For the past few posts I was doing, it was nothing but movie reviews, just because I wanted to get followers. This is a blog, and that is the point, but I don't know why I would do just movie reviews. Now I'm going to be putting stuff I want on here.
Anyway, lately I've been feeling creative so I've been writing short poems. They arent very good, but I wanted to put them on here because I think its cool to get even a little feed back.
Let me know what you think of them, they are untitled (I'll just give them numbers) unless otherwise specified. I put it in lose order of my favorites.
Also, I was listening to this song while writing some of these, and you may want to listen to it while you read them, even though they are super short. Its the song "Hung Bunny" by the Seattle band Melvins.
1.
Feelings float.
Everything encased.
There is no art -
no one has heart
only explosions losing face
So for those of you that I havent already explained that to, it plays off the expression "saving face". knowing that it may have a different meaning to you.
2010
Surroundings tinted
Maybe just for me
No night or day
Charred routine repeat
Yes, the Mayans lied
But Webers right
Faces closer to hearded cattle
Eyes like diamonds above Seattle
4 comments:
so i guess my favorite is the last one cuz i feel like i understand it the most cuz its about what your going through right now. I can make the most sense of that one more than the others but i think the 3. is about westerly but i dunno what else.... and you already told me what 1. was about. And 2010 is about how everything is falling apart, like you told me and debbie at dinner! (dessert :) )
don't stress about the followers! just keep writing.
the music is alright. where did you find it?
debbie, the band that song is by is a grunge band. theyre pretty known as far as grunge goes, but its a really small genre mostly from seattle so thats not really saying much. they influenced kurt cobain a lot.
“The flood stole
Their homes and hearts
Yet still they drank”
In times of need humans have the capacity to be made or be broken. Each day we face nature, each other – some will drown and others will build their boats and float above the turmoil.
“Kill and save
In everything”
I love that. A sword is but metal with two edges. But this is a really unique way of saying so...
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