Reason why I did William Carlos Williams

         To the readers out there, most of you might think, "Why would I do poems based off of William Carlos Williams?"
         In contrast to what you most think its not because I want to slack of or be lazy, its because I want to get points through in the shortest amount of lines possible. That is what both "This Is Just To Say" and "The Red Wheelbarrow" do so well. Both of the poems straightforwardly deliver a point out to the reader in very few lines, which brings both effectiveness and efficiency to both the poem and the poet.
         Also, to be honest the poems that I've done to emulate "This Is Just To Say" and "The Red Wheelbarrow" did not take a short time at all. I had a lot of trouble figuring out a point to deliver and then fitting it in into so little lines.
         The length of a poem does not dictate its capabilities of carrying out a message, and I wanted to carry that point out. 

2 poems emulating "The Red WheelBarrow" (William Carlos Williams)

1.
My life depends
upon

The choices
made

throughout my
career

inside my
brain

2.
People depend 
upon

the works of
others

touched with their
labor

within this
country

2 poems emulating the works of William Carlos Williams (specifically "This Is Just To Say")

 1.
The oranges

from the tree

were so juicy

and sweet

If you

want some

I left a couple

on the dinner table 

  2.
I have taken

the calculator

inside the drawer

beside your bed

Please understand

I had an exam

so the calculator

was essential

My Ten Limericks

There was a young man from the West
Who dreamed of being the best
It just takes hard work
But he was a jerk
And now his whole life is a mess

I once bought a nice looking car
But man, it used way too much tar
It costed too much
And bad, was the clutch
So I traded it for a jar

Some people may say I am weird
I had to explain as I sneered,
"Its why I'm unique
And possibly chic"
All questions have now disappeared

There was a young person named Jim
That people kept bothering him
As he stood right up
And gave them a cut
He now has a friend who's named Tim

A talkative man from the East
Who spend his time talking to geese
To much of his shock
They started to talk
He now has a friend in those geese

There was a small goldfish that frowned
For reasons he was very down
He did not enjoy
Himself as a toy
So he gladly jumped to the ground

Some people just don't understand
That I am not a normal man
I have a bad feel
For things that aren't real
And I try to change but I can't

There is a hockey team called Habs
Whose goalie drove players so mad
Stopped shot after shot
To score, they will not
He's quite an amazing young lad

The Stanley Cup playoffs are great
It brings me together with mates
As we cheer the team
And players have dreams
That fuel them to go out and skate

I like to go on many hikes
Activities that many like
I've made many friends
To hikes we attend
A great trail can be "Northern Pike"