During Term 3, we've been learning poetry. We learnt all the different aspects of it and the different writing techniques used in famous poems. I enjoyed writing our own poems, particularly when we had free reign, like the poem you're about to read. I found writing poems based off of others was quite difficult, but I got on with it anyway. I am more competent with writing poetry now, and this is because I've began using different techniques to enhance my poems. The following poem is my favourite poem out of all the ones I wrote. Enjoy.

Running away through the woods.

He wants to bury an axe in my chest.

Glance behind, I see a masked man chasing me.

His mask consists of tribal symbols

And bloodstains from previous

Victims. He is wielding a bloody axe, hoisted up

Over his shoulder like a bindle.

He snarls as I stare at his “face”.

Not looking where I’m going, I trip on a branch.

The man moves in and claims his kill.

Deeming me worthy prey. He laughs

Maniacally and drops his axe into my abdomen.

I chose this poem because I like the overall theme. I also believe I put the techniques I learnt to good use. It''s a poem that reflects my personality and that is why I chose it.