December 07th, 2015 #HogsAbroad

So this week marks the last week of classes for the fall term. The quality of education here has made a lasting impression me as a student who loves seeking new and exciting information. The best class I have had this semester is my reading and writing poetry class. This class has pushed my limits in so many ways. It has strengthened my writing not only with poetry, but with prose as well. 

 

All of my classes have had a lasting impact on me, but this one takes the cake. I honestly cannot describe how much I love this class. My poetry has gone from just free flowing gibberish to something creates a stir within me. The last poem I wrote for this class was by far my best and favorite poem. I'm putting it in this post and I hope y'all enjoy it! 

 

Only 12 days until I jump on that big jet plane and head home! It seems like yesterday I was just getting off the plane and now my trip is winding down. A big part of me wishes that this trip would never end. I have loved every minute of it.  

 

The beating against my chest
My heart knocking
reluctantly I open up
We sit and stare
Observing the state we are in

Bruised, battered, and broken
My heart speaks, "Its time."
Two words with great power
In an instant
I know

I open my mouth to speak
but the words never come
My heart gets up
takes my hand
leads me through the door

"Thank you," are the only words
I can manage to say
​-MVB

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