Inspired Poetry

Leaving Maple Street

This poem was written while I was doing an assignment for a class during middle school. Our teacher gave us a picture and told us to write a open about it. I no longer have access to the photo since it was a hard copy but, if I can find it I will put it in here. It was a fantasy type picture 38th a house being lifted off of the ground by rockets. Though it mentions things that could relate to the picture, it's mainly just one big metaphor. As you all are here for, here it goes:

Leaving Maple Street

At the old house on Maple Street
Where the paint slowly fades
Everything is different
Everything is tame
Not much goes on around here
In the house of old
It doesn’t matter what happens
It will never be bold
It doesn’t stand out like the the Briar’s
Or seem bright unlike the Riar’s
It’s simple and large

The thing nobody sees
(since they can’t come in)
Is a lab in the basement
With the brightest lights
No one can tell
If it’s true in the night

The tales of the place
Burn with brighter light

I live in that old and rickety house
So I know the tales aren’t true
My father lives with me,
Yet he doesn’t approve
Of me wanting to leave one night
To get away from the place dark as night

The street is eerily quiet
A sense of drearyness hanging in the air
Even for the weak and weary
It’s too much to bare
Old men and women have lived in this place
I learned better than to stare at their face
For it’s dangerous if you say
You looked at them during the day
They’re scary and frightening and downright grumps

Even though the elders may seem terrible
The animals are strange and dangerous
That’s why people don’t leave at night
They say there are bears that will kill you on sight
They’ll drag you into the wood and you’ll never be found
For they don’t like to be seen around town

My father would always say
“It just a bunch of hooey
and they’re probably sweet cuties”
I would stare at him in aw
At how he would stay so calm
Even though people have died due to
The animals rage

This is why I wanted to leave
To get away from the fear
To get away from the animals
That will kill you on sight
To get away from the place dark as night

In this people would stay
Until they leave so they can live another day
It’s dangerous and dark
And downright scary
For things could come and take you away

My father is very disapproval
He’s very scientifical
He doesn’t believe what the people say
He believes he’ll always live plenty of days
If I could only make him see
What it would mean to me
To leave and be safe
To see new things

I’ve built rockets in the lab
That I will attach to bottom of the house
On a dark night
When there are stars in the sky
And the moon shines its bright light
Guiding me for when the time is right
I’ll leave while my father is asleep
So he doesn’t get mad at me
I’ll move to the town near Yale
I’ll finally live a life I can bear
I’ll have friends who won’t leave
I’ll see places that many can’t see

The school’s up there will be huge
They’ll shine as though they’re brand new
Like they’re made of silver and gold
And the stairways are decorated
In rings and many shiny things
The classrooms would be
Massive with desks lined up in rows
The windows would open
It would seem like a home

Sadly though I’m stuck here
In this place that people fear
But one day I’ll leave
Against my father’s wishes
I’ll go a long was and then I’ll see
The things I’m meant to be
Even though for now it’s just a dream to leave