Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Autobiography: "I am From..."



Poetry Contest Reminder
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Have you written your poem? Several readers have submitted their links, and others have told me they're still working on it. This post is a friendly reminder that there's a "mystery prize" waiting for the winner of my poetry writing contest.


The deadline for entry is midnight Tues. Feb 9, 2010.

Easy Schmeezy Instructions


Why not give it a try? Even if you're not a poet, you'll really enjoy re-living your childhood when you write your poem. Just plug a few special memories into this template, and voila! you're done. C'mon, it's easy!

After you post your poem, leave your poem link in the comment box on this post, "Autobiography: Template for "I am From..." If you don't have a blog, simply copy and paste your entire poem into the comments.

My example is here. And here is another.

For your inspiration, enjoy this delightful version submitted by Cindy Jasmine at This Little Light of Mine.


I am From…
by Cindy Jasmine

I am from snow, from Salsa Valentina and El Milagro tortillas.

I am from the red cement stairs cracking in front of the glass door that slams every night as I walk in from my adventures.

I am from the roses, the red falling petals sent with Love straight from Afghanistan.

I am from Sunday dinners for lunch and round bellies, from Vanessa and Teresa and Aishah Nunez.

I am from running-to-Grandpa-when-he-walks-in-the-door hugs and tearful telephone conversations.

From annoying know it all responses and want-it-all childhood visits to the store.

I am from Independent Reformed Baptists. From sweetly loving God’s Sovereignty and embracing the five Solas.

I'm from Chicago, from Mexico, from wherever the U.S. Army says I am from, I am from tacos Al Pastor and Pozole.

From 12 months in a foreign country fighting for our nation, from my husbands sacrifices and hard work to ensure a nations security. I am from Mom, from giving up my pleasures to wash dirty dishes and loads of laundry, from the dolphins that lost their mouths in our park, and the choice to keep the first baby boy of the family.

I am from an over-sized box underneath the television stand that holds an eternity of truths in its glossy paper, which have been embedded in my heart.


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Are you planning to submit your poem?


6 Comments:

MiPa said...

I'm finding this task more difficult than imagined--lots of memories to try to encapsulate. But I plan to finish it before the deadline!

April said...

Here is my attempt -
http://april-in-january.blogspot.com/2010/01/guilty-of-attempted-poetry.html

crickl's nest said...

Mine is up!
http://cricklsnest.blogspot.com/2010/01/crickl-is-from.html

Cindy Jasmine said...

thank you so much! :)
this is more than I could have imagined! thank youuu!!!! :D

e said...

i linked to you through my friend's blog, "avoiding the sandy land". here's the link to my poem. :)

http://flower-e-mommy.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-from.html

e-Mom said...

MiPa, April, Crickl's Nest, Cindy Jasmine and e: I loved each and every one of your poems. You are such good sports for jumping in. Have a blessed weekend. :~D

 

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