bonjour mon amie

[lilsneaks]

I AM GOING TO PARIS, FRANCE IN THREE-ISH DAYS.

i have never been (so excited).

i just began to pack my suitcase, and hear some honest gushy stories about paris...i havent had time or brain to be truly excited yet, and now i am alla-sudden and its GEWD.

Comments

i just wrote this poem for english class; can you tell me how it is?

[zimsa]

it's supposed to be about a jackson pollock painting, so i chose this one:


here's the poem:

Number 7
Undress for me now,
And stand by the reeds.
Stand by the reeds
And make me a home.
Walk away now, your head
Slightly turned
Naked body
Exposed
Yet covered
By the reeds.
Take me away,
From the sun
From the green
And most of all
Away from the reeds.
Sing me a song
If you know how to sing
A song with foxes
With feet
With fish.
Sew me a dress
From the hairs of your skin
Buy me a horse
From the curve of your hip
Fly me a wing
From the edge of you breast
This we’ve made a house
Yet no longer a home
This won’t be the last look,
Mother.
Take me away
Away from the reeds.

this is seriously an assignment--i'd like to know your thoughts as your are ms. writer extraordinaire.

<3
-sam