Concrete Poem

JON

IS VERY
CRABBY AT ME

TODAY. I DONT LIKE IT.

IT IS MAKING ME MAD. MADDER THAN

HIM AT ME. NOW HE IS LAUGHING AT ME AND

GIVING ME THE SILENT TREATMENT. THIS ISNT A LAUGHING

MATTER. I AM VERY, VERY ANNOYED. I DONT LIKE THE SILENT TREATMENT.

IT JUST MAKES ME TALK A LOT AND TRY TO MAKE THE OTHER

PERSON LAUGH. THEY ALWAYS GET ANNOYED WITH ME

BUT I KEEP DOING IT ANYWAY. UNTIL I GET THEM

TO LAUGH. I KEEP DOING IT AGAIN

AND AGAIN TILL THEY

GET MORE MAD.

THEN I STOP,

DUE TO ALL

MADNESS.

BYE.

A house made of....

I was riding my horse drawn wagon to my brand spanking new house. It was located on a hill right, over ever pretty much everything so my road was called "Queen of the Hill". No one could change it or anything at all. I made everything the house i wanted to be like what i wanted. As i entered my gate and the gate doors opened, there is this twinkling noise and angel/ opera "aaahs" when you see the house. Its pretty sweet. Every time i hop out of my wagon my legs get all wobbly because i am looking at the most magnificent house in the world. Brown brick, white pillars, beautiful landscaping, and an even more beautiful scenery. It is so beautiful that it makes my eyes squint because it is radiating a magnificent glow from its beauty. My mouth was all gabby over it every time i see it. woo hoo.

Sonnet

the day shall be risen with glee for me
there is not a good time to say good bye
a good bye is like an end, end for thee
just like the airplanes that cruise over head and fly
a good bye should be more of a "see you later"
because there will be another time for encounter
it may seem like forever, please don't turn your heart into a ship frater,
carrying the weight of it all, just look to the stars and don't falter
it may not be easy, but what ever is?
definitely not this Shakespearean poem jizz
the time will come faster than you think
almost faster than the week, passing by faster than a wink

Dinner Table

At my dinner table three people i would invite P!NK, the fictional character Jack Dawson from the Titanic, and Yoda.  THe reason why i would choose to have P!NK to come to my dinner table is because she is very free to speek her mind and just does not care what other people think about her. And she is a complete badass and could actually kick someones ass, which is pretty tight. I picked Jack Dawson because if he was a real person, he would be my one true love. I am in love with a fictional character. The reason I would pick Yoda to be at my dinner table is because he is full of wisdom and could offer meaningful insights.

Assonance

Every morning i visualize the sunrise with my two eyes
the sun does not deceive what i perceive
it burns so bright to shed its light
and to give me direction that i need
Every night i see the moon and look stare with no gloom
the king of the night sitting so high and alight
carefully watching out for the careless me
what an ever so gratious creation...? (IDK?!)
Every day I live the space between the moon and sun
i live my life by climbing rather than cycling
to look at the sun so close that my eyes burn
to reach for the stars but grab the moon.

Scary Moment

My scary moment was when I went camping with the Mckenna's. We werer actually legit camping in a tent with their church. It was during the summer and it was really hot and humid. The first night everything was going fine until the wind started to pick up and we began to see flashing lights in the sky. We finally knew a storm was coming. The wind started to get faster and faster. Our tent actually started to sway every which way. It started to get even bad enough to the point where the strings in the ground were pulling out and it felt as if we actually were getting blown away.Then the rain came pouring down on us. It wasn't just a little pitter patter, but it seemed as if we should have spent our day building an arc instead of building our tent. Not only was our tent being blown away, it was getting flooded as well. Something in the tent finally broke and their mom eventually came to rescue us when the horrible wind and rain subsided.

onamatopia

Free Writing #3

Not much is on my mind besides graduating. I would graduate right now if i had the chance. Id celebrate by walking out of here and going strait to bed and sleep. Yes, i literally would go home and then sleep but i wouldn't could that as my actual celebration. My actual celebration would be a party of course, a non-alcoholic party of course, silly. I usually do something for myself for my birthday like buy something that i never would have or get my naval pierced. Since I've wanted a tattoo for ages i think i would...actually i know i would  go to a tattoo shop and get my tattoo that I've wanted. It would be pretty baller. But of course living with Satan that would NOT roll over well. So for my own well being i would have to be a little devious about what i was actually doing. I think I would get a bad ass/super realistic full moon somewhere on my upper back. I love the moon. It lets me know that I'm human and if i may feel like i have no where to go, or feel lost or for whatever reason, the moon lets me know that i pretty much exist. And of course i just love the night. It would be pretty legit. I even have what shop i want to go to and possibly who will do it but the thing is, is that the guy is almost too good. His work is beautiful. Beautiful = expensive though. Its worth the price though

alliteration poem

hyper hallucinating horse
fearlessly fighting for first
crazily cantering through a catastrophy course
wally wouldnt want wanna be the worst
the cat kite clunked

fred flinstone flunked
vulgar velda turned into a vulture
creatively casting down to a new culture

Earliest Childhood memory/ my almost first encounter with the cops

At my old house in Rosemount I thought it was super cool to ride my little green tractor up and down my driveway. Being the naughty child that i was, i thought it would be great entertainment to get to the end of my driveway. A part of our driveway was gravel so of course i thought it would be awesome to throw rocks across the street. I'm not going to lie I had pretty good arm and aim. Across the street our not so friendly neighbors were outside by the side of the road by some car. For some reason I thought "I'm going to throw rocks at this car" and that's exactly what I did. I didn't think i would make it but i took one throw and i had a direct windshield hit. As i heard the thud i was actually kind of happy that i actually hit the car but when i heard them say "I'M CALLING THE COPS!!" i scooted my way up the driveway as fast as i could. I ran inside to see if the cops were here yet to take me away to jail. All I ever saw was most of the people standing out there walk inside and not come out for awhile and no cops.

parts of speech

The wall
grand and tall
standing so still
strong

The clouds
elegant or dangerous
moving and colliding
weightless

SENSE OF TIME POEM

The night the night is golden
colors of night are so florescent and bright
it feels like all the insomniacs come out to play
with slurred chatter and dances so strange.
It smells like sweat
tastes like it too
Call me an Owl cause that is when i live.

the hermy

A hermamphidite walks out into the cold night air. Its hands are shaking from what just happened. It was chosen to be on the Maury Show with it's recent affair with a woman named Jane. Jane reportedly said that she and Sam had broken away from his past relationship and pro-created with Jane. Jane ended up having a child who is six months old now. Sam denys any fatherhood/motherhood relations.

metaphor

If my room were a person it would be in need of a shower.
It makes my heart race faster than a car engine
clutter on the floor
clutter on my desk
My blue floor is not blue, it has become more colorful than a rainbow.
Ererything could be placed in the trash faster than a cheetah running after its prey

Cinquain

heartless
people wish for
nothing that is sterling
but for something senseless like
hate.

at times
i wish for things
that will never happen
like to write as good as
Dallas Green.



i wish i could look at the things i make with passion and not with hate.
just like these words
are probably just as sensless to me as they are to you.

Free Writing numero 2

What is bugging/troubling me is my plans for spring break. For two years...TWO years my best friend and i have been planning for me to come down to Texas to visit for the week. My parents on the other hand want to go to Hawaii and i don't really want to go because last time we went none of us got along. I am going to Texas. Also, what really ticks me off about this whole thing is that i planned on going down to Texas to surprise her on her birthday, which ever so conveniently was on a weekend. I was planning on that for a years as well. Her friend and i had everything planned out too. But of course, my parents ever so conveniently ignored anything i had to say so after the weekend of her birthday i told them that since they ignored me this time they're NOT ruining my plans that i have had for 2 frikken years. In which, their deal on this thing is that I go to Texas for two frikken days and then go home and then go to Hawaii. Hell no am not i doing that. I am just radiating madnesssssssssssssss. Not to mention, i get to fly for free so really flying anywhere at any time is not a problem. In my retaliation, i told my parents if i don't go for a full week I'm getting a tattoo. they didn't believe me. I told them once I'd get my belly button pierced and they didn't believe me.....i did. But hey whatever floats their crappy little boat.

Deep painful breath

I just woke up from a battle. A war battle of sorts. My troop and I were in camp for the night as the Native Americans invaded our camp while we were sleeping - our most vulnerable hours. I look over to my pain drought arm and see that there is a hand made arrow shot in it. I guess you could say that it should have been in more pain but I was in utter shock. I remember I was in a daze when I tried to move it but the arrow lodged through my arm and into the ground. I was stuck there like a dog tied to a tree. As I am tried to breath it seems to get harder and harder. I must have been regaining my consciousness. I could hear screams of my fellow friends and our exploded fire dancing in and around our tents. Now that I look back on it, it is what we deserved. If someone were to try and take my native homeland I would do everything in my power to keep anyone from invading.

I am bitter today similie

You run around as if you knew it all
Yet you hunch your back at the sight of the unknown
place your imaginary tail between your legs
What do you know?
It is as if your hair on your head lay like a blanket covering up who you really are
It is as if your eyes on your face sit like stone
You're as clear as a ghost
I can see right through you like the air I breath
The things you do.
You take but never give
and what you take can't be given back.
You take control.














I am a horrible poet!!!

metaphorical poem

i dont know how to start this poem
mad met metamorphasis
its a change through time
time travel of sorts
days seem to not exist it is like etermal sleep

Best Friend!

My best friend is Tina Prestidge. We have seriously been best friends since 4th grade. We go together like two pea in a pod.  What makes her my best friend is that we have been pretty much through hell and back a few times and we have always stuck by each others side. We are pretty much sisters. In the summer before 8th grade she moved to the other side of the country and I was pretty much a lost puppy. I did not know what/how I was going to make it through the year with out her and her mom (who was pretty much my second mom and treats me and calls me her other child) and then go to high school with out my best friend. But we stayed in touch literally every day with AIM and writing letters and more so now with Facebook. I think her moving strengthened our friendship/sisterhood. She is someone who I can talk to about anything and I know who will have my back no matter what. She is the only person to truely know's that i say no when i say "i dont know". There is sososososo much more i can say but im outta time. oh and shes also been the only friend of mine to see me cry.

Out of the dark

Out of the dark we came, into the even darker abis. I could not see a thing how ironic is that? ght I made my way to hell but somewhere under the darkness a musical person was tooten their trumpet. They were lovely toons that they were playing. It made everything seem scarier. Just as we thought it couldn't get any scarier we heard a loud roar and squeal. Just then, I knew where we were. We were in the Cave of Doom where the evil fang toothed monster lived. It mainly lived to suck the life out of every living organism. We had to slay the monster. Our main objective was to kill it and then walk out of the cave wearing its skin. As a group we took off our shoes which totally reeked. It was a rather crafty way to reach the sleeping monster that was once roaring.

Change poem

A
Dream
is
Only
a
Dream
Unless
it's
Dreamt.

A
Promise
is
a
Promise
Unless
it's
Kept.

Make
a
wish
because
the
stars
are
out
tonight.

Bucket List

1) fly a kite out of a sun roof
-I wanted to to this since last summer, and i just want to do this for fun

2) live in another country and become fluent in another language
-i love other cultures and would like to live in another one other than my own

3) be on the real world or some reality show
-Just think it would be fun

4) own a nice car
-I am making it a point to not own a pre-owned car because they are crap and i would like to treat myself to a nice, new car.

5) write a book
-I just want something published about my 4th of july weekend a few years ago with a friend

6) own a horse
-I have wanted a horse ever since i was little.

7) streak
-self explanitory

8) own a big and mean looking dog and name it Darla
-Just because it is a super cute name and i want to adopt it.

9) learn how to play guitar
-I have also wanted to do this for a long time

10) learn how to ride a motorcycle
-Just because it is badass

Limerick

You see my ryming skills
No, I dont work in the mills
Im not from Michigan
but I sure am wishin'
Dreaming of these rymes that pays the bills

Day in my life 10 years from now

Today I woke up with the warm sunshine from my vacation home in Australia. It is like 2 in the afternoon on a Saturday. After I woke up I went to my kitchen where I make myself a nice cup of raspberry tea and go out to my balcony that over looks the ocean. Today I on my agenda I plan on going to the beach with my husband who is a Hanes underwear model/ professional baseball player. We took surfing lessons with our neighbors, who were also our friends from college. After we took surfing lessions we took our Audi for a cruise to a remote place kind of in the jungle for a picnic lunch. This is where he got out his guitar and starting singing the most beautiful tunes I have ever heard.

Ode

My ode, my ode to brownies
Your dark chocolate goodness is lightens my day
Magically you disappear from the pan and jump to my waistline,
but how delicious you are
Cooked or uncooked you are the best food to enter my mouth
Your sweet aroma makes me salivate,
salivate like a dog belonging to experiments of Pavlov
From breakfast to dinner and in between,
you are my favorite, my main food group (not really),
from top of the tier to the bottom of my stomach
You are the only food to satisfy my sweet tooth
yet how kind you are leaving me cavity free

Most embarrasing moment....

My most embarrasing moment happened about eight years ago. This lovely moment in my life just so happened to take place at my brothers pre-school graduation party in the gym at the Rosemount Community Center. There was a walking Barney, a blow-up jump castle thing, a face painting table and of course lots of things that a 10 year old me would like to kick like beach balls and soccer balls. I did not want to spend the time walking around with my brother and mom so my best friend and I went to kick the soccer balls against the tall gym wall. I thought it would be super cool to kick the balls really high. Oh, and we chose the best spot to kick the balls...in between the jumping castle and the face painting table. See, now i tend to have either super good luck or just complete shit luck. 99% of the time its complete shit. Anyways, we were having a good time kicking the balls in the air and i was getting more and more confident with each kick because they were getting higher and higher. I took one hard kick and the ball went directly toward the wall but toward the right. It rebounded off the wall and was headed toward the face painting table with pre-school students and their parents getting their faces painted. With my awesome luck, the ball went from the wall directly on the face painting table sending paint every where and parents sending very ugly looks. I thought it was hilarious yet incredibly embarrassing!

auto-bio/ heiku

Auto-Bio poem
Kaitlyn
free spirit, adventurous, weird, creative
Sister of Neil, Hanna, and Noah
lover of a good laugh, music, art, and clever wit
Who feels tired, yet so energetic
Who needs another job
Who gives a listening ear for everyone
Who fears a creepy man hiding in my closet
Who would like to see the world
Apple Valley
Lindner

Heiku
Looking through my eyes
then i noticed I cant see
through thoughts that burdon me

Zebra

Then the zebera ran towards me and started yelling. I was so confused because it was a talking zebra! He was telling me to run because the visious lion was after him. Yet the odd thing that was is that I was more focused on his British accent than him yelling about a lion about to devour both of us. As he slowed down to a trot I leaped onto his back and Lois the zebra to run like the wind. We could hear the hungry, yet very angry lion running a few strides behind behind us. That is when it hit me. I remembered I had my lazer pointer attached to my cowboy boots. I turned around on Lois so I was facing this hungy lion. I pointed the lazer light just in front of the lions paws and just like that the lion forgot all about its hunger and chased the light around like a little kitten. I started laughing when POOF the zebra turned into an actual hungry lion. It was practically a lion in zebras clothing. The lion shook me off and turned around and gave me a nasty glare. He was standing over me ready to bite me then I woke up and realized it was just dream.

Thank You!

Dear Hanna,

I want to thank you for much for everything you have done for me. Just like all the times you have had my back in the past and I know in the future you will continue to do so. I have your back as well. You have always allowed me to be myself around you and act like a complete weirdo with out you judging me. You have also been a backbone for me whenever I needed someone to talk to about my problems with Mom or Dad. You are the best little sister I could ask for even though we get in fist fights on a weekly basis.

You're the best "neighbor"!

-Sissy

Free Writing

In this creative writing class I hope to improve my creativity abilities through writing. I would also like to improve my writing skills overall and hopefully recieve a good grade in the class. I also like the thought of having a blog and would like to continue to have one after this class is over and even if no one reads it! I also want to write what I want to write about even if it is borderline questionable, different, or whats exactly on my mind..I still do that in the first place but basically just take it to the next level, yo.