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Jun. 29th, 2003 10:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kohakuBack home. In my new chair. *mwah* It's much more comfortable than the foldable one I used to have. (Killed it by laughing so hard that it broke under me :)
I don't really have anything to say, just that I absolutely adore the lot of you. So kisses, cupcakes and hugs to all of you.
Here are two poems I wrote for my Creative Writing class. I have to write a 15 pages portfolio, and they're so going to be in it.
4 p.m.
She should be napping
on this summer's afternoon.
Her head drops from time to time,
being heavy with dreams undreamt.
The corners of her eyes
are already full with sleep,
yet she reaches out, carefully,
to stroke her mother's hair.
Only a Fool
Only a fool
would sit here and
whisper to himself.
Only a fool
would daydream on
a drunken afternoon
full of feathers,
sleepy bees and
whistling trees.
Only a fool
would smile at the sun
and be glad that he is
Only a fool.
I don't really have anything to say, just that I absolutely adore the lot of you. So kisses, cupcakes and hugs to all of you.
Here are two poems I wrote for my Creative Writing class. I have to write a 15 pages portfolio, and they're so going to be in it.
She should be napping
on this summer's afternoon.
Her head drops from time to time,
being heavy with dreams undreamt.
The corners of her eyes
are already full with sleep,
yet she reaches out, carefully,
to stroke her mother's hair.
Only a fool
would sit here and
whisper to himself.
Only a fool
would daydream on
a drunken afternoon
full of feathers,
sleepy bees and
whistling trees.
Only a fool
would smile at the sun
and be glad that he is
Only a fool.
