Monday, February 16, 2015

Paragraph poem

I was born in Redwood, California. At age 5 I moved to American Fork, Utah. My parents moved us to Utah because my dad found a better job opportunity. Many of my mom's side of the family, soon came to Utah as well. My house became the house to go to for family reunions, or when someone in the family needed a place to stay. I was always surrounded by my aunt, uncles, and cousins. As I have no siblings, the amount I saw my cousins made up for that.

6,9,14, 15, 22,10,15

I was born in a tree wrapped, a hill covered, California. After almost never seeing my dad, at age five my dad dragged me and my mom to Utah. In only one year, the family came from all over to come to see our new home. Soon my new orderly home became chaotic. We had become the go-to place for everything, we became the "boarding house". Being surrounded by aunts and uncles I felt like I couldn't breathe, watching every hour. With no siblings to play, tease and trap I grew to think of my cousins were my siblings. Like all siblings we were mean to each other, still, are. It is never easy to be suffocated by family, but I can survive.


I was born in a tree wrapped,
hill covered, California.
After almost never
seeing my dad, at age
five my dad
dragged me and my
mom to Utah.
In only one year, family
came from all over to come
to see our new home.
Soon my new orderly
 home became chaotic.
We had become the go
to place for everything,
we became the "boarding house".
Being surrounded by aunts
and uncles I felt like
 I couldn't breathe, watching
every hour.
With no siblings to play,
tease and trap I grew to
think of my cousins were
 my siblings.
Like all siblings we
were mean to each
other, still are.
It is never easy
to be suffocated
by family,
but I can survive.

j.h.

1 comment:

Debbie Frampton said...

Love it. And it's very insightful.