Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Poems

In a poetry blog? Get out.

These are some of the random little poems that I've written for various classes, that I didn't believe merited a section all to themselves. But they're quite smashing little darlings, all together.


Haiku

Rain has fallen down,

Tears of a lamenting Heaven,

The earth lives again.



Five Sense Poetry

Relief

Relief is the color of clear blue,

It sounds like a gentle sigh,

It tastes like a pure drink of water,

And smells like the freshest mountain air.

Relief looks like a hopeful smile,

And makes you feel liberated.



Cinquain Poetry

Cat

Fuzzy, snobbish,

Licking, biting, scratching,

You're the staff,

Menace.



Acrostic Poetry

Sky

Sweeping over the world,

Keeps going on forever,

Yours and mine to share.


Thesaurus Poetry

Deep in slumber,

Blissful sleep,

I was in dream-world,

Bathed in ecstasy,

I lay in a trance,

There in my rapture,

My Shangri-la.


Limerick (2)


There once was a girl, an addict,

Her mother was terribly strict,

But she didn’t care,

She drank coffee anywhere,

Until finally the bucket she kicked.


(And, my personal favorite.)


There once was a boy named Jake

The kids called him a mistake

Because he loved birds

They called him absurd

Until one day he flew away

Saturday, September 6, 2008

A Sunny Bit of Frost

Out on my own

Traveling round,


No familiar faces

No familiar sounds.


I’m rambling there

And now over here,


No idea where I am

This is most austere.


The people around me

Are a wretched bunch,


That one in the leather

I think he stole my lunch.


My stomach growls

My feet are dead,


I wish I had somewhere

To lay my poor head.


But reading a poem

Makes me feel grand,


What traveling is for

I now understand.


I may be homesick

I may feel real lost,


But here at the road-fork

I’ll be Robert Frost,


Soon at my home

I’ll contentedly sigh,


For I, being brave,

Took the road less traveled by.

Clouds

Many clouds roll past,

Across the big blue sky.

I see lots of shapes and things,

As they go sailing by.


I see a butterfly,

So vibrant and so pretty.

It's followed close behind,

By a big and hungry kitty.


A snail now goes crawling by,

A dachshund in his wake,

And following soon after

Is a long and fluffy snake.


A daisy chases a hippo,

A penguin hunts a puppy dog.

And in the back, a stinky skunk

Sits, hidden by a log.


There's no limit to these things,

It's magical, you'll see.

I see things that others can't,

Things they say can't be.


But what do they know?

Their minds are just so mild.

They've no imagination,

They've lost their sense of child.


But as for me, I'm still here,

Watching as clouds roll by.

I see my friends and give a wave

As they go across the sky.

A Death Wish Just for You

I painted on your wall today,

You were on my mind.

I had so many things to say,

But words I could not find.


So I first settled for a picture,

To show you how I feel.

A broken heart, as it were,

That, like mine, won't heal.


Torn and mangled was the heart,

Pecked at by love-birds,

With several painful missing parts.

And then I wrote these words:


"I hate you in a way

No one's hated you before.

I hope your life will run away,

Or you get impaled by a door."


"Go drink a bottle of bleach,

Get run over by a semi-truck,

Go on a roof and slip on a peach.

Your life isn't worth a buck."


"Get murdered by some cacti,

Swim where you can't float,

Go and eat a rancid pie,

Or get skewered by a goat."


"Go sit on a toothpick,

Or lick a frayed spark-plug,

Inhale a large pixie-stick,

And eat a poisonous bug."


"You struck out on first base,

Get your things all packed.

And never again say to my face

That women over-react."