Last week at South Loop Poetry Club, our poets read “The Texture Of Your Soul” by Linda Winchell, using feelings as sensory intrigue to represent our feelings as emotions. We got out the markers and drew some representations of what made up our own souls, and talked about how some textures are hard to see when drawn, and how we’d just have to write them down in our poems. Please enjoy our newest batch of poetry from South Loop Poetry Club!
South Loop Poetry Club
My soul is Damp!!!
By George
My soul is Damp / and smooth
Why Damp I swim / I move smoothly
through the water
When I get out I’m Damp so is my
soul
When smoothly through the water.
the bellbottomed queen
By Oliver G.
the bellbottomed
soul she is
kind firm
and fabulous
she knows the
pain and
the party she
hearts the hearts
she lives how she lives
she lives sparkly
she lives as a
bellbottomed queen! and
No one can change
that!
Da Soul In My Body
By Whitman G.
Our souls
We can create
We have an option
To Keep it
Or break
Some silky because you like soft things
The second tough like rock because we play sports
The last thoughtful because it likes to help people
Even though each soul is different
One thing’s the same
You can keep it
Or it can break
Deep
By Mia P.
A silly person
A sad soul
A relaxed soul
A mysterious soul
A determined soul
Connected with Nature
followed by happiness
soft, fluffy, sensitive,
Inside, a burning passion
with a compassionate soul.
So sensitive. The middle full
of mystery. The outside tough,
and firm…
KNITTING
By Annabel G.
The pointy knitting needles.
The silky yarn.
My Progress is firm.
The yarn is tough.
The knitting needles are smooth.
My soul is pointy, silky, firm, tough,
and smooth.
The Death of my Soul
By Cole C.
I was
hiking on a mountain
wearing my snow protective glass
because I’m blind
my skin was moist
a rock fell down
hovering on the wind /
hitting my glasses /
cracking it.
I couldn’t see
I tried to get down
I got fall damage
My leg scarred
skin blistering
I’m almost out of
oxygen I’m dying
A rescue heli came to me
It saved me
I’m in a hospital
eating healthy food
I felt a big thump
on my chest
a big amount of pain.
I died
I waked up my
eyes again
blistered skin and dry face
I have been a soul
to the world.
Drawings of Our Souls
By Whitman G.
By Mia P.
By Ruzzi M.
By Oliver G.
By Annabel
By Morgan F.
By Navi R.
