fyi.... I am still sick:(
My mom has even mentioned that if I am not better in time for my recital I am not going... NOOOOOO
I have to go!
It is like the thing I have been working at for half the year on this stupid dance so I could go to this thing!
I am going!
I am starting Silence of the Lambs tonight... maybe tomorrow I am thinking now cause I am talking to the "bullfrog":P
Apparently I didn't miss all that much while staying home from school yesterday. Only yet another presentation on drugs. Which apparently was very touching and sad. I am glad I was not there I would have been bawling like a baby.
I really have not been blogging that much lately! I need to get back on that horse as it were:P
That imax thing was lame... I don't even think I mentioned that we were going but w.e. it was.
I have been thinking of my "father figure" sonnet that I wrote and the lemons and limes line... I hate it. I am thinking of a better thing. it will have something to do with rhymes, times, or signs? I don't know but it will be better.
yours,
a dancer.
Showing posts with label sonnet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sonnet. Show all posts
2.6.09
8.5.09
Looking to like
I notice him there looking right through me,
I do not exist, there is no point to,
My trifle attempts to help you to see,
Feelings unnoticed only grew and grew.
Not knowing you truly saw it,
Submersed thoughts buried deep under the earth,
Our secrets are unravelled, truth we admit,
Relinquish the yearning, give way to mirth.
Keep moving, not rushed, with a little heed,
You burst with amusing spontaneity,
Caution not to motivate the heart to bleed,
Not to be fixed by worshipped deity.
Happiness no longer far from our reach,
The "I love you" not a figure of speech.
yours,
a dancer.
I do not exist, there is no point to,
My trifle attempts to help you to see,
Feelings unnoticed only grew and grew.
Not knowing you truly saw it,
Submersed thoughts buried deep under the earth,
Our secrets are unravelled, truth we admit,
Relinquish the yearning, give way to mirth.
Keep moving, not rushed, with a little heed,
You burst with amusing spontaneity,
Caution not to motivate the heart to bleed,
Not to be fixed by worshipped deity.
Happiness no longer far from our reach,
The "I love you" not a figure of speech.
yours,
a dancer.
17.3.09
☂he remans nameless.
Met him? I have but only one or two times,
nice he is but how should I know the truth?
loving feels like committing numbered crimes,
he could indulge my maddening sweet tooth.
Dream of him? yes numerous times before,
long nights of love and opera are dreamt of,
but nights as such could engender a war,
approval from a legion in order to love.
Forget him? never in a million years,
short term my mind is not so no,
eventually, after a while the tears
they would disperse flying far like the crow.
Luck is not a fitting word to describe,
the situation of which i have subscrib'd.
yours,
a dancer.
14.3.09
☂"Father Figure"
Here is something I have been working on, tell me your thought on the words. It's not quite right yet.
I must love you for you genes run through me,
but no respect you will gain if you call,
you are in chains and she has the one key.
You do not see her as all of us do,
even her children see more than you realize,
love her yes they do but they hate her too,
you can see the confusion in there eyes.
Your words contradict your actions most times,
trust does not work in you, dynamic man,
you know me as lemons when I am limes,
the blood is on your hands, you quickly ran.
You chose the path and now comes the payment,
there's no fixing it, it's inconvenient.
yours,
a dancer.
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