Friday, April 1, 2011

Three Poems

Hi Everyone! Here are drafts of poems by Rachel, Cody and Lucas. Would you please respond by telling them which phrases/lines you like best...which ones really move you.

CRIMSON (Rachel)

The air is heavy with musk
That deep sensual scent that wraps around
your mind and chokes away sanity
It smothers the smell of sweat and cheap perfume
As he tries to wipe the crimson from his
starched white collar
He throws some lifeblood in red light's direction
He's there staring in the scarlet mirror
Wiping at the collar
So he doesn't see red light drink his life blood
So he doesn't feel
Anything
When she tells another man to bleed for her
And he'll taste her crimson

THE OUTSIDER (Lucas)

One step taken toward the face of the earth.
Walk alone to no more fears without their worth.
My path, my life, should I approach the end,
or stay firm and die trying for what I defend.
No vales that call the sign of hope,
no hand extended to help me climb this rope.
Every day is never changing from the rest,
different from these norms as I shall always protest.
Without there being such to show me the light,
all I do is strive spiritually to search through this fight.
Determined to achieve PURSUIT OF A POWERFUL PERSISTENCE,
it's clear what's shown from my concrete ideals for resistance.
Am I truly just another outsider,
or am I just reaching out alone to something higher?

WHAT SHE DOES (Cody)

she sits alone,
because she has no-one to talk to
she speaks to herself,
only so somebody will listen

she's surrounded by nothing,
because that's all she's ever asked for
and she doesn't love,
because drugs make that easier

she relies on no-one,
because she's unreliable
and she believes in nothing,
because there's nothing to believe in

she doesn't live,
because that's easy
but she doesn't die,
because she lacks the conscience

she does what she does
because SHE is nothing

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