Poetry

so i have a Creative Writing class that I'm taking, it's super-uper-dooper fun!( i pretty much love all the classes of my day! i have the four BEST classes ever, and one not so bad.)
Well, i'm pretty much loving life, watching Crime shows, and stuff that makes me feel better about the relative calmnes of my life...
right, back to my Creative Writing class... i have to write poetry (as you can assume from the title of the class....) well, i thought i'd post some of my better stuff on this place so you could read it.

Keep in mind that i'm a writer based on exagerations, so alot of these poems are based upon DRAMATIC exxagerations of emotions....enjoy :D


(Distraction)

You make my mind curdle
like milk left to long.
You make my mind wander
like Louis and Clark.

With you two and two are five.
A pumpkin is more than a squash.
And the sun burns bright.

Trying to concentrate on an old dead guy
taking notes
Zoning out
my notes are you.
I want to learn you.
You’re my favorite chemistry.
I try to learn Graham
but I won’t

Something in the Shadows

Beyond my line of vision,
past all things I can see
there’s something out there pawing
it’s out to murder me
a wave of fierce attention
then forgotten into sleep
through mists and fog
inside it hides to force me six feet deep.
I sense it in my mind’s eye
I hear it’s calling faint.
I don’t know where it comes from
But I really need to find
What lurks there in the shadows
If it’s not just in my mind.

Something in the Shadows

Beyond my line of vision,
past all things I can see
there’s something out there pawing
it’s out to murder me
a wave of fierce attention
then forgotten into sleep
through mists and fog
inside it hides to force me six feet deep.
I sense it in my mind’s eye
I hear it’s calling faint.
I don’t know where it comes from
But I really need to find
What lurks there in the shadows
If it’s not just in my mind.

(Unreal)

This cannot happen
Ice and snow burning me while
I freeze to death voluntarily.

This is brokenness. I have lost faith
in you In love In me
This cannot happen.

Tonight is the end.
I give up on all that I knew
As I freeze to death voluntarily.

Then I’m pulled out, out of
my snow bank and I think
This cannot happen

I want to die to cry
To end the pain
As I freeze to death voluntarily

This cannot happen
Don’t save me and stop me
As I freeze to death voluntarily

Sam

Best friend.

After all that we’ve been through
Every heart break
Every month ache
You have been there
Standing tall
Arms open for me
To cry to die, to pretend
that what I’m going through is
the end of the world.
and still you stand by

And then I realize
All your lies
And you turn

Best fried?

Pffh!
Pushing me out of a moving vehiclehurting my physically and mentally
Some friend!
But I’ll be there.
Arms open
Even though my wrist is sprained
I’m here for you

Best friend.


(Ignoring Love)


What is that?
Love?
I don’t hear its call.
it blares in my ears
it stomps on my face
it follows me around
poking me in the eye
but I can’t hear it
I can’t see it
I won’t let myself feel it.

but I have love
that I know clear as jade

Tomorrow maybe I’ll see love
But today, I love water
I’ll die for water


Talking Crazy

Don’t be rash.
Don’t leap in.
Like fools in love
Because he is not the only man

Don’t let adolescence win
And cause you to die
In a true lover’s style
Because today is not the end.

Don’t run with scissors
Don’t drink and drive
Like an idiot with no conscience
Because if you’re safe you won’t get hurt

Don’t forget who you are
And blind yourself with fantasy
In every movement you see
Because a moment can hurt tomorrow

Then run to where you would be
If he weren’t there to destroy you
And forget about how he made you feel
Because wise fools never rush in

Oblivious

He smiles when I look at him
I can’t imagine why
He makes me laugh repetitively
I can’t imagine why
But each movement he makes
Make me feel safe
Each word from his lips
Is eloquence
I can’t imagine why
I see his face as plain as mansions
And he is looking at me
Smiling, with desire, and
I can’t imagine why.

okay, so that's a taste of my poetry, (also of my book because most of the poems are about chapters in my book, you know, Snowdrifts, so yeah.

Have a Super-ooper-dooper day!

-Crystal Jade