Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Poetry Project
Fire
Summer ends, one day in mid September,
the humid, hot air disappears, along with the earliest birds.
The day the fire starts.
The first tiny, flickering sparks will lead to the flames that engulf the whole world.
The sparks catch, and fire ignites the color in the trees.
Fire catching. Flames, trying to lap up everything their tongues can reach.
All of a sudden, everything burns,
blazing in the cool, dry air,
until no green remains.
The world is heated with glowing warm colors of fire.
But the beauty is not allowed to last forever.
As soon as everything is engulfed in flames,
red, orange, and yellow.
It dies.
The intensity of the inferno falls,
dropping color to the cold floor of the Earth.
Straggling small flames prance to the dirt.
All that remain are the embers, lying on the ground.
Fire extinguished, a cold world white and gray.
But the fire will rage agian after summer's end.
Sooo... How did yyou like it? Do you even know what it's about? It's a metaphor for something. When my mom firt read it, she thought it was about the apocolypse. Don't worry, I'm not emo, so I wouldn't write about that. But what do you think this is really about? If you are nice, you will leave a comment telling me, won't you? Yes. Yes you will.
Here is the other poem. It's my image list poem, and I didn't know what to name it. Here:
The yellow sulight filtering through the thinning foliage.
A soft brown mat of leaves have collected from years past blanketing the firm earth beneath.
Trees that seem to have gotten shorter as years go by,
are warmed by bright shades of autumn.
The mossy concrete bridge over the clear stream.
A pale green pond stretches farther than expected around the bend,
Concealed by a row of houses.
A waterfall spills over a rotting board,
Placed there long ago to keep the water in, but to no avail.
The rushing, roaring waterfall,
The giggling, gurgling stream
With large smooth stones poking through,
Shades of peach, charcoal, brown, and green
From algae that grows in the warm dappled sunlight.
With legs dangling over an edge of the ancient bridge,
The tip of the roof of a faded yellow farmhouse
Is visible over the tops of multicolored trees
That have begun preparing for winter.
So. That's my other poem. It's much more straight forward. So, again, please leave a comment on what you think the first one was about.
Now I will update in soon hopefully. Goodbye my friends.
HEDGEHOGS ROCK MY SOCKS OFF!!!
--Some Random Kid With No Life
Never Dip Cheese Flavored Rice Cakes In Hot Chocolate.
I'm hungry. But do you wanna know what I'm not going to eat? Yes you do want to know. Well I'm not going to tell you. Just kidding! I am not going to eat cheese flavored rice cakes dipped in hot chocolate. I've had that before (by accident) and it was terrible. Don't try it.
I even missed Halloween! It's really sad that I missed it bbecause I have a very intriguing time this year. I just used my Cheshire Cat costume from the skit I was in over the summer, because my mom told me that I couldn't make a new costume because of all my homework. She's right though. But anyways, my costume was still pretty good. One of my friends was a guy (she's a girl) and at first nobody (beides me) recognized her. Another one of my friends was a little kid and she wore those pajamas with the feet, and she was actually warm (lucky). Nobody was anything crazy like last year. Last year I was a hedgehog and my costume kicked bum. That sounds funny. "Kicked bum."
So, there is this HUGE white mansion down the street from where my friend (who dressed as a boy and who has a blog of her own) and I live. After trick-or-treating with our friends, we thought we'd go there to see if the rumors were true. Here are all the rumors we've heard about this house:
- A single old man lives there alone.
- The sinlge old man has around 40 cats.
- Each of his cats has it's own room.
- For Halloween, he gives out $50 bills or a whole pack of king sized candy bars.
- He has maids and butlers that do everything for him.
So I think you understand why we'd want to go there, am I right? Well we went. We walked to the front door, and we were about to ring the doorbell, when we realized that there was no doorbell. That seems pretty anti-social, doesn't it? Yeah, I think so. We knocked (well my brother and his friend knocked) on the door loud enough for him to hear us (or at least his cats). No response. I looked in through the skinny windows on either side of the door. There was a huge spiral staircase going up, and there were display lights shining on the staircase. I bet you want to know what the lights were displaying. Cats. Well, stuffed cats, but still cats. It was the scariest moment of my life. Not that I live a fearful life, but still. OMQ, it was so weird. The first cat I saw was a fluffy pink one with very pointy ears. And there was one on each step, all different. He must be a lonely man.
The guy never came, so I can't confirm any of the legends. But that's really sad, isn't it? I told this story to my whole table in Social Studies, and they thought it was the strangest thing. They were pretty much yelling in class, because it was so abnormal. We decided to name the cat man. One girl came up with the name Willis. We joked around with the name Willis for awhile, but then they all said that the name wasn't good enough. We kept suggesting names until Arthur came up (that was me, by the way) and Arthur was the winning name. Arthur the cat man. Yeah. I told them this the monday after Halloween, and we haven't gone a whole class yet without mentioning this guy. It's pretty funny actually.
A couple of weeks ago in Homeroom, we were saying the Pledge of Allegiance like we always do. I glanced at one of my friends who sits at my table, and immediatly, I announced, "Your nose is green." It was really quiet, and I'm pretty sure that there were a bunch of kids looking at me, not that I care. Her nose was GREEN! She just kina glared at me (in a joking sorta way) because she thought I just said that to be random (which by the way, I didn't). When homeroom was over, we went to her locker and she looked in the mirror. She made a very surprised face, and started trying to rub whatever the green stuff was, off. It came off pretty easily, although we still wonder what it was and how it got there.
Also, if you haven't already read it, I am in the process of writing a story thing. I put it on the website, Quizilla, so I'll put the link on here in case you haven't read it. This is only the first chapter, and I'm trying to figure out how to get another chapter up there. Quizilla isn't very well organized for people trying to post things, so it's not easy. Anyway, here's the link: http://quizilla.teennick.com/stories/17327977/its-not-a-dream-this-time
I'm really excited for the new Harry Potter 7 Part 1 that's coming out at midnight (not that I'll actually be going to the premiere). I just can't wait! But I hope they don't leave parts out like they've been doing for all the movies besides the first one. Even if they do leave parts out, the movie will proably still be good like all the other ones.
And while I'm on the topic of Harry Potter (collective groan from all of my friends), I just wanted to tell any of you darling people that I really think that you should watch A Very Potter Musical by Starkid Potter. It's a real musical about Harry Potter stuff. Except for that it's really funny. My favorite character in it is Draco Malfoy, but you already knew that. I don't really have to explain any more, because the only people who read this are my friends, and they're pretty annoyed with all of my totally awesome Starkid references. (Did you catch that one?)
I don't think I have anything else to say at the moment, so... I'll try to update soon. Like, before the month is up. So, I guess I'll see you (most of you) soon!
HEDGEHOGS ROCK MY SOCKS OFF!!!
--Some Random Kid With No Life