Ink is the strongest drug, the deepest ocean, the longest journey and the strangest love.. |
Here're some haikus I have come up with during these past few crazy days... Mucho proud of them I am... 11/8/07 murky brown oozing liquid chunks barely showing thick odors flooding the nose ==========> beef stew (yum) 11/8/07 old, faded words of learning erased by careless strokes taught to us then forgotten ==========> dirty whiteboard 11/8/07 blood lines weaving in and out in knotted order chaos' twisted defeat ==========> red sweater 11/8/07 a festering welt of pain throbbing and pulsing it punches into the sole ==========> blood blister (have one on my foot, I do... > __ <) 11/8/07 two white mountains sleeping deep resting under white slowly the hills shrug and rise ==========> sleeping student's shoulders 11/8/07 crackling, rustling, dry like snakes' shed skin cast off as the dead cracks off, blood flows ==========> chapped lips (get them really bad around this time of year, I do...) 11/8/07 graceful lines flowing downward open into petals should danger come, it will cry ==========> fire water sprayer thingy on ceiling (methinks the title as poetic as the poem... ;D) 11/8/07 long ribbon of creamy white in a tight-wrapped roll hiding side of sticky death ==========> sticky tape 11/2/07 it's spreading like a disease an opaque white swarm infecting all in its path =========> spilt milk (my personal favorite and the first of this series to be written...) 11/2/07 the edge drags through the soft skin tearing it apart the valley begins to bleed ==========> paper cut 11/2/07 vast field of plastic buttons vomiting answers still need my fingers to push ==========> caculator (me no likies the algebraic thingy that they seem to find so necessary to live a full life...) Sooooo... Whatcha think? Am I crazy? I AM NOT WEIRD! *a broad wink to everyone at school... none of whom are actually probably reading this...* I was going to type out another angry rant, which I actually wrote out longhand during classes (I usually do that and then type them up later... helps me pass time) but I got sick of being mad and decided to be sickly sweetly cheerful today... Didn't really happen, but I tried... Got feathers? ~SilverGryphon |