In my English class we've been studying the poetry of Naomi Shihab Nye, whom I hate. Really.
My English teacher also likes to have us write poetry, but she doesn't think we can do it without a template, so one day she decided to have us write a poem using phrases from one of Nye's poems ("Coming into Cuzco"). Grrr. I decided to post this one, for some reason. (I hate titling things. NO TITLE!)
Yeah, it's not really mine, and I only spent maybe 10 minutes on it, but I wanted to post it for some reason.
My English teacher also likes to have us write poetry, but she doesn't think we can do it without a template, so one day she decided to have us write a poem using phrases from one of Nye's poems ("Coming into Cuzco"). Grrr. I decided to post this one, for some reason. (I hate titling things. NO TITLE!)
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We woke early and found Someone had our drawers with Bibles At the airport we waited for our plane, Haunting coffee shops and bookstores Ghosts cursed by artificial lights. I wandered in front of the books for Neal or Terry. You stood with a magazine that would soon be free. I was listening for our flight. There was nothing Sound does not happen in nothing. I had a thought, but I could not speak it. Things moved as we boarded, but I could not see them. I did not move, but the plane rose and we were riding it. I looked down at that land that I did not recognize And wondered: "Am I awake?" I was not. And I said to myself "You know nothing of the color fleeble" And you turned into a penguin. When we landed, I started to forget. Waking up from Purgatory leads to either Heaven or Hell And I thought, "I bet Mother-in-law is starting the fires now"
Yeah, it's not really mine, and I only spent maybe 10 minutes on it, but I wanted to post it for some reason.
Ban Jin!
Nobody really needs work when you have awesome. - xhuxus
Nobody really needs work when you have awesome. - xhuxus