How Unpoetic

Obviously the topic that I chose to write about was my 1994 white Honda Civic EX. It's my baby, if I could I would keep it for a very long time. But one thing that is on my mind about my car is the new tires that I have to buy for it before next week. I only need to buy two BF Goodrich Potenza Pole Positions 205/40-17's which should set me back a pretty penny. My car has been in storage throughout the whole winter and honestly the only thing that I want to do ever is go drive my civic. With its lowered stance and adjustable camber kit, it just sticks to the road. Another reason why I want my fun car back is because I miss being able to roll up to someones house with a crew of sick Honda's. Me and my buddy Alek each have a '94 coupe, mine is white and his is black, my friend Zach with his '94 Del Sol with a B16, and Ben with his black Integra GS-R. For some reason I find it to be so cool when we all roll up with our exhausts purring, all of us lowered. It may be a bit nerdy to obsess over a car, but it's what I really have a passion for. I will always be a Honda enthusiast mainly because of VTEC. One of the most amazing sounds, of the whole car is when VTEC hits at 6,000 RPM. From 6 to 8200RPM it just sings to me. If you haven't experienced it, it is one to do before you die.

Poetry Critique

Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein

There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.

Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.

http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/shel_silverstein/poems/14836

1. Done
2. I selected this poem mainly because it was the first poet i recognized and remembered this poem from a long time ago. I still have the book with all of his classic children's poems.
3. The title of this piece fits very well with the poem, possibly because it's a main line within the poem. It is a deep title, "where the sidewalk ends", because if you think about it metaphorically it can lead to many different topics.
4. One of Shel's poetic devices that he used was imagery, where he compares the color of the grass and the brightness of the sun. They influence the poems ability to show detail what is happening and the things around it.
5. The tone of this poem is very relaxed and well paced. It isn't very detailed but at the same time gives just enough detail to give the reader a sense of enjoyment.

Writing Territories

I prefer to read short stories over poems mainly because short stories to me seem to have more a plot. I don't mind poetry, it's just not one of my favorite type of writing. Writing short stories to me is a lot easier to write and compose ideas rather then having something rhyme or have a specific amount of syllables. I really don't like writing scripts, its too time consuming. When I'm not at school or told to write on something, I don't normally write that much.

The topic that I chose to write about is things that bug me. One of them being chewing with your mouth open. I honestly can't stand it when you're sitting at a dinner table or anywhere in public and all you can hear is someone loudly. Another thing that annoys me is when people drag their feet. I don't know exactly why but it gets obnoxious really fast.