Tuesday, January 25, 2011

sonnet attempt, mix of shakespearean and petrarchan


You are mine. Forever and always
I'll be by your side,
until the end of days.
Tell me all your secrets; confide
in me, believe in our love,
for it will last for perhaps eternity;
you must have been sent from up above.
Darlin' of mine, don't ever leave me.

Baby, I forgot your name...
but don't you fret!-
I'm not one to play any games,
(if you're willing to bet.)
Honey, my love for you is true,
however, this is meant for another, but for now, you'll do.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

the spy--the attempt of a villanelle

This hunger is the writhing, insatiable thirst of men.
There is no escape;
It's always sneaking in.

It pulses through my veins and the blood of my kin,
My mind is left agape,
This hunger is the writhing, insatiable thirst of men.

Power is a sin--
a sin that haunts everyone in its wake;
It's always sneaking in.

There are no limits of where its been.
There's nothing left to take.
This hunger is the writhing, insatiable thirst of men.

Failure is unacceptable within.
Everything is at stake.
It's always sneaking in.

No one lends a helping hand.
A void, an abyss, an emptiness shake, shake, shake.
This hunger is the writhing, insatiable thirst of men;
It's always sneaking in.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

louise gluck

The white rose

This is the Earth? Then
I dont belong here.

Who are you in the lighted Windows,
shadowed now by the flickering leaves
of the wayfarer tree?
Can you survive where I wont last
Beyond the first summer?

All night the slender branches of the tree
shift and rustle at the bright Windows.
Explain my life to me, you who make no sign,

Though I call out to you in the night:
I am not like you, I have only
my body for a voice; I cant
disappear into silence—

And in the cold morning
over the dark surface of the Earth
echoes of my voice drift,
whiteness steadily absorbed into Darkness

as though you were making a sign after all
to convince me you too couldnt survive here

or to show me you are not the Light I called to
but the blackness behind it


fresh start to a fresh semester. walked a bit over a mile today just so i could go to breakfast with my new roomie annnnd walked her to her first class, i feel like a mother haha :) although, i couldnt help but laugh when kara slipped on the ice, poor thing haha!! It's so cold here, even the sand is frozen. I dont feel like writing much, so here's some brain candy:


enjoy ;)