Friday, February 11, 2011
Hello Interwebs. Welcome to the land of Friday. Last round of cinquains today. Oh no! But you know that just means a new form next week.
Today was pretty good, my work study advisor might be raising my payrate which is always exciting. I ate an orange scone, which was delicious. Went to a poetry reading thing, it was nice. The dude was funny, but stumbled a bit on his words. But like mad props for getting on stage dude.
Today was pretty good, my work study advisor might be raising my payrate which is always exciting. I ate an orange scone, which was delicious. Went to a poetry reading thing, it was nice. The dude was funny, but stumbled a bit on his words. But like mad props for getting on stage dude.
“The Color Blue”
River
different girl
floating, flowing, killing
childhood stolen, turned assassin
Tam
“What's In A Life?”
hourglasses
sliver, slipstream
sliding, singing, dropping
counting out each sand
time
“Linedance”
color
subjective, bright
blinding, dimming, melting
filling in lost memories
details
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The sands of time indeed. Captured sentiments beautifully here!
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