Friday, March 26, 2010

Dreamer

Daily I look up at the sky
Remembering the days I was young
Everything was so colorful
All things were possible
My heart was open
Eyes full of dreams
Ready to take on the world

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Thursday, March 25, 2010

Acrostic Poetry

I've decided to start my writing reprograming with acrostic poetry. This type of poetry is based off one word. You pick the word and write about that word using each letter of the word as the first letter of each line.

I chose this type of poetry because it has fewer rules than other poetry. I have a lot of work to do when it comes to understanding the structure of many other types of poetry. I don't understand the way rhyming schemes are described yet and I have no idea what iambic pentameter is. I'm sure there is a book that explains those kinds of things very well. I just have to find it. Any suggestions?

It's often said that boundaries can actually be very freeing when one is writing. I find this to be true here. These poems are deceptively simple and they require me to think outside of the box that has been instilled in me. I'll be working with these peoms for a while and see what happens.

Friday, March 19, 2010

Looking For Solutions

I've been having such a hard time breaking my writing habits. I've said before that high school ruined me. Now I can't seem to break that essay writing mentality. I had to work so hard to learn how to take myself out of my writing because I'd get a lower grade if I didn't. Any sign of creativity or personality was immediately shot down. So I learned how to do that because, let's face it, grades are very important. Now I don't know how to fix that.

My other problem is that I come from a family where my feelings were never that important. If they didn't match my dad's feelings they were just dismissed. My mom is completely brainwashed into believing that a women's feelings don't exist, that they are all just hormones. So I have spent most of my life supressing my feelings because it was less painful than having them dismissed. I am tired of living that way, but how do you teach yourself to express something you've been told isn't important?

So now I'm fighting two huge things that have been part of me for years. So I think I have a solution, at least for the first part. I decided to delve into poetry. There are so many different kinds of poetry so I am going to try writing my own different kinds of poem. Poetry is the anti-essay to me. Sure most of them are structured but they are meant to be expressive and come from the soul. The other thing I want to do is writing exercises. I'm on the hunt for some that aren't aimed at elementary school students. I need more than "Write about your summer vacation." If you know any websites that have good writing prompts or exercises, please let me know.

Friday, March 5, 2010

Breathing completely eludes me
No air yet my lungs feel like they will explode
My heart is beating uncontrollably
It’s thundering in my head
My vision is getting blurry
Tears are pouring down my face
I can’t choke back the sobs anymore
They finally escape my lips
And I fall to my knees
There wasn’t any warning
Our relationship was good
What about all the things you told me?
Was it all a lie?
You told me that you loved me
That you were mine to keep
We were planning for the future
How can you leave me now?
The tears they are subsiding
As I begin to shake
My nails grip the carpet
Anger is seeping in
Slowly I start to realize
To you this was a game
You were playing with my heart
I guess you won this game
You got what you wanted
I really fell for you
When will I stop this?
Stop picking the wrong guys
Why can’t I find a good one?
How many times must my heart break?
What if I can no longer repair it?

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