I picture us then like trapped birds – ricocheting against the walls and each other. Biting and clawing and trying to escape, but unable to do so in the chaos. Our shouts drowned out the sounds of rain against glass, of cars below, of trains passing. All we heard was our own words echoing cruelly… Continue reading Pugna Saeculorum
Alright, y'all... here it is. The final installment of the three-poem series that won me the Senior Poetry Contest in 2007. I know you're probably dying of anticipation. Your lips are plump and crisp, like purple grapes that dot the vine. And when we kiss, I can't help but to bite them in my mind.… Continue reading Throwback Thursday: Senior Poetry Contest – The Final Poem!
Happy Throwback Thursday, readers! For those of you who missed last week's installment, we are recounting the three poems that I read during the Senior Poetry Contest during my final year of high school. I went on to win the contest... most likely because I was perhaps the only person taking the class because I was a… Continue reading Throwback Thursday: Senior Poetry Contest, Part 2
Hey there, readers! It has been thoroughly wonderful sharing all my high school poetry with you. And the fun doesn't stop here. For this series of Throwback Thursday, I'd like to continue the poetry theme - but this time, recount the three poems that won me the Senior Poetry Contest. Hang on a sec, there, tiger… Continue reading Throwback Thursday: My Senior Poetry Contest
Okay, okay. I get it. You've enjoyed my cowboy poems, I'm sure, but now it's time for a respite. I know. Which is why for this installment of Throwback Thursday, I bring you another poem... though, not of the cowboy variety. In fact, this time I'm giving you a rare gift, dear reader - as… Continue reading Throwback Thursday: More poems, but for the love of god no more cowboys
Oh hey there, readers. You're in luck! It's time for our next installment of Throwback Thursday, the most recent series of which recounts my childhood obsession with cowboys and my propensity toward god-awful poetry. Are you sick of these yet? Here's another: Three nooses swayed loose in the breeze like a sigh. Three men stood informal… Continue reading Throwback Thursday: Cowboy Poems, Part 3!
Happy Throwback Thursday, everybody. For those of you who weren't here for our last Throwback Thursday installment, this week I'll be continuing with my series of cowboy poems. I have to chuckle when I read these, because they very literally have no rhyme or reason. There's no clear plot line, sketchy scenery descriptions, and usually… Continue reading Throwback Thursday: More Cowboy Poems
Hardly anyone I went to high school with reads my blog, but if they did they'd be rolling their eyes right now. I may have mentioned my obsession with poetry in a previous post... and I believe I also mentioned how absurdly god-awful my poems were. What I haven't discussed yet, was my perpetual fascination… Continue reading Throwback Thursday: Susie and her cowboy poems…