Monthly Archives: January 2012

Out of the Blue…

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Yes, I know the title is a cliche.  As a poet, these things are obvious.  As a few of you know, this blog is being written for a class I’m taking in college.  In college (one and a half more quarters to go!  Woot!) I’m required to take so many 400 level English classes.  My Living Writers course is one of those and this is the blog I write for it.  There are many interesting blogs I’ve been reading (required by the course, yes, but also very interesting, I promise).  There are a few I find particularly wonderful and would like to share with you all.

One of my absolute favorites is http://mycatthinksimfunny.blogspot.com/, a blog of hysterical, if not highly awkward, instances and events in my classmate, Natalie’s, life.  If you’re looking to laugh your ass off, this is one to follow.  Her humor is sarcastic and she describes herself like so:  “I’m an idiot, and probably deserve to be in middle school. In fact, that would be nice, because my popularity actually peaked in middle school orchestra. No, seriously. It did.”  I’m not joking.  One of the funniest people I’ve read.  Read her blog.

Another is my good friend Alison’s blog, http://idreaminmilligrams.blogspot.com/.  It’s a blog…about everything.  It’s supposed to be about dreams, but just like Alison, she couldn’t resist telling us about other ludicrous events and thoughts that will have you falling out of your chair–whether from astonishment or laughter…or both.  Also, she illustrates some of her posts–very cute and probably from Microsoft Paint.  I’m definitely not bashing Microsoft Paint, as they make the blog even better.

Only one more, I promise.  If you’re interested in anything about writing (which I’m assuming you are, since you read blogs, and that’s generally the crowd that gathers) there is a great blog from another one of my friends, Tom.  http://tommylammert.blogspot.com/  His is an interesting read, mostly about writing and thoughts about such things.  He’s an unbelievably prodigious  fiction writer, and thus I am drawn to his non-fiction blog as well.  If you don’t read his blog, you’ll never know how to properly write.  (I’m totally joking there, but seriously, amazing-ness to be had).

I don’t mean to throw these out of left field, but as a writer I like to expose my readers to other great writers.  While none of these are even remotely similar to my blog, I think they are still worth reading.  Mostly you’ll just be dying of laughter, but you might learn a thing or two as well.  Enjoy, Blogsie people.

Water, Land, and Heaven

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Unintentional gathering of the gold of heaven and the green of grass, the  aquamarine of the oceans.  Glistening like light on water, feathering my hands with soft yearning, tempt me with wishes unknown–to be released on the world outside.  The golden-green gates, never guessing, always knowing.  Your time will come they seem to whisper to my subconscious mind.

Round and round my mind tries to captivate them in arcs of amber, in mirrors of emeralds.  Those enemy gates, waiting to swing open upon reality.  Is there a way to lock it?  The lush, diamond windows from my palace gaze longingly into the pit of my dappled yellow and crimson soul, always waiting for the opportunity.

He pulls it from within, reaching, grasping, gasping, grazing through the stained crystal portal.  The deathly passage past those golden bars whispers to mind of treasures waiting to be found, secrets to be unearthed.  I can’t help but be tempted.

Precious Metals

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Silver and Gold

Silver to line and gold to lift,

My vision surrounded by the preciousness we so crave.

Those shining jewels are encased in these;

These sought after tones.

Precious me,

Gift wrapped,

Encased in these;

These sought after tones of grey and yellow.

Everything will wither and die

But gold and silver will watch and listen

to the end of it all, that last, twitching exhale.

Bare

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Showing the world my face,

Not hiding a blotch,

A spot,

A blemish.

Back to normal after a week of crazy–starting over.

Just the zig zags of black,

The feathers around the orbs of my soul,

Protection against the pollutants in my world.

Maybe this way you’ll see me,

But that’s not true.

Skin, teeth, flaws, physicality,

But you overlook me.

The one you won’t comprehend.

See me bare,

See me naked.

I’ll show it to you, if you show me you.

Just bare.