#20

"Glitter" on March 8^th 2010, terribly early in the morning. (<-- This is in the words of AllPoetry, not mine. The poem, of course, is mine.)

A spark ignites

emanates from a tiny candle

lit from a match

of paper and cardboard and a tiny little tip

white or red, whichever you prefer

friction struck on emery like sandpaper

and burnt sand, which makes glass

is transparent,but is mutilated coral

when it first started

chewed on by parrotfish

protected by polyps with tons of swaying arms

that branch out like trees, but these arms move

and sting the nosy fingers who touch the creatures' mouths.

Mouths that eat and mouths that chew

I bid you adieu,

but how can I, for my mouth is on my face

and in it a little crater, which leads to a hose

which, like a snake moves in undulating motions.

Food, go down, I command you,

But I choke and sputter

and spit it out.

The mucous surrounds like frozen sap

stuck under a branch of a pine tree

who inhales carbon and exhales oxygen

for us to breathe, making us free

emancipating us from our ball-and-chain slavery

from this love that binds us to the ground

and pins us to this chair

and our lover sees us, fascinated...

in our state, thrashing in despair,

he does nothing but stand there.

Love is patient, love is kind

love makes me blow my mind

Love is sparkly, love is shiny

Love is like seasalt, briny.

Love glitters for those who reflect

a dazzling light for friends, imperturbed.

Written in Freewrite section, 8:32 minutes. Uhmm. It was in a topic called "Glitter." You must be wondering where all this came from "Glitter." I'll give you a hint: it starts with spark. Another hint? It ends with shininess. I tried to incorporate vocab. Tell me if I failed, yes?

#19

My muse again. I was in art class looking at pictures my teacher took in Central Park during vacation. My teacher's like me, he takes pictures of random pretty things people don't catch all the time. I love how the shot of a camera can make us double-take at things we happen to pass by and ignore everyday. Sad to say, nature is very often taken for granted. Naturally, I was in school...though, the uniform thing I can't say where I got it from...I let my mind wander, yes, through this poem, it's supposed to do that. Uhmm...enjoy? xD

"Glints" on March 3, 2010

It's your loss

but you're not mad

or sad...

you don't even feel bad

for plaid ---

it's absence on your uniform,

leaving behind textiles of blue and white,

but not a dreamy shade, oh no.

Navy blue lies in your midst ---

the color of night, of unknown depths.

A grey white sits on your chest

and rests

at the best place above your heart,

idly tuning the clouds a bright, cotton white

that shines across the sky,

gleaming, reflecting the sun's platinum

liquid metal, cool and pouring

not red hot but a flowing silver

separates into spots of rainbows that fill the

blacks and grays and whites,

spilling not a drop of paint

outside the lines.

Wind blows, the natural eraser

and wipes the slate clean

and whisks off the color of things,

leaving behind only two-dimensional outlines

of trees in parks and sand on beaches,

to start over again.

Like a child coloring,

purple trees, orange tides that glisten

from the light of a black-light sun

on the run

from east to west

and all turns to black darkness with

pinpricks of a celestial light,

like a flashlight's beam through a thatched straw hat.

#18

This day just seems so eternal, but frankly, I must temporize, for my homework seems so varicose, like my personal Goliath, looming over me. If only I had a slingshot and a smooth stone from a nearby creek, but alas, a pencil and paper is what I'll need. If only I had a bow to string and shoot the pencil with at a distant sheet of paper far away. Unfortunately, that's not the way to tackle this malady.

Just a little rant/prose thing, practicing my vocab and stuff. I feel like I need to expand my vocabulary. I'll start writing some stuff using new vocabulary I've picked up, that is, if I've learned any. I'm becoming quite a Dictionary.com addict.