Man! It really has!
Ok, so, since I'm in a class at school to write poetry and short stories, here goes the poem that I wrote just today. The teacher is really stupid about this and says that poems are not to have "emo crap"...my question is...WHAT EXACTLY IS POETRY THEN!? It's emotions, feelings, what the author is feeling at the time. So, I did my best to "remove myself" from my own poem. Lemme know what you think!
The Outside Looking In
Shake up the snow globe
The snow suddenly gone
On the outside looking in
But left out of the loop,
Left behind at the station
As one who doesn't belong
The odd man out
The outfielder who never catches the ball
The player who doesn't get to play,
The piano key that doesn't get plucked
Such is the life of the outcast
The kid longing to fit in
The one shaking the snow globe
The child peaking from inside the window
The one outside the circle
Who cannot get in.
On the outside looking in.
I call it: My Mind.My MindThe fear of what lies ahead
It's pretty much a shortened list of the things that go through my mind on any given day. Things that may or may not be important, things that do or do not stress me out.
The knowledge I can't look back
Not knowing what to do
But not caring how long it takes
Wondering what God has in store
Re-thinking my smarts and skills
Questioning if it's all worth while
Missing those I love
Thinking of what to do, how to do it, when & where
Bewildered at people's stupidity
Praying I don't slip up in weakened areas
Hoping I can still stand guard against sin
Longing to be in my own little world:
Away from immorality and sin
Occuring at work and at school.
Sleeping only when there's time
Driving all over Tampa
Not stressing out my heart
Worried about the future of my heart
Can't wait for class to end
When will my break begin
That guy looks cute
Tomorrow will begin with this again
This must be the ABC's of my ADD mind.
From the link to my poetry on the left, what is your favorite poem? Let me know below. I'm workin' on another one, but working 60+ hours a week plus school is kinda cuttin' it tight.
Have a great day!
Remember: You are past wonderful!
I couldn't sleep tonight, so I decided to look through my yearbook and read what all my dear friends turned family wrote to me. I hadn't yet read 1/2 of them. By the end of the 2nd one, I was balling, and somewhat surprised my roommates weren't awakened by the sobbing coming from my room. I sounded pathetic I'm sure! BUT! What made me sad remeniscing (sp?) on the memories helped inspire me to write a poem. It's been close to a month since I've been able to come up with anything! So, here it is:Till thenIt's hardly been a month,
But a month too long
Since I said "so-long"
To strangers, turned friends, turned family.
Some will return, some will not
I'll be up the road, but distant I'll feel!
When you return in August, it will be hot
And when I go back to visit, it won't seem real.
Till then I'll forget the not-so-great-times.
And I'll remember precious times:
"Vollyball", "WHAT!?!", "Mousaka" too,
And homecoming--get out your kazoo!
While my "bubble" has long since been popped
And I struggle without my Christian influences always near
The love I felt from there has not stopped
And the advice given will always be in my ear.
Some of it may not flow completely, but then again, which of my poems do so smoothly flow? LOL Let me know what you think please. Thanks for posting. I'm sorry it's been a while! I just haven't had much inspiration! Ok, now, off to bed! I've gotta be up early...EVEN ON A SATURDAY!
You are past wonderful!
Ok guys, I know it's long awaited, but I have a poem...coming soon! I just thought of some stuff for it tonight while I was sooooo down. But yeah, it's been a rough week. My heart literally hurts (my AI), and my heart hurts for a dying friend that I'm across the country from (they're in CA, I'm in FL). But yeah, so do ya'll want to know the title? Ok, I think I might possibly call it "Sometimes You Just Gotta Let It All Out and Cry" or "Sometimes...Just Cry."
Song of the night: Vitamin C's "As We Go On"...makes me remember my FC Family. It *still* makes me cry!
That's all for now. I should have this poem done by week's end...not as fast as I used to be on stuff like that, but whatever.
Remember: You are past wonderful!