Wall for JaJaDingDong (page 8)

The Wall Outside the English Block
by ♪Barbara Bingbong♪™

The lips of the bricks smile with glee
As the anticipation of spring
Warms the air.
The fronds nod expectantly
Towards the climbing Sun
As it nears and shortens
Our dark stalkers.

Soon high enough
And peaceful,
Childless.
But it’s too short to last and soon enough

The flames that tickle and lap
Like puppy’s leaping playfully against their soulless owner
Sprout from past green memories
And scale the wall
Until the darkness of autumn engulfs
The youngest students’ fears of homework and stress
And leave room to goggle annoyingly
At by the teachers that stroll
Uniformly to fulfil their various errands.

When the merry teachers
Decorate their rooms we must wonder
Whether they are bringing the waning blooms
Indoors; they have been magicked away
For protection against
The wolves’ howling that slashes and gnashes
As they gnaw upon Death’s blouse.
The naked cement watches in awe as
Their dreams of blooms turn their heads in dreary daze
Against the swirling rage of the frothed sky
That no student nor teacher
Has dared to watch before.
But it must not fret or crumble away
For they shall be back,
Perhaps hauling the blessed bloom
Of the next cycle
Of the next Spring.
Until then we must live with
O, such a cursed word

Well here are my best thoughts lol

1) Seems to be about tomato plants lol

2) Tomato plants are very commonplace (at least here) so it's "encouraging" you to take a look at something often disregarded as simple or boring. It seems to me as if it's saying "slow down and appreciate the little things, like the blossom of vegetation. Even though it happens every year, every month, every day, it's still a beautiful miracle." As stereotypical as that is.

3) To me it's creating an atmosphere of silent wonder

4) Uhm....tomato plants? Lol

Uh I hope this wasn't too useless, obvious or stupid, I haven't analyzed a poem seriously before :P

The Strand is beautiful with buses,
Fat and majestical in form,
Red like tomatoes in their trusses
In August, when the sun is warm.

They cluster in the builded chasm,
Corpulent fruit, a hundred strong,
And now and then a secret spasm
Spurs them a yard or two along.

Scarlet and portly and seraphic,
Contented in the summer’s prime,
They beam among the jumbled traffic,
Patiently ripening with time,

Till, with a final jerk and rumble,
The Strand tomatoes, fat and fair,
Roll past the traffic lights and tumble
Gleefully down Trafalgar Square.

1) What is the poem about?

2) What message does it send to the reader? (Have they encouraged you to look at something from a different perspective or encouraged you to think about something you have previously ignored?)

3) What type of mood does it create?

4) What imagery does it create? Draw and label examples.

ENdom but my 13 year ild cat can’t “meow” she “meeps” “mehs” “mrows” and purrs it’s cute but funny XD

I’ll have to look up team Tell’s theame i don’t know ANY gen 8 musuc.

Glad your feeling better <3 at last you ARE self- isolating  i know a woman who thought she had it add went arkund unmasked a-byway guess what? She DID have it  luckily we werent around it tho.

Team Skull grunt theame makes me be bop along while i clibber them (they are terrible dabcers so u like clibbering them) XD

Well that’s gokd. Brw how are you feelling? I hear Carona can be paunful and i hope ykur not in pain

Okf i hope yku feel better abd i hope i’m not a bully XD ttyl maybe!

Hey, hope you feel better soon, and whoever's being a jerk to you stops :)

Omg barbara ily