Tuesday, December 9, 2008

No Problem

Have you ever had a tiny problem that you thought you could fix? And then when you try to fix it, you make it worse?
Well my headphones shorted out today. So I tried to fix it. So I bust out the Swiss Army knife, and then...

More proof that David CAN'T do it all.

Oh yeah, and I had my Humcore final today. NAILED IT! At least a 85% I guarantee it!

So since I didn't write a poem yesterday, I guess I owe you two. No problem!

Poems are supposed to be fun. They can't always be never-ending love and great regrets. I can't be super cereal all the time, so I'm going to write some lighter poem.

Yellow Paper
The girl sat down with a pen in her hand
With closed eyes stared at the sky
A yellow notepad from the STAPLES brand
Rested between her palm and thigh
She jots three words and rips out the page
Folds the sheet and sets it on the table
She looks at me and begins to gauge
A smile forms and I become unstable
Chills run down my spine as I see her arise
Her tea-colored legs carry her my way
She steps in front of me linking our eyes
And drops the note as she walks away
I awake from my daze and unfold the note
On yellow paper "I love you" is what she wrote

OOOOOOOooooooooooOOOOOOOOOoooooooo what's up! You know that's good!

Another thing I want practice is to communicate emotion in my words. I've only written a handful of sad poems so I'm not very good at this. A great poet who has experienced great loss can use his feelings to create a great poem! The poem will make the reader empathize with the writer and both will share the same feelings of pain and loss. I'll try my best. Please let me know.

Don't forget me
The years we had were long
But our time together was short
In the end, our match was wrong
Now I can't go to you for support
We went our own ways
and lived our own lives
But don't forget the days
Before we started throwing lies
Though I became a jerk
and you became a twit
We can still make it work
As friends we shouldn't quit
I will always remember our history
So please forget to forget me

This second poem is not as good, I know. But it's definitely a start and hopefully I will grow from it.

1 comment:

t$ said...

I freaking love the 2nd one. Really could feel the emotion