Author's Note: This is my first poem that I have changed from a paragraph to a sophisticated layout, it makes the whole feel of it sound more mature and makes my voice comes out stronger
The storm sets in -
in the distance,
the light, present as much as
a flickering candle,
burns out as we look behind us
from the backseat.
Dry, barren land welcome us ahead,
goes as far as the eye can see,
without threatening to stop.
The road is the only thing that keeps us on course,
the bumpy, black, warm asphalt streches on and on,
battling the land as it twists and turns.
Bumps and cracks are just proof of its battle,
but it wears on, providing more than just
a segway of ideas,
emotions,
thoughts.
For it brings people together,
something the barren land around it
fails to accomplish.
Friday, February 5, 2010
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Home Alone
Author's Note: When this happened, I was alone, so even telling two people wasn't enough, I had to share it with everyone, because it was so scary, and funny
"UGH I'm hungry!" I thought as I sat on the couch with my phone in my hand. I had already scoped out my fridge and pantry, and found nothing that caught my eye. For some reason I kept looking, maybe I was hoping that something would appear that hadn't before. Nope. Wait, I found some grahm crackers, and chocolate. Then I was suddenly set on making smores, which didn't make sense because I had no marshmallows anyway. I took a chocolate, unwrapped it, and placed it in the microwave. I left the wrapper on, with the chocolate on top of it, because I was too lazy to get a bowl. I set the microwave for 30 seconds, hoping it would get soft but not melt. As I stood by the microwave, i remembered that it wasn't good to put aluminun in the microwave, and on cue, there was a boom.
I jumped -well obviously- and pressed open the microwave. The aluminun had lit fire, and blue and red flames licked the top of the microwave, leaving little black marks. I hit cancel and the flames receeded, leaving a big black mark on the microwave plate. I sighed, and stared at that little piece of chocolate. Then I started laughing, because I realized how funny it was. And why is lighting a microwave on fire funny? It just is :)
"UGH I'm hungry!" I thought as I sat on the couch with my phone in my hand. I had already scoped out my fridge and pantry, and found nothing that caught my eye. For some reason I kept looking, maybe I was hoping that something would appear that hadn't before. Nope. Wait, I found some grahm crackers, and chocolate. Then I was suddenly set on making smores, which didn't make sense because I had no marshmallows anyway. I took a chocolate, unwrapped it, and placed it in the microwave. I left the wrapper on, with the chocolate on top of it, because I was too lazy to get a bowl. I set the microwave for 30 seconds, hoping it would get soft but not melt. As I stood by the microwave, i remembered that it wasn't good to put aluminun in the microwave, and on cue, there was a boom.
I jumped -well obviously- and pressed open the microwave. The aluminun had lit fire, and blue and red flames licked the top of the microwave, leaving little black marks. I hit cancel and the flames receeded, leaving a big black mark on the microwave plate. I sighed, and stared at that little piece of chocolate. Then I started laughing, because I realized how funny it was. And why is lighting a microwave on fire funny? It just is :)
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)