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Hannah Is BACK!! And Here to Say Stuff! About Poetry!!!!

Hello gorgeous, lovely, amazing people! I am sorry that I have been absent from this wonderful webpage for a too long of a time. So many beautiful things have happened and I would like to share with you some!

All about poetry style!

My Momma introduced me to these amazing poets (The content is deep so viewer discretion is advised, yet encouraged.)



Soooo gooooooood! I love poetry and I just went up to my attic to get my old poetry book. 

I wrote this poem:



I believe I woke up and had this idea. Funny things like that happen. I think the same thing happened when I wrote this poem: http://www.hannahsprojectrainbow.com/2014/01/a-poem-about-racism.html

So today, think of something your passionate about: a fridge, how you walk, what you are eating, who you love, or anything, and write a poem about it. It doesn't have to rhyme, it doesn't have to sound perfect, just give yourself two minutes and write, go on, right now. I will wait.




Ok! Here was mine:

Steel silver closed...opening
Beautiful lively substance
Colorful aromas textures
Squishy soft what is that?
Providing me with the ability to be.
Beauty is on the inside

That was about...a fridge! 


So go out and start poeming. You will never know what you will discover about yourself. Or a fridge :)

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