The River- Garth Brooks

You know a dream is like a river
Ever changin' as it flows
And a dreamer's just a vessel
That must follow where it goes
Trying to learn from what's behind you
And never knowing what's in store
Makes each day a constant battle
Just to stay between the shores...and

I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
Like a bird upon the wind
These waters are my sky
I'll never reach my destination
If I never try
So I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry

Too many times we stand aside
And let the waters slip away
'Til what we put off 'til tomorrow
Has now become today
So don't you sit upon the shoreline
And say you're satisfied
Choose to chance the rapids
And dare to dance the tide...yes

I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
Like a bird upon the wind
These waters are my sky
I'll never reach my destination
If I never try
So I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry

There's bound to be rough waters
And I know I'll take some falls
But with the good Lord as my captain
I can make it through them all...yes

I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
Like a bird upon the wind
These waters are my sky
I'll never reach my destination
If I never try
So I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry

Yes, I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
'Til the river runs dry

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Some may say that poetry hard. Hard to write, hard to read and hard to interpret. Nevertheless poetry can be as simple as a country song. "The River" by Garth Brooks mirrors poetry using a conglomeration of techniques. This song depicts a dream being a river and the dreamer being the boat traveling across its waterway. Primarily it is stated that "a dream is like a river" symbolizing the constant change that occurs daily. As a simile it is articulated that a  "dreamer is like a vessel" depicting how one is unable to control a dream and how you " must follow where it goes ".  Expressing a hyperbole he states that  "each day is a constant battle". He confronts hardships with the same favorable attitude "till the river runs dry" .Using an analogy a comparison is made between "a bird upon the wind" and the waters being his sky. Making an allusion to God he declares that he will sail with "the good Lord as [his] captain. He believes that god is gazing down on him advocating for the most harmonious journey. Through repetition it is concluded that he will sail his vessel "till the river runs dry", never giving in to discomfort or distress. Garth's innovative lyrics and prolific imagery create a song of both easy listening and clever poetry. Each day a dab of poetry can be detected as it is concealed everywhere.

Assignment#6

An old women 

A daunting, aged face fell into my gaze. Her head blanketed with a scarf , wrapped tightly,attempting to hide the poorly kept secret of her many years. Withering eyes glared down at me, creating a feeling of unease, but I could not help staring. This piercing scowl was too intriguing. The creases spanned out across her forehead, like unfortunate cracks through a poorly constructed piece of pottery. Her dark eyes still intensely scrutinizing mine,  brimming with the wisdom of her copious years. Heavy circles fell beneath her eyes, as ample proof of how decrepit she had become. Further conveying the longevity of her life, a voluminous nose jutted from her seasoned face. Her cheeks sagged, like heavy curtains gripping to their rod, and lips curled greedily around a fresh cigarette. Her feeble and frail figure had undoubtedly spent long, tiresome years undertaking grueling labor. She slowly rose from her chair and weakly shuffled towards me.  This exhausted, old women held some quintessential key.  Unfathomably she knew some inevitable detail of my future.

College Application. Parallel structure

   High school is only my day job. A challenge to most, yet it does not even awaken me.  I draw sinusoidal graphs in my slumbers and recite the periodic table from memory. High school is solely a dull burden I must bear to be triumphant in my subsequent ventures. Immune from the ease of class as dusk falls, I constantly achieve greatness.


 I  have saved the world before breakfast. Settled the debt predicament in Greece before lunch and scaled a wall to ensure I would be home before dinner. I  have slept on a pillow top bed, with my eyes open.

   I traveled to Japan last week, I now speak fluent Japanese. Amid the plane trip home, our plane was hijacked. Not only did I disarm the hijackers but I also landed the plane safely. Grand theft auto was my only previous piloting experience. I was thanked by the airline. I was thanked by the passengers. Additionally I was thanked profusely by Steven Harper himself. He referred to me as a savior of man kind.

  The Queen and I enjoy tea together weekly. I attend church weekly on  Sundays. I run marathons biweekly, and am currently training to make it a weekly challenge. I participate in weekly spelling bee's. The shimmering gold medal comes home with me after each competition. I steep tea to perfection in cold water.

  I taught Picasso how to paint. I showed Steven Hawking how to publish an inimitable book. My little brother learned how to multiply fractions at the age of two. I suppose you can say I am a good teacher.

 A blind child in Africa now reads with ease, after a visit from me. I cook turkey in thirty minutes. In two minutes I consume a box of Oreo cookies. I wash down the cookies with an entire litre of milk, drunken in one minute.

  Last year I wrestled a gorilla. I emerged victorious.  Last week I held an anaconda. Although it was pitiful in comparison to the one I created for the motion picture.  Last night I baked a delectable cake. Duff Goldman constantly pleads for my recipes, he refers to me as the "Ace of Cakes".

My existence has been a mere effortless trial, only analyzing my ample skills for a more bold, demanding future. A future that I can only acquire as a university graduate.