My Portfolio


Sign my guest book after you read my writing.



I chose thse pieces to represent my best work this quarter, because they show me as a writer.

I chose my letter poem, because it was something that portrayed what many people I know feel.

I picked my criminal mind poem,"Out With the Old," because it made a bunch of people feel uncomfortable.

I've selected my sonnet, becayse it is how I feel about life, and I think that I portrayed my feelings well.




Dear friend,

You think you know me
The in's and out's of me...of my life

When we talk we tell and share.
All our problems, all our fears,
all our hopes, and dreams.
Does that show who I am?

Am I that transparent?

My life...a series of sad songs.
Nothing more than empty hopes 
and dreams

In our minds we carry perfect lives,
perfect worlds.
However, these lives, and world's are hidden,
behind emotion.

False emotion!

I hold the fear of losing in life.
The fear of becoming nothing.


I hold the fear of growing old
in the life I now have.
You see the old,
the old that are wrinkled by years.
You hear the old,
with humble voices in raspy tones.

The unsteady wavered tones.

I wonder
Do their voices cower for the same reason as mine?
Are they fearing, seeing the future?
Are they praying that they live,
before they die.
Or are their voices cowering in anticipation?

Anticipation of the life beyond,
of the new beginning.

I think, I feel, and to show that I'm human,
I fear.

Does this letter mean you know me?
I doubt it.

Even so, 
Maybe this letter has helped me to know

Awaiting your reply,



A race can get you all set up for life
You run to your hearts very own delight
A race can bring and take away it's strife

A race is a good place for you to vent
To set your troubles as part of the run
You must stay the course though the pain is a knife

Your will must not waver, and can't be bent
Or you will run a race and life without fun
That is the race, it's the conflict in life

A race is not something that you can rent
'Cause you can't replace the joy of a run
A race can get you all set up for life
A race can bring and take away it's strife



It won't be anything complex. No elaborate scheme. Now that I think about it,
I don't have any motivation for doing this.

I can't wait for my moment of glory to show itself. It will be the second time
for me. I'm waiting with my itchy trigger finger. Waiting to feel the
adrenaline run through my body. I just love the feeling of being on top of the
world. Controlling life.

My first experience with this cheap thrill was motivated. There was an old
couple driving in front of me one night. Not a single person around, but the
old couple and I. Slowly they went along. I was behind them like I said
before. I could have passed them if I wanted to. That wasn't what I wanted, I
wanted them to know that they were slow. I wanted them to know that they wee
old. In no way could these two people been use to society.

I switched on my high beams, just to irritate them both. They pulled off to
the side of the road and signalled for me to pass. I just pulled behind them
and waited. Then the old wrinkled guy got out of his car and walked over to my
window. The guy's skin was practically falling off of his body. He knocked on
my window a few times, but I just sat there. I could lightly hear him giving me
attitude. "Respect your elders!" That kind of crap, you know what I mean?
After that he got back in his car. Who the hell did he think he was?! I played
it all back in my mind. The way his chin bounced after he finished a sentence,
and the way he looked like he was going to cry because of his watery eyes. It
made me sick!


07 May 2001
Remote User:


Hey I really like your poem. Keep up the good work. I really like the first one because you can feel the emotion there and because many people can relate to that topic. Good job.

01 Jun 2001
Remote User:


hey chris nice job I really feel your work I like that! -Stay Sweet,and keep on running!! :) nikki

09 Jun 2001
Remote User:


ok dude, you wanna write something that dose not have to do with running? your pieces suck! maybe you should pull your head out of you butt and realize that life had more to offer to you than "a race".

09 Jun 2001
Remote User:


your writing did not affect me at all. it was shallow and stupid. nice job.

12 Jun 2001
Remote User:


First of all, I'd to say how much those last comments made me sick. From what I've seen of your writing, it's pretty good. Like your first PE a draft of a letter poem where you tried to express the feeling that people are not as open with each other as we all like to think. I think you succeeded very well in making that point. I was a little confused when you said "I hold the fear of growing old in the life I now have." What exactly did you mean when you wrote that? I got the faint impression that you aren't talking entirely about yourself. If you aren't maybe in another draft i think that maybe you could talk more about how you don't think other people aren't as open or honest with you. My rating scale is Great Job!, Nice Work, Needs a Little More Thought, and ...Please Try Again. I give this piece a Great Job!

12 Jun 2001
Remote User:


Your last PE was the Criminal Mind story where you tried to illustrate the characters disgust for the elderly and those he thinks are useless to society. I think you succeeded very well in fulfilling the requirements of this story. Is this a reflection of your own personal feelings? The story seems a little unfinished however. Maybe in a second draft you could give the story a more defined ending. My rating scale is Great Job!, Nice Work, Needs a Little More Thought, and ...Please Try Again. I give this piece a Needs a Little More Thought. Nathan. Nathan for the one just before this one too.

12 Jun 2001
Remote User:


Your first piece was a letter poem it was to a friend. I found this poem easy to understand and simple to read. My favorite part was when you were asking so many q's.Why did you do that? I was confused about "false emotions " But it looks like put some effort in to it so on A scale of 1 to 10 I'll give you an 8, And it could have been longer. your evalator, nikki:)

13 Jun 2001
Remote User:


Your second piece was pe 11? criminal mind.This story did loose me a little but it got better towards the end.My favorite words in the whole story were "I can't wait for my moment of glory to show itself".The part I hated was most was the beginning, it completely throws you off.So I give this piece a 6 on a scale from 1 to 10. Your evaluator, nikki :)

14 Jun 2001
Remote User:


Hi. Mr. McGonegal here. This is your portfolio evaluation. Do you remember what I use for an evaluation scale? An "AW" for AWARD WINNING, a "P" for PUBLISHABLE, or a "p" for PASSING. Your first piece: P. Your second piece: p. Your third piece: P. Overall, your portfolio represented some of the good work you did this quarter. It was a pleasure writing with you this quarter, and I hope you will keep writing and stop by to see what your successors are writing for "found poems," "criminal mind" stories, and travelogues. Best, Mr. M.