Assignment 4

Punctuate and capitalize the following poem.

Elusive Imaginings
...like feathers on the wind...

A fragile figment flutters softly down,
landing with grace but not a single sound.
Feather soft, it sits on the barren page,
awaiting my pen which will craft its stage.

Pen, hand as one begin to form and shape,
fashioning the scene designing the drape.
Fair figment hovers on the gentle breeze,
created by pen strokes flowing with ease.

Then a darkened cloud suddenly takes form,
strong blowing wind it's threatening to storm.
I grasp at the figment but it takes flight,
before I can grasp, it is gone from sight.

I wait in the darkness holding my pen,
hoping the notion will arrive again
but it is gone – this I must consent,
my figment has flown, folded up its tent.

Elusive imaginings float on the wind,
when one flutters by, I'll begin again.


Write a poem using the following form. Quatrain: a poem consisting of four lines in each stanza - with between 2 and 6 stanzas, using either abab or aabb rhyme scheme - your choice. Line length consistent. Use some of the words from your "soothing word list" from last week's assignment. Write it as quickly as you reasonably can using alliteration and assonance. Consider grammar, punctuation, and spelling as well in your poem.

The Light

Departing from the ground,
light feet without any sound.
There shines a bright light,
it is a wonderful sight!

The wind gains momentum,
he strives to remain firm.
Hanging onto the hinge,
making himself cringe.

Revoking the Gods, pleading,
as the sun shines, leading.
At last, his plea is heard,
clarity emerges from blurred.


As soon as you finish it, put it in your static item without editing. Then copy and paste it again below the first one. Edit this second one carefully, using the 5-point editing list and the 9-point evaluation list.

The Light

Departing from the ground,
light feet without any sound.
From above, shines a bright light,
oh, what a wonderful sight!

The wind gains momentum,
he strives to remain firm.
Hanging onto the hinge,
making himself cringe.

Revoking the Gods, pleading,
as the sun shines, leading.
At last, his plea is heard
as clarity emerges from blurred.