MY poetry…incase anyone is still reading blogs

I wrote these in highschool. Enjoy!

Answer

As the droplets softly coat
The window the universe rings
In an annoying shrill.

I am waiting to answer
The telephone abandoned by
The silhouette of your mouth
Slowly forming words but
The Incoherent wind disappears.

My Innocent hands play
With the thought of change
I am Restless
I am Hopeless.
Please answer the phone.

Beneath this soiled ground,
A Flower dies but
Vacant Eyes still watch.

They grow….

Manhattan Cowboy

Feet stumble across sidewalks

Picking up pace, running, walking fast

As Manhattan Cowboys come to the rescue

Lights flashing everywhere here

Taxi’s racing the street, yellow streaks

Fly by my face as the rush comes ‘round

More suitcases spill out a

Canvas of subway maps

And I will feel the Rush of Monday night

Blog Nomination!

I think that my favorite blog this semester in this poetry class would have to be m1ssyou’s blog. I really enjoyed reading her posts, and I think we share alot of poets in common. I like her anaylsis as well on each poem she wrote this semester. She really got way in depth into each poem she read and you can tell she really analyzed each poem well. I especially found the poem entry about the president very inspiring and each of her poems seemed to fit well into each week.

 

Her poem choice was very good and her blog seemed to be very organized, some text issues would need to be resolved on one post but over all I give her blog a 9.5. I think she followed the curriculum of the class very well and wrote long extensive replies to each person and she just worked the hardest in the class i think.

 

But nice blog, m1ssyou! =)

“Photograph”

Photograph

by Nickelback

Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the hell is on Joey’s head

And this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we’d ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneaking out

And this is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must have done it half a dozen times

I wonder if it’s too late
Should i go back and try to graduate
Life’s better now then it was back then
If I was them I wouldn’t let me in

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, god, I

Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.

Remember the old arcade
Blew every dollar that we ever made
The cops hated us hangin’ out
They say somebody went and burned it down

We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we know
We said someday we’d find out how it feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel

Kim’s the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She’s had a couple of kids since then
I haven’t seen her since god knows when

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, god, I

Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.

I miss that town
I miss the faces
You can’t erase
You can’t replace it
I miss it now
I can’t believe it
So hard to stay
Too hard to leave it

If I could I relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change

Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.

Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
Everytime I do it makes me…

This song makes me incredibly sad. I lost a friend of mine after he graduated in October of 2005 to over dosing on drugs. This poem reminds me about how awkward it was in highschool as well and it makes me miss highschool. But more than anything i think about the memories I have of someone specail that I lost.

He was very funny and made everyone laugh but he got caught up in the bad things in life and got addicted to painkillers then eventually was in critical condition after over dosing on heroin in the Dunkin Donuts bathroom in my town. I miss him terribly. I visit his grave every now and then and wonder what it would be like if things would change. I will never do drugs ever because of this, even drink too much because I am of age.

I feel like in the last stanza, It’s like you’re seeing a ghost of who you were or who that person was. I miss him so much, the entire school was at the vigil that was held on halloween night and there was an eerie silence throughout my town.

This song is also about growing up and moving on with life and like the greiving process, we all need to do this and move on no matter how hard it may be.

I Choose these lyrics for my last poem because today i visited his grave and just thought a lot and this song means a great deal to me because i lost a friend close to my heart.

“Lighthouse”

Lighthouse

by The Hush Sound

“Take what you need while there’s time
The city will be earth in a short while
If I’m not mistaken it’s been in flames
You and I will escape to the seaside

There is a storm in the distance
The wind breathing warning of its imminence
There is a lighthouse five hundred yards down
You and I will be safe there

There is a girl who haunts that lighthouse
She saved me, I was swimming
So young I almost drowned
Under the water she sang a story
Of losing her lover
She calls a warning”

In these first few lines it talks about the warning and risks there are about falling in love with someone. and the risks and challenging events that love is to try to get someone to date you. you have to do it all a certain way. Like going out on many dates and kind of the anxiety it is to go through the bad people you have dated and trying to find “the one”

I can relate to this because it is a strenous activity to try to find someone who is just like you or similar to you. sometimes that person is right under your nose.

“Love, you are foolish, you’re tired
Your sleeplessness makes you a liar
The city is burning
The ocean is turning
Our only chance is the lighthouse

“Her lover was a sailor
She went and she waited there
The door locked from the outside
Lover never arrived so she sings there
Soft as a siren luring the ships off their course, how alarming

We went in, we climbed up and looked out
The door locked from the outside
Three ghosts in a lighthouse“

The girl in these lyrics are longing, and sad in a way, she thought she found the right person for her, her “lover” and she waits and waits and waits and he never comes. Or the lyrics can be taken that she was in a love triangle with the boy and another girl and the other girl still likes the guy alot, and they both want him badly but he shuts them out hencing the “locked door”.

The last line sort of mentions this with the phrase “three ghosts in a lighthouse”. If you listen to the song the last line and listen to the music it kind of leaves you at the edge of your seat. You kind of want to know what is going to happen next but you aren’t sure it just leaves you at a hint that maybe these three people were involved with eachother like this that both women like the boy.

I love this song and the Hush sound is amazing

30 Seconds to Mars; lyrics about Humanity

From Yesterday (Lyrics)

by 30 Seconds to Mars

This song can mean so many diffrent things at diffrent times. It’s one of those songs with lyrics that will affect your day diffrently everytime diffrently. In the first stanza, as in a poem,

“He’s a stranger to some
And a vision to none
He can never get enough,
Get enough of the one”

I Think this stanza talks about the struggle of us being human, the band wrote the album, “A Beautiful lie” based on the idea of humanity itself, to explore how and why we feel the way we do, and looking back on our lives. “He’s a stranger to some, and a vision to none” This deals with idenity in this first line. “He can never get enough, enough of the one” This one kind of hints towards spirituality, so maybe it is not only finding yourself, but finding a higher meaning in your life.

“For a fortune he’d quit
But it’s hard to admit
How it ends and begins
On his face is a map of the world
(A map of the world)
On his face is a map of the world
(A map of the world)
From yesterday, it’s coming!
From yesterday, the fear!
From yesterday, it calls him
But he doesn’t want to read the message yet”

I think this stanza talks about the struggle either with money or power, or self, and not knowing who you are or where you begin or what your “life story” is and where it begins. And in the last line, “But he doesn’t want to read this message yet” This talks about prophecy, We don’t know where are going in a few years and we don’t want to know, it is better to live everyday and not taking anything for granted.

“On a mountain he sits, not of gold but of sin
through the blood he can look, see the life that he took
From the council of one
He’ll decide what he’s done with the innocent”

The first line in this verse talks about committing sins and hints to how we all make mistakes, and how it is apart of being human. and in the second line, it talks about how “through much struggle comes great reward” meaning that the person narrated in this song has been through alot of bad things and is looking back and remembering.

Then he asks God or a higher being what his judgement is about what will happen and what will be done.

“From yesterday, it’s coming!
From yesterday, the fear!
From yesterday, it calls him
But he doesn’t want to read the message yet
From yesterday,
From yesterday,
From yesterday, the fear
From yesterday,
From yesterday
But he doesn’t want to read the message
But he doesn’t want to read the message
But he doesn’t want to read the message here”

Finally, he reads or is read the message that is how the song is built up. This song envelopes all of the elements of being human and how we can all react and reflect on ourselves and our humanity.

Secret relationships that are Hidden

Circumstance
by Alfred Lord Tennyson

Two children in two neighbor villages
Playing mad pranks along the heathy leas;
Two strangers meeting at a festival;
Two lovers whispering by an orchard wall:
Two lives bound fast in one with golden ease;
Two graves grass-green beside a gray church-tower,
Wash’d with still rains and daisy-blossomed;
Two children in one hamlet born and bred:
So runs the round of life from hour to hour.

This poem is about the strange relationship we have with strangers. People we just meet, people who live right next to us in a town over. Two children who don’t know eachother but play side by side. it’s the wonder in knowing about the other person and why one does not neccesarily know the other person. It’s about knowing too, that the other person is there and making a move to get to know them more as a friend and talk to them. But it’s also about the people that come in and out of your life that you don’t really know about.

We meet new people everyday if we talk to them and if we don’t they are just a person to us. It’s when we form this connection is it specail. This person means something to us and has gotten involved with our lives.

“Two children in two neighbor villages
Playing mad pranks along the heathy leas;
Two strangers meeting at a festival;
Two lovers whispering by an orchard wall:”

There is a intimate relationship between these people that we don’t know about when we read this and that they probably do not know about eachother. It’s this intimate conversation or activity that these people go through that sort of help them figure eachother out with the obvious activity they are doing or what they are saying.

Neruda; True Love

And because Love battles
Pablo Neruda
“And because love battles
not only in its burning agricultures
but also in the mouth of men and women,
I will finish off by taking the path away
to those who between my chest and your fragrance
want to interpose their obscure plant.

About me, nothing worse
they will tell you, my love,
than what I told you.

I lived in the prairies
before I got to know you
and I did not wait love but I was
laying in wait for and I jumped on the rose.

What more can they tell you?
I am neither good nor bad but a man,
and they will then associate the danger
of my life, which you know
and which with your passion you shared.

And good, this danger
is danger of love, of complete love
for all life,
for all lives,
and if this love brings us
the death and the prisons,
I am sure that your big eyes,
as when I kiss them,
will then close with pride,
into double pride, love,
with your pride and my pride…..”

[to read the rest, please google this poem, it is far too long to put on here plus due to copyright laws i would not want to post the whole thing]

I love first of all, in thel ast two stanzas how he compares love with the prisons of your big eyes, like as if eyes are are doorway to someone’s soul. He is basically saying, how when you are in love you can not simply hide it, it is for the world to see. The world can see your open heart, and it talks about how vulnerable it is to be in love. When you are in love with someone, you also give half of yourself away, and that mystery does not exist anymore, that person knows who you are, everything about you.

And yes,

“And good, this danger
is danger of love, of complete love
for all life,
for all lives,”

Love is danger, it’s taking risks, It’s wanting to complete the other person, it’s wanting to open up so much for them that you give nothing away, for all of us, it’s the same.

Love never dies either unless the magic is gone.

“Tomorrow we will only give them
a leaf of the tree of our love, a leaf
which will fall on the earth
like if it had been made by our lips
like a kiss which falls
from our invincible heights
to show the fire and the tenderness
of a true love…”

Love can not be from just one person but two, and two in one, love is like two people who are the same person, most of the time, and true love is understanding, and caring, and like in the Bible it is “not rude or impatient” etc. Love is true and real.

And I just love the way he writes and his words and how they flow together and you can feel the passion in this poem. I suggest you read the whole thing so you get a better understanding

Writing; William Carlos Williams

“A Sort of Song”

by William Carlos Williams

“Let the snake wait under
his weed
and the writing
be of words, slow and quick, sharp
to strike, quiet to wait,
sleepless.”

The first stanza in this poem is about how words and thoughts can just come to you, you don’t have to simply think about  what to write about. These thoughts and ideas resemble a snake waiting and when the momment comes, thoughts and ideas come flowing out. “To strike, quiet to wait, sleepless.” Thoughts are always running through our heads. In fact, we only use 10% of our brains cognitive abilities to solve problems and think. The 90% that is left is our unconscious thoughts and decisions which is pretty neat if you think about it.

“—through metaphor to reconcile
the people and the stones.
Compose. (No ideas
but in things) Invent!
Saxifrage is my flower that splits
the rocks.”

And in this last stanza, he talks about how you should just compose your thoughts and ideas to metaphors. it’s an ode to writing. Invent your ideas and you will grow as a writer. Lastly, however, I just love and enjoyed how he describes words and puts them together. He is one of my favorite writers. He just has a talent for describing things in such a manner.

I also found interesting how he broke up the lines and used many commas, and not many periods. and how in the last stanza he broke up part of the poem as if it was HIS own thought but it flowed together with the poem.

“Shut not your Doors” by Walt Whitman; Self-discovery

Shut Not Your Doors

by Walt Whitman

“Shut not your doors to me proud libraries,

For that which was lacking on all your well-fill’d shelves, yet

needed most, I bring,

Forth from the war emerging, a book I have made,

The words of my book nothing, the drift of it every thing,

A book separate, not link’d with the rest nor felt by the intellect,

But you ye untold latencies will thrill to every page.”

I Believe this poem is talking about how again, yes i have said this before but it rings through in this poem. This poem is about Not taking anything in your life for granted. Not only that but being yourself. Why should you be anyone else but yourself? Why change for someone?

It’s kind of self explanatory here:

“Shut not your doors to me proud libraries,

For that which was lacking on all your well-fill’d shelves, yet

needed most, I bring,”

It’s also about growing up in a way. Keep things that mean the most to you close. As you grow, you grow apart from your past intellect at the age you were at. Every year we all get more mature and learn lessons and this is crucial to our development.

In this last stanza, the very last line, like, seriously gives me the best inspiration:

“But you ye untold latencies will thrill to every page.”

Everyday, is unplanned, something new and exciting will pop up, you’re not sure yet as to what will happen but when it does, whatever happens good or bad it’s something you can take with you in your life that will make you and mold you into the person you will become, and a more stronger and mature individual.

If Strangers Meet

if strangers meet
by e.e cummings.

if strangers meet
life begins-
not poor not rich
(only aware)
kind neither
nor cruel
(only complete)

I believe this poem is about taking risks. In love, you should not be afraid to take risks, and do things you normally wouldn’t. In life too people should not be afraid to take risks. We all only have one life, why be scared of doing things that are daring? Ask someone out, do something you have never done before. if you do something daring, it is saying in the first stanza, your “life begins” and you become more worldly of the things around you that can inspire you or make you question things in your life and make you become more grown up of a person.

i not not you
not possible;
only truthful
-truthfully,once
if strangers(who
deep our most are
selves)touch:
forever

(and so to dark)

In the last stanza this tells that by meeting strangers or doing things you would never have thought you have done you will be touched for the rest of your life. Say for example, volunteering for homeless people by making good, etc can positively effect your life and mold you as a person.

Over all, I loved this poem. He is one of my favorite poets.