POEMS

*Here are the two poems that I promised youuuu :) The first one is a List Poem, so we're not supposed to actually say how we feel, but rather list items in our surroundings and show how we feel by the way we describe them and the words/adjectives we choose to describe them with. The second poem is an empathy poem, where we have to write from a widow's point of view. Her husband was drowned and now she is forced to confront the water. Enjooyyy :) <3 *

Beach At Heartbreak


Echoing wind rushing through the air,
Hair stuck to damp skin, caught in dry mouth.
Sand gritting against sore muscles,
Forcing its way into every crevice. Ice cold
Water stinging old wounds, sharp rocks creating
New ones. Salt sitting heavily
In the air, making everything
Taste bitter. Weak waves crash again and again;
Earlobes ring in the desolate silence
That follows, like the quiet that comes
After death when the heart stops beating,
The breathing unnoticed until its gone.
Eyes burn and the cold cuts the air
Like a knife through the skin, painful and
Delicious at the same time. Atmosphere
Throbbing from the ocean's pressure, beating
Against reality like an incessant,
Never-ending drum. Delicate shells shatter
Beneath careless feet, as does
A heart in careless hands.


Clearwater Beach


White sand, so soft against my skin;
It's my safety, my comfort, my world.
It's the barrier between me and
The harsh sea, the cruel water, the
Painful memories. "Vacation," they said;
"Time to reflect," was my need, according
To them, they who played in the hands of
Death itself. Seven years ago today,
My life had fallen apart. Today, the
Sea had released its wrath on my
Beloved. The capped waves came rushing
At me, like a rabid animal
Foaming at the mouth. I was helpless
Against its destructive power. I could not
Face it, that which had killed my husband,
That which had broken my heart. Stinging
Water sprayed my face, and I gasped,
Stiff at the touch of the brutal drops.
I took a step closer to my deepest fear,
Longing for closure, longing for peace.
A wave rose to meet me, swallowing
Those who had brought me here in a
Dark void of nothing. I turned and ran.

Could it be...*GASP* A new STORY??????

Okay, so much for the daily thought posts. I'm a lazy loser, so that idea failed miserably, lol.

Anyway, here's thought numbah 1: I had an extremely interesting dream the other night, which means, yep, you guessed it! A NEW STORY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And I'm actually really kinda liking this one so far...I have a general plot/outline in mind, so I know where I'm going, which is a good thing. It's science-fiction/fantasy, and I haven't written in that genre in the longest time, so it's kind of nice to get back into that again. As soon as I finish the first chapter/Prologue (haven't decided which it is yet :P) I'll post it and you can all let me know what you think. General plot, though, is that it's way, way in the future and mankind now lives on the moon, since apparently life can no longer exist on earth. The people here spend most of their time tilling dirt to release oxygen into their enclosed atmosphere. Each person is matched with a member of the opposite sex to be married and produce one child only. The match is based on the genetic makeup of each person, and which two will produce the fittest child most likely to survive. The heroine in my story is unfortunately in love with another man, which is forbidden. But she is willing to forgo her feelings and follow the rules as everyone else does. But the man she loves is more rebellious than that and is determined to overthrow their corrupt government. He is convinced that the situation on earth is not as bad as they had been told. He wants the heroine, he wants power, and he wants to go back to earth; and what he wants, he normally gets. But is returning to earth really such a good idea?

Second thought: Wow...that was a super cheesy summary and really doesn't do my idea any justice whatsoever. Oh well. It's not as predictable and typical as I bet you all are thinking, I prroommmisseee.

Third thought: Dance competition this weekend. AHHHH! I am really freaked out :/ Mostly about my trio. ESPECIALLY about my trio.

Fourth thought: IIIIII shhhouuuulllddd goooo to beeeedddd....I have school tomorrow :( And I'm so tired. And so sore. And so tired. Bleh.

Fifth thought: I have the most amazing bunch of friends and I love them all so much!!!!! I am so happy to know everyone I do.

Sixth thought: My stomach hurts, I am incredibly hungry, even though I've just eaten, like, EVERYTHING, and I'm super moody and bipolar. Yes. You're thinking correctly. I am currently going through my fat phase (That's what I tell my siblings who are too young to yet understand the workings of female bodies...and other things)

Seventh thought: OMG! I should totally post some of the poems I've been writing for my Creative Writing class! (Which, by the way, I absolutely LOVE) Why haven't I thought of this before? There's two that I actually really, really like...Yes, it is final, I shalt post two poems immediately after I have posted this.

Eighth thought: Colleges scare me so bad. I mean, I'm totally excited to actually GO to college, but the choosing, applying, visiting, etc, etc, process is frightening me terribly :( It's. Scary.

Ninth thought: I'M GOING TO GEORGIA TO SEE MY LOVELY LAURA AND EMILY THIS SUMMER!!!!!!!! YAAAAAAAAAYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tenth thought: I have decided that I am quite happy being single and boyfriend-less. It's quite a fulfilling and liberating feeling. The need to be in a relationship with somebody used to consume me, but now, I really don't mind being alone, because I have so many wonderful friends, and I have my entire life to find Mr. Right. I really don't need to add something like that to my long, long, long, long list of worries.

Eleventh thought: Speaking of worries, here's what's swimming around in my brain right now: Bible verses, Thomas More, Henry VII, a conversation the two of them are having, Biology definitions and terms, Pre-calculus theorems and equations, French declensions and rules and words and tenses, the new story I'm working on. I told my mom this and she is now convinced I have ADD. I personally find that ridiculous. Nobody has ever said that to me before. I mean, come on, ME? ADD? Seriou-OH MY HOLY FOOT, DID YOU SEE THAT BIRD?????????????????????????????? Wait, what was I saying? Oh yeah, x to the third power plus five times x minus eighty-nine graphed as an exponential function would be best described as a formula using the number e. Oh no, I was totally saying Je parle francais tres mal, mais je parle anglais tres bien. No, no, I meant....you know what, I'm just gonna end this right now. Good. Night.