a good picture (: )

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Ancient Greek Heroes VS. Modern Day Heroes

-
Image
Heroes in Greek/Anglo-Saxon (I am grouping the types of historical literature we have read) writing are very obvious and much of ancient Greek literature involves a central hero or a supernatural story. In modern day English, however, the plots are less often mythical and more realistic. Since each person has a different definition for heroism, modern day heroism literature can be more varied. Ancient Greek writing is very often far-fetched, however. There are many similarities and differences between the two types of writing, but first I will run through the most significant differences. In Greek mythology, heroes were often religious figures, like demigods, while modern day writing focuses more on ordinary people. This could be because authors nowadays want the readers to be able to relate with the heroes in their stories. Greek writing had heroes that had the power to protect or destroy the people depending on prevailing circumstances. In contrast, modern day heroes are acknowledg...
Read more

My Brother by Elizabeth Hailey DeGasperis

-
Image
          When I contemplate what is most important in my life, my mind is drawn to my 21-year-old brother, Tom. There are not enough words in the English language I could use to describe what he means to me. I cannot imagine the past fifteen years of my life without him. Allow me to start from the beginning.           Even when I was an infant, he never failed to take me out of my crib, strap me in my high chair, and cook scrambled eggs for us (at the tender age of six). He did this so my mother could catch up on sleep in the mornings and take care of me however he could. I only wish I could return the favour in some way. Though we have always been tight, we used to fight frequently as all siblings do. As immature children, we viewed every ordeal as monumental. The apocalypse would occur if either of us decided to give the other access to the TV remote or the pogo sticks for five minutes. However, we would always make-up in the end and...
Read more

Not Fate, Just a Coincidence - Sila Paniker

-
Image
The idea of fate confuses me. I don't really understand how something will happen no matter what you do. It just seems very unlikely. I think we're constantly making choices that lead to occurrences. We make so many decisions a day that it seems impossible that fate can find a way around it all.  Awhile ago, I saw something called the Butterfly Effect, which doesn't exactly relate to fate but it makes sense to me. The idea is that a butterfly flapping its wings can cause a tornado on the other side of the world. Essentially, small changes can have large impacts. In my head, this connects with the thousands of tiny decisions we subconsciously make each day. There are people I've met or things that have happened and it feels like it was meant to be but they're just a bunch of coincidences that had the ability to change everything. Thinking about it, there are reasons that can explain everything. For example, I met one of my closest friends a few years ago a...
Read more