{"id":156,"date":"2018-11-01T07:02:40","date_gmt":"2018-11-01T07:02:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.freestyleacademy.rocks\/~RyanW\/?page_id=156"},"modified":"2018-11-01T07:04:09","modified_gmt":"2018-11-01T07:04:09","slug":"poetry-intention-statement","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/freestyleacademy.rocks\/~RyanW\/poetry-intention-statement\/","title":{"rendered":"Poetry Intention Statement"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>In this area, I introduce a poem that I created and the explanation of every aspect and detail that goes into the poem to tell a theme or message.<\/p>\n<p>Here is my original poem<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><b>Wary Well-being<\/b><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">By Ryan Wells<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Every day we sit, <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">afraid to leave the womb<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">and everything we carry with it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Our gentle abode,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">in danger at night,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">at crisis in day,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">my home like a mother <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">that carries her child<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">through a bed of hot coals.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">We cannot feel <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">the burning sensation,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">but we sense it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As our nostrils flare,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">as soot floats to our pale skin<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">at a world caught a blaze<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">searing the eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Our shell surrounding us<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">somehow survives the onslaught.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">While we in our shelter<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">listen selfishly to the disaster <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">that ensues around us<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Where do we keep ourselves,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">as we cannot leave<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">the sanctuary we call ours<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">and the place we call home<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>And here is my fullest explanation of the behind the scenes of the poem:<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In \u201cWary Well-being\u201d I am exploring the feeling of skepticism through the idea of sharing with others. In \u201cWary Wellbeing\u201d, the narrator voice can be voices of not only myself as an author, but the reader as well. Having a narrator that appears as yourself empowers the concept statement because it allows an audience to not only relate to the poem, but also to enforce why sharing a home (or maybe just simple objects) with others can be seen as suspicious. Since you are the one who is experiencing the \u201cburning sensation\u201d and \u201cground caught a blaze\u201d, the audience are the ones who feel the tension of the cautions that potentially await them. In the poem I also used emphasis on the senses to involve the audiences feelings with the sense of skepticism. I used phrases that engage feeling, \u201cAs soot floats to our pale skin\u201d, as well as sight, \u201c a ground caught a blaze, searing the eyes\u201d and smell \u201cas our nostrils flare\u201d. These are all used in order to gather a greater intensity towards the metaphor of skepticism. The descriptions following the second and third stanzas are all metaphors for the view of skepticism. We see the danger, but we aren\u2019t experiencing, but we know that it may come at some point. As described when it \u00a0says \u201cin danger at night, at crisis in day, my home like a mother that carries her child through a bed of hot coals.\u201d. This develops an emotion for the \u201ccharacter\u201d that is bundled inside the womb and carried across dangers. However, when the reader realizes the character is themselves, they then realise the skepticism that they face over their possessions. The line breaks and stanzas are also an important aspect to my poem. The line breaks separate the emotions that one feels, and makes the description feel like an ongoing list of terribly suspicious views. It strengthens the idea that our skepticism involves lists of cautions that we go over and tell ourselves to stop from sharing with others. The stanza placement also divides the description of the metaphor, to the areas in which we realise what our home means to us. For example, stanza 3 describes the feeling of skepticism as a metaphor, while stanza 4 describes how impossible it is for us to give up our homes and accept the oncoming cautions.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; In this area, I introduce a poem that I created and the explanation of every aspect and detail that goes into the poem to tell a theme or message. Here is my original poem &nbsp; Wary Well-being By Ryan Wells &nbsp; Every day we sit, afraid to leave the womb and everything we carry<span class=\"post-excerpt-end\">&hellip;<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"more-link\"><a href=\"https:\/\/freestyleacademy.rocks\/~RyanW\/poetry-intention-statement\/\" class=\"themebutton\">Read More<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-156","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/freestyleacademy.rocks\/~RyanW\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/156","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/freestyleacademy.rocks\/~RyanW\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/freestyleacademy.rocks\/~RyanW\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/freestyleacademy.rocks\/~RyanW\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/freestyleacademy.rocks\/~RyanW\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=156"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/freestyleacademy.rocks\/~RyanW\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/156\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":159,"href":"https:\/\/freestyleacademy.rocks\/~RyanW\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/156\/revisions\/159"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/freestyleacademy.rocks\/~RyanW\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=156"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}