Working on My Portfolio

I am having difficulties with my portfolio. First of all, let me just say that I have grown as a writer. I was looking at that first poem that we did in class, where we were supposed to use different words for one word, and I hated it. Not that I liked it then, but now that I have learned forms, I really hate it. Anyway, I am trying to fix up some of my poems. I would love to rework "Tameless." I thought about making it a Villinelle, but I am not sure how to. I know Bishop did it for "One Art," and that her draft was much more different then her poem is now. I know that I can work with it, I just have to figure out how I can fix it up, and give it more structure.

I also want to fix up my Aubade. You guys have not read it, but I have some good ideas in the poem. I know that this is kind of lame, but it is inspired by my situation with my boyfriend who is over in Iraq. Initially, it was about a woman who is married to a soldier, and who watches him pack boxes. She then realizes that he is "like the Lone Ranger," who is chasing after Natives that she cannot fathom. She then thinks about how he could die, and pieces of him could be spread about "like a freshly seeded dandalion." I have been thinking about it, and maybe that is too violent. I am not even sure if it sounds like an Aubade! So I am thinking of describing him as just being distant from her, mentally and physically, while she is away living in a different world (in the domestic sphere). How does that sound? Aubadish enough? I was going to throw some "it dawned on me" and whatevers in there. Not sure what to do with that.

Then, I can't write an Elegy to save my life. I have written one about a cat I found with his eyes still opened on the side of the road. That was creepy, and I think I could do something with it. What I wrote, however, sucks balls. I then thought about the time I found a bunch of chickens that had been masacred by a bunch of cars on the highway. I think they escaped from their cages on the way to the slaughter house. I was thinking about writing an Elegy to them. I feel like my Elegies are sappy, either way. I think I might do the one about the chickens. My mother told me she was watching Food Network and the people at the chicken factory would squeeze this gland on the chickens, to see if they were male or female. My mom said, "they treated those little chicken like they were nothing." I thought about throwing that in there somewhere.
But I am working on it. Anyway, any suggestions would be nice.