11.

Some slight confusion on what we were supposed to be posting today since the prose poem is due Monday.... but for now here is some of a poem I have been working on for a while now...

There they sit the three could be's
puffing the fumes of all their lost dreams.
crushing their hopes in glass ashtrays
drowning their dreams in cheap chardonay.
the moan of their woes muted by screams from the TV.

They can't see what they have where they are
or what's passing. their blinded with jealousy
of what others have and not them.
pouring again gray smokey ribbons unwind filling
their sight leaving them blind.

... I've been working on that for quite some time and each revision stays loaded with cliches.

H.

10.

Sentence Monday!

Here is my sentence for this Monday's class.

And as he marched away a single tear retreated from her hazel eyes.


I was always taught that a sentence CAN NOT start with the word and, but in college I have learned that it can, if you know what you're doing, I'm not positive if I got it right, but that sentence is playing on repeat in my head from another piece I've been working on and I thought I would share it here and see if anyone responded to it.

-H.

9.

it's snowing.... still boo snow!!!
that is all, thank you and goodnight!

-H

8.

class was already canceled for this past Wed. however the snow closing school that day and delaying classes on Thursday gave me a much needed 6 day weekend. During this time of course I worked diligently on all my upcoming assignments.... actually I watched a lot of bad TV and movies and saved all my assignments to do at the last min. This week we were supposed to write a form poem. I chose to write a sonnet and am aware that Sonnets are usually about some you admire or long for or a philosophy or something you believe in. I decided to write my poem on my room. I figured I want to see how far I can take the theme of my bedroom after the ode about my door. I find it interesting when other people take an unusual object or place and apply it to many things unrelated to that subject so here it is, my Sonnet about my bedroom.



Dwelling.

Dirty and dusty my room’s quite a site
Clothes strewn about making piles to the sky
I should clean up that’s what’s right
But leaving this mess is not bad I won’t die

Bed in the corner desk by the wall
The slanted walls painted both purple and white
Mountains of books look like they’re ‘bout to fall
As the sun goes down this room loses light

A big giant square at the top of my home
Filled with photos and memories of places
My room in the attic is a place no one will roam
Comfort is found in the images of smiling faces

So leave me and my messy room up here
This is my space and I hold this mess very dear.


H.

7.

To be more "green" last week it was decided that weekly sentences would be posted by way of the all powerful blog!

This weekend was so uninspiring and boring and I feel like whatever I write for this sentence post will not even be close to my best. With valentines day looming on the horizon ( I love that phrase ) I feel like attempting at using that for a theme for my sentence.


Without saying a word we both know we're on the same page.



H.

6.

A favorite Poet of mine has always been Ms. Dorothy Parker. Her works were usually short and dark but yet used words in a beautiful way. She had a way of making death sound like a sweet dream, and loneliness sound like an afternoon stroll. My favorite Poem is Resumé.
below is a link to a biography of her, and a collection of her work.

http://www.poemhunter.com/dorothy-parker/poems/page-1/

-H.

5.

Just leaving a fast link here while it's on my mind.
I think my favorite sentence from the previous post is the last one,
Halfway is a long way to go, and I wanted to leave a link to the song that inspired that one.
The video is from a concert last Monday called
Rated RSO: The Music and Lyrics of Ryan Scott Oliver. He is a composer and Lyricist and the winner of many prestigious awards in the theater community which is a huge interest of mine. If this video makes anyone reading and/or viewing upset or uncomfortable I am sorry, but I'm not forcing you to view so there!


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=28sOGvid_Yc


H.