Reflection I looked through a silver gilded mirror And saw a beast with scowls cruel and low I screamed and cried and shook with fear The creature spit and slapped its foe Shaking loose I ran for air Light grew dimmer and dimmer still until I sat amid the chaos. Out of darkness and from behind, the beast did lay me flat In vain, I cursed, and gnashed and wailed this fiend, now a hungry … [Read more...] about My Own Worst Enemy
Sometimes Here is a poem that I wrote about four years ago and it still applies. Sometimes I feel like throwing red paint on the clean white walls and writing my name somewhere small, like an artist. I feel like leaving it all full of dirt. My teachers lied. I feel like hiring a chef and a maid to do all the work I am supposed to do, but hate to do, and watching them do it all while I do … [Read more...] about Sometimes
Planning for Spring
Spring by Gerard Manley Hopkins Nothing is so beautiful as Spring – When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush; Thrush’s eggs look little low heavens, and thrush Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring The ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing; The glassy peartree leaves and blooms, they brush The descending blue; that blue is all in a rush With richness; the … [Read more...] about Planning for Spring
Keeping Up with Jane…my six year old!
Arrival She was aching and moaning and dying.The baby was never going to come out.She said silent prayers and then she shouted prayers.The world was spinning and blurry and blank.Someone pulled back her hair because she lookeddaunting and mad with locks hanging in front of her eyes.Her husband went to the bathroom as she cried.He cried too, in secret so no one could see.The baby was never going to … [Read more...] about Keeping Up with Jane…my six year old!