Journal #4: Where I'm From

Write a "Where I'm From" poem of at least 6 stanzas of at least 4 lines.  Remember, in this poem, you're not specifying the location of where you're from, but rather, things that have shaped you, things you see and hear around your house, on your street, in your community, etc. 

Here are the class versions:

Where We're From (Period 4)

We’re from basketball hoops, broken-down and rusted pick-up trucks, poorly-executed graffiti, cows, dirt roads, dying blackberry bushes, bird poop, white picket fences, and black pot holes.

We’re from boxes of Hawaiian rolls, overfed pets, deer heads on the walls, piano music, way too many paintings of fruit, computer-addicted family members, costume jewelry, candles, toys strewn across the floor, and Call of Duty games.

We’re from Coco Pebbles, spaghetti, pepperoni pizza rolls, deer meat, bear jerky, German chocolate cake, tamales, feta cheese, parmesan and noodles, undercooked snicker doodles, and overcooked banana bread.

We’re from shut the hell up, Aunt Mary’s kicking my ass at Words with Friends, barking dogs and moms, Callate, meow, screaming siblings, yelled Jeopardy answers, awkward silence, and I love you.

We’re from Melissa, Michele, Audrey, Darius, Keith, and Otis the Dog.

We’re from being vampires, swimming in oceans with dolphins, getting into Stanford, fame, travelling the world, Santa’s real, and to float through life without a single care in the universe.