Poetry is Fun

I wasn't quite sure what the subject of my second post on this blog should be, when it came to me quite suddenly while discussing NaNoWriMo with my good friend (for those of you who do not know, NaNoWriMo, or National Novel Writing Month, is an event which you can join and who's purpose is to write a 50,000 word novel within the month of November): poetry. I went into my room and dug up the binder dedicated to holding all my old poetry -- no matter how embarrassingly terrible -- and picked two. These two poems, both at LEAST a year old, will now be posted up on my blog for the world to see (or at the 9 or so people who are currently my followers), to critique if they wish (be nice please!), to take example from if so inclined (though i doubt that will happen), or to simply be amused by.
So.

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The first poem is terrible, but has an interesting story behind it. I actually had a dream involving orphans and nuns and skipping through the forest (not necessarily in that order (and yes I am aware of how bizarre that sounds, but I had a really big dinner that evening)), and in this dream, whilst skipping with the aforementioned orphans past some docks, I began to sing this song with them to the tune of 'The World is About to Turn' (I'm pretty sure that day was also a liturgy day in school...my dreams tend to incorporate random parts of my day (the nuns came from the premier of The Sound of Music on ABC Family that night)).
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As I walked by the briny sea
What a sight should there meet me?
A white ship with a whiter mast
Having come right out of the past.

As the snow did fall and the wind did call,
A song for and heard by all,
I marched on past never asking why
That ship did sail on by.

I walked on through the ice and the cold past the ship from days of old,
And as the bell did ring and the men did sing I waved and continued home.
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After I woke up, realizing how crazy it was to have dreamed a song, I grabbed the ever present notebook and pen on my bedside table and scribbled the words down before going back to sleep.
And so, although the song itself may be terrible, the way it was written -- in my dreams -- is cool, no doubt about it, and so merits a post on my blog.

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This next poem is called Beautiful and I really like it. I'm not quite sure why as it is decidedly morbid, and a bit, if not extremely odd, but I absolutely love it. It is as of yet incomplete -- although I wrote it last year, I never added the extra stanza I felt was necessary to complete it. But, because I am so fond of it, I decided to post if up as poem number two.
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Hey there beautiful.
How's life for you?
Passing by with the changing sky,
A burst and a slide like a wild ride?
How's life for you?
I hope it's right,
I hope that it's a beautiful sight;
I hope it's filled with the good of this world,
Colors and light, moving and swirled.
I hope that you love it, that you clasp it tight
And that when it goes, you stay and you fight,
Swinging your your blade of midnight pearl
As the ribbons of time slowly unfurl.
Your green banner waving as you take your last stand
Before blowing away with the wind and the sand.

Hey there beautiful.
All wrapped up in inky dyes --
Your eyes are like little knives,
Carving names and silent lies
And cutting stars right out of the skies.
Indian silks of cherry red
Hide the whispers in your head
And every tear that you shed
Brings to life one who is dead.
Your staff of bone is pale as milk
And causes buds to shrink and wilt.
The earth below you turns and tilts
As you raise to the ground that which man has built.

Hey there beautiful.
What's on your mind?
What's the disguise you've chosen this time?
The mask that you've picked off of your wall,
The voice that echos through your hall?

Hey there beautiful.
How's life for you?
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Like I said, it is incomplete -- it needs another stanza, and the second to last one needs lengthening, but I like it, and I hope you do to (if not, feel free to say as much, but do not just say "that sucks" or something. Constructive feedback only please! (of course you can simply say "I love it! You're a genious!" without having to give anything constructive...that goes without saying.)).


Hope you enjoyed the past creations of mind!
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Me, You, Taylor Swift and Kanye West

These days, when one mentions the VMA's, the first thing to pop into your head is "Kanye West and Taylor Swift!" After all, who could forget that horribly embarrassing moment when a boozy Kanye interrupted poor, meek Taylor in the middle of her acceptance speech, stating that no, her music video was not the best! Beyonce's was! (No one between the ages of 10 and 18, that's who.) I myself did not witness the event live, as it was aired, as many of my peers and friends did (I was instead, most likely, working hard to delude myself into thinking that I did not in fact have any homework), and so the next day i went on the magical search engine that is Youtube to find it. I typed in 'Kanye West and Taylor Swift', hit search, and immediately roughly fifteen THOUSAND videos popped up.
Whoa.
I clicked on what sounded like a promising video, "KANYE WEST DISSES TAYLOR SWIFT AT VMA'S", only to find that it was not in fact that video -- it was some boy saying how disgusted he was with Kanye (in between flips of his stylishly long hair). I couldn't help but chuckle a bit at this poor emotionally-involved kid as he dissed Kanye for dissing Taylor, defending the country singer in his 1 minute video, and then frown in annoyance because it was not the video his title said it was. But, oh well -- on to the next video! "Kanye West disses Taylor Swift 2009 MTV Video Music Awards VMAS". And - same thing. Some blond kid who asks viewers in a little annotation if we think he looks like the ShamWow guy bad mouthing Kanye in what is in fact his second video on the subject. My frown deepened. Who cares if you look like the ShamWow guy?! He's in jail! Why would you want to?! And why would anyone want to listen to YOU blather on about how big a jerk Kanye is?? We know he's insensitive and obviously not very fond of Taylor Swift's music videos, but why would we need you to tell us that?
With each video I clicked on it was the same story -- some teenage girl (but, oddly enough, mostly boys (I suppose they're all half in love with Taylor and felt it was their duty to defend her honor)) going on and on about how big a jerk Kanye is, and poor, poor Taylor Swift. Boo-hoo-hoo. To say that I was annoyed was not exactly accurate; I was, for one, frustrated because I STILL had yet to see the actual 'dissing', and not some commentary on it, but I was also extremely amused. It struck me as extremely funny that so many people had posted up videos with the soul purpose of angrily calling Kanye various profanities. I mean, honestly -- who cared? Sure it was a terrible thing to have happened, but was it the end of the world? Obviously not. My own interest in the matter ended as soon as i finally found some 49 second clip of Kanye snatching the mike away from the open mouthed and confused Taylor, clutching her little trophy. Other's, not so much. The videos kept being made, more profanity was espoused over the matter, and more people who felt that they too had been offended by Kanye posted up videos saying as much. Facebook underwent the same trend as people changed their status from 'tired, I wish school was overrr!!!! :P <3 id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error">Kanye West is such a jerk! He should be beat over the head with a (insert your implement of choice) until he passes out!'
Again, Whoa.
Surprise was rejoined by amusement as I wondered why people bothered. Honestly, no one cares that you chose a 2-by4 with a rusty nail sticking out of it! (Although that does say much about your character...) No one cares that you are the twelve thousandth one hundred and sixty first person to agree with user name 'DayTimeJeff' (a.k.a. ShamWow kid) that 'I love Taylor Swift! Kanye is such a bully! He should no better than to get drunk on the red carpet and then embarrass people!' So why? Why would so many people change their status to state the best way to torture speech interrupters, post up embarrassing videos and leave ridiculous comments? Freedom of speech allows them to, but why would they want to? And, i came to this conclusion: Honestly, I have no idea.