Theodore Albano – Prepositional Phrases Poem
Teacher : Mr Jockers Period: 2
Contained in the walls of my home
Across the street from Bran
Beneath the clouds in the sky
Surrounded by trees of many colors
Unlike any other house there is
Inside cold air swiftly spirals throughout
During the month of January
Despite hiding a roaring fire inside
On my soft textured couch
Below a brightly colored light
Without making a sound
I sat
Nicely done, Theo. While I would’ve liked to have seen a video representing this poem, it’s clear you understand the concept of prepositional phrases, which really was the point.
Hey, I’m in this poem!