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I am clumsy and uncoordinated
Always taking a while to adjust to new things Tripping and falling over almost everything Because I am unaware of my surroundings Clueless and always confused Falling behind others Sometimes wanting to give up And stay on the ground But without a doubt I will push myself to get back up Usually having a short attention span Moving on to the next thing that interests me My mind is always moving Thinking about one thing And a fraction of a second later, thinking of something else Trying to find the one thing that will keep my attention I am simple, yet complicated Because I am never fully satisfied I long and crave for better, for the best Just trying to find what appeases me the most Naturally filled with empathy Understanding the feelings of others Sometimes without them having to say a word Reacting to their emotions Being able to notice something is out of place in a short amount of time Wanting to be playful and make them feel better But knowing when to be playful and when to sit there and listen Willingly showing and proving my loyalty To whoever I am comforting I am a puppy
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I am clumsy and uncoordinated
Always taking a while to adjust to new things Tripping and falling over almost everything Because I am unaware of my surroundings Clueless and always confused But without a doubt I never fail to get back up Learning from my mistakes Taking a while to improve But slow progress is still progress Usually having a short attention span Moving on to the next thing that interests me My mind is always moving Thinking about one thing And a fraction of a second later, thinking of something else Trying to find the one thing that will keep my attention Forgetting most of the things that don’t But other times, I will remember what I want to I remember what makes me happy Things that are worth remembering Naturally filled with empathy Understanding the feelings of others Reacting to their emotions Sometimes without them having to say a word Being able to notice something is out of place in a short amount of time Wanting to be playful and make them feel better But knowing when to be playful and when to sit there and listen Willingly showing and proving my loyalty To whoever I am comforting I am a puppy In everyday life, people are constantly wasting their time doing things that they donʻt want to do; things that donʻt make them happy. “A Coney Island Life” by James L Weil is about doing what makes you happy for as long as you possibly can. The poem talks about doing more of what you really want to do until you canʻt do it anymore.
The poem “A Coney Island Life” talks about making the most of your life. The poem states, “I take perhaps my last ride on this planet carousel.” The person knows that this ride might be his last, but he wants to make the most of it. They also knows that time is running short. This poem also mentions, “How many more times round I have to catch that brass-ring-sun” The brass-ring-sun is a keyword for one last ride that would be free of charge. This line indicates how he wants to ride again, and catching the brass-ring-sun is the only way he would receive the opportunity. These parts of the poem tells the audience to make use of all the time that we have left here. This poem also talks about how we have so little time to do everything we want. It says, “Now arms filled with dolls I threw so much for” The person is realizing that they donʻt really want the dolls. The dolls donʻt keep them satisfied anymore, and thereʻs something else that they want instead. This line in the poem tells the readers that this person might be feeling like they wasted their time and effort when they could have been spending it on something that made them happier. The poem also mentions, “And seen my helium hopes break skyward without me” Everything that they had hoped and wished for had been lost because he ended up not getting it back. It also tells the audience about lost opportunities, because his hopes and dreams left him behind. Concluding everything, thereʻs so little time left. Wrapping all of it up, the poem is telling us that we shouldnʻt dwell on one thing, because something else could have made us happier. We should do more of what makes us happy, and less of what we feel obligated to do. In the end, if we donʻt do what makes us happy, we will run out of time being filled with regrets, “what ifs” and lost dreams. |
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May 2018
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