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This is my 365 project. I will be posting a photo everyday for 365 days. But it's really what's in the captions that count, the poetry. A poem a day. In this gallery is my original work, it will only be my poetry. I won't exactly be writing a poem one day and then posting it that same day. That's tricky. So I'll just post up poems that people haven't seen yet. Of course, I'll say when it was written.
-There are always little notes at the end of the poems.
-I wouldn't mind criticism or questions about the poems, at all.
-The titles of my poetry normally sum up what the poem is about. Sometimes not.
-I've come to notice that some of my poems are just rhyming rants.
-I've also come to notice that I use repetition in my poems.
-There are quite a few late days. >:(
-This whole project is mainly about the POETRY not the PICTURES.
-This whole gallery is enjoyable to literature nerds. ;D
Well, I can't think of anything else to write up here, so enjoy!
Started: January 1st, 2009
Ends: December 31st, 2009
[Day 279 - Spoiled.]
Spoiled.
Writing is almost foreign
When your hands are shaking
Or they feel like goo.
I can't find a way to say
That I made a mistake
And that I still like you.
I'm pretty confusing and
If you can put up with me
Then this could work out.
You're not the problem here;
You're not as bad as I.
My face gets all warm
And my hands are fidgeting.
My heart's beating faster
And now I feel like goo.
How couldn't I see,
How I felt about you?
-This was a poem I wrote in one of my classes about a mistake I made. That is thankfully fixed now.
-The title is what it is for something I said which I don't want to repeat on here.
-Picture goes because of the line and the heart. :)
-Full Size!
-And yes, you can tell by now, I had a little shoot with this leaf/heart.
-Late >_
Writing is almost foreign
When your hands are shaking
Or they feel like goo.
I can't find a way to say
That I made a mistake
And that I still like you.
I'm pretty confusing and
If you can put up with me
Then this could work out.
You're not the problem here;
You're not as bad as I.
My face gets all warm
And my hands are fidgeting.
My heart's beating faster
And now I feel like goo.
How couldn't I see,
How I felt about you?
-This was a poem I wrote in one of my classes about a mistake I made. That is thankfully fixed now.
-The title is what it is for something I said which I don't want to repeat on here.
-Picture goes because of the line and the heart. :)
-Full Size!
-And yes, you can tell by now, I had a little shoot with this leaf/heart.
-Late >_
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