AT HOME IN THE WORLD.

When she got onto the bus, she sat in the very first seat on the right, because that is where she always sat. If you have ever been on a bus, you know that the very first seat on the right is the seat nearest to the door of the bus. She sat there for a multitude of reasons: because there were less bumps in the ride if ( Read more... )

another strange dream last night. I went to my grandmother's house and everything was like it used to be( the den was in the back of the house)-- more importantly, she was like she used to be. And she got up and danced around for some reason, and she sang a song to me. I wish I could remember the song, but it wasn't one of those that she used to ( Read more... )

The only thing I remember from my dream last night:

A yellow, oval-cylinder container that very much resembled a container of fish food. It had colorful pictures of animals and people on the front. The brand name was -- not Trader Joe's -- but Trader Darwin's. And the box contained little pellets of food that were supposed to make you evolve. I ( Read more... )

I was just standing around in someone's backyard when this person from behind a bush grabbed my arm and pulled me into the driveway. There was a large tractor trailer there, and we walked into the trailer where there were about six or seven tables standing in a line from the front of the trailer to the back. There were mostly large dogs and cats ( Read more... )

-sew things
-pillows
-shirt

-clean out closet
-read a book

-scholarship essay
-edit poems for Rutger's poetry contest
-write Bryn Mawr summer program essay
-study for SATs
-online test

My happy days in school make for crappy days at home. Why is that?

So! I think I'm going to try using this as a poetry journal thing? Just 'cause litmag is on here. (: So:

4. Use one example of synesthesia (mixing the senses).no matter how many times you pat my head ( Read more... )

13. Make the persona or character in the poem do something he or she could not do in "real life."This is supposed to be my poetry prompt for today. But it's not really prompting meee. I'm getting kind of a writer's block up in here. I don't really like writing poems with people in them, you know? It seems silly to me. Perhaps I'm interpreting it ( Read more... )

So, that 20 little poems thing has recently been occupying my brain. So I thought that I could try and write a poem once a day (or maybe almost-once-a-day) and then post them on here! They probably won't be any good, but hey. I can at least try ( Read more... )

TWENTY LITTLE POETRY PROJECTS ( Read more... )