" [The root beer soda fountain] is full of dirty water and lies"
-Ashley
*this caught my ear and reminded me of why I loved language so much
"[Childhood is] a Tiger Flower blooming Magenta for one day"
-Tina Fey
"I have two rhinoceroses on my forehead"
-Leah talking about her acne
Thursday, January 17, 2013
IT STARTS AGAIN!
Just letting everyone know...FROM TODAY starts the actual blogging cycle again.
That is all.
That is all.
Monday, December 3, 2012
Welll...
So...I haven't posted in a while...thought I would post something that is new to the blog but older to me. Comments welcomed!
I’LL COOK FOR MYSELF
I don’t know how it got this way,
I know its not alright-
crab-cake Benedicts
keeping me in
backwater Columbus.
I tried so hard, to prove
I wasn’t your property,
dueling for a position above
the welcome mat.
I won’t be stepped on and stepped over
in the end.
*ps. This piece uses a writing technique that a friend told me about- putting other written works inside of your own...It would make me really happy if someone recognized the written work that I used (hint: It's song lyrics)*
I’LL COOK FOR MYSELF
I don’t know how it got this way,
I know its not alright-
crab-cake Benedicts
keeping me in
backwater Columbus.
I tried so hard, to prove
I wasn’t your property,
dueling for a position above
the welcome mat.
I won’t be stepped on and stepped over
in the end.
*ps. This piece uses a writing technique that a friend told me about- putting other written works inside of your own...It would make me really happy if someone recognized the written work that I used (hint: It's song lyrics)*
Saturday, October 20, 2012
Hello again!
So its been a while since I've written anything... and so I decided to start up again. Thanks to my Ethics professor, I've taken on the challenge of describing the taste of cinnamon gum to someone who has never tasted it before...here it goes!
CINNAMON GUM
Its that moment when autumn air hits your teeth
and bites clear down to your toenails.
That moment when wasabi meets your tongue and
slithers up through your nose.
Its the moment when the dentist steps back and
you suck in cleanliness like Dysons or Orecks.
Or when pop rocks salsa throughout your mouth,
bouncing off the roof and cheeks, pinching at their
Discretion.
It's the taste of Christmas, Halloween and
birthdays rolled into one, throwing in a wedding
of roller-coasters and waterfalls.
CINNAMON GUM
Its that moment when autumn air hits your teeth
and bites clear down to your toenails.
That moment when wasabi meets your tongue and
slithers up through your nose.
Its the moment when the dentist steps back and
you suck in cleanliness like Dysons or Orecks.
Or when pop rocks salsa throughout your mouth,
bouncing off the roof and cheeks, pinching at their
Discretion.
It's the taste of Christmas, Halloween and
birthdays rolled into one, throwing in a wedding
of roller-coasters and waterfalls.
Sunday, April 1, 2012
Improv/Imitation Entry 1 (Week 10)
This is an improv/imitation of Robert Frost's poem "Fire and Ice"
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
my imitation:
Fear and Pain
People talk about ending with fear,
others mention pain.
In the end though, I've lent my ear
and heard both gain.
No one wants to see how near
both endings actually are,
but our tears are rain
and the flood is here.
Fire and Ice
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
my imitation:
Fear and Pain
People talk about ending with fear,
others mention pain.
In the end though, I've lent my ear
and heard both gain.
No one wants to see how near
both endings actually are,
but our tears are rain
and the flood is here.
Peer Response Entry 2 (Week 10)
This is in response to Kelsey's Free Entry "Eyebrows." (link: http://kflemin.blogspot.com/2012/03/free-entry-eyebrows-week-10.html)...
This is a really interesting piece. I love the simplicity in the title, when I first read "Eyebrows," I thought "oh boy. Where could this be going?" But I love how you went about this, not jumping straight into the scorching, but focusing on playing with Barbies and then describing the junk drawer. This is a nice use of that idea of creating a scene. I would love to see where this piece goes, because the way you ended:
"The door to my parent’s bedroom opened and my mother walked out in a towel, she lifted her nose and sniffed the air reminding me of a mouse and asked, “What’s burning?”
My voiced wobbled as I replied, “My face.”" had me wondering how your mom reacts...I can only imagine how much trouble your sister got in!
This is a really interesting piece. I love the simplicity in the title, when I first read "Eyebrows," I thought "oh boy. Where could this be going?" But I love how you went about this, not jumping straight into the scorching, but focusing on playing with Barbies and then describing the junk drawer. This is a nice use of that idea of creating a scene. I would love to see where this piece goes, because the way you ended:
"The door to my parent’s bedroom opened and my mother walked out in a towel, she lifted her nose and sniffed the air reminding me of a mouse and asked, “What’s burning?”
My voiced wobbled as I replied, “My face.”" had me wondering how your mom reacts...I can only imagine how much trouble your sister got in!
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