just a little poem i thought about while i was blow drieing my hair one day.
"My alarm pushes me into /the briar patch of consciousness..." I think this poem as a whole is kind of... bleh, but I like some of the imagery. Warning: Two swear word at the end.
A series of poems I wrote concerning one subject...
I love words.
"Cold wind brushes past me and through me as well." My English teacher told me not to write anything humorous, ironic, or angsty. He wanted something pretty. I almost succeeded anyway...
"Squatting against the ground, Your arthritis ridden branches try without luck to touch the sky." This is where personification has come to die...
follow your heart
Just a random little piece, nothing all that special
My friend wrote this,and I loved it so much, I decided to post it for them! PLEASE R&R
Something I just came up with since I was board
A mildly erotic poem.
>>>This poem was written for my english class, it doesn't follow a form or anything like that, however, i still like it.
I am both