The World is Dead- Found Poetry

   So here is my found poetry that I wrote in class:

The World is Dead

A little boy

Flickering

In the cold bleak depths

Of a dead black void

Sightless white eyes

With nothing to see

There is no light

There is no morning

A dimension without light

A dimension of night

A blacktop of a world

A darkness dripping darkness

Little boy face the truth

The world is dead

   I really liked this activity, because I love poetry. I got into my poetical state of mind and after skimming my words from the quotes I had collected I knew that I would write a poem about darkness and hopelessness because pretty much every word I found involved either one or both of those so I knew my poem would easily come to me. That's usually how I get when ever I do writing of any sort. I stop and think about what it is that I am going to write then, slowly the vision comes to me and I begin to write what I feel. This is why I am not good at writing research papers or times writings; I'm not given the time or the opportunity to be as creative or emotionally invested as I would like to be. I much rather prefer writing poems and short stories. I really hope we do more activities like this in class.