For English, we had to write "found poems", which are poems written using words or lines from other pieces of writing. This one uses "Oedipus Rex", a play by Sophocles.
This punishment
The house of death
I have sinned against both
So vilely
Strangling my own life
The rankness of my guilt
Safe in dark agony
Cancerous
Within me
Hurl me into the sea
A tight cell of misery
I am sick
You, drinking my father’s blood
Beyond all recollection
Blank to light
And sound
rapunzel.in.black
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Carelessness
I was very suddenly and randomly inspired, so I wrote this in like, 10 minutes, so it will probably end up being revised at least once...or twice...
Carelessness
Of the black bird
That delivered the deaths
Of me and my soul
The black bird forgets
To remember my pain
So it is still alive
Within the confines of my skin
And unrest takes over
Tormenting each day
And torturing the body
Until it is broken and gone
Restlessly turning
Under the ground
That traps me within
My prison of earth
The flowers are not daisies
That grow over me
They are dark stars
That won’t leave me at peace
Carelessness
Of the black bird
That delivered the deaths
Of me and my soul
The black bird forgets
To remember my pain
So it is still alive
Within the confines of my skin
And unrest takes over
Tormenting each day
And torturing the body
Until it is broken and gone
Restlessly turning
Under the ground
That traps me within
My prison of earth
The flowers are not daisies
That grow over me
They are dark stars
That won’t leave me at peace
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Doing some reflecting...
Well, I was going through some of my older posts on this blog today, and I realized just how much I have changed in the course of about 1 and a half years. It made me feel kind of bad about how happy and not-caring I used to be, as cliche as that sounds. So here is a poem in honor of how things change too fast...
November
The delicate sheen
Of thin coats of ice
A silvery petal on each
Of the roses
The pale light
From the November sun
Dances in reflections
Skating over the ice
Even the thorns
Glisten in the light
Misleadingly beckoning
To prick your finger
The roses must be cut
Severed from their source
To save them from
A withered fate
Save them from
Slowly turning black
And dying
Inch by inch
But it is hard to watch
As the ice melts away
And drips slowly down
The frail bouquet
And I almost think
I would prefer to see
A blackened, withered
Deadly rose
Than rip away
These few moments
Of precious time
In pale November light
rapunzel.in.black
November
The delicate sheen
Of thin coats of ice
A silvery petal on each
Of the roses
The pale light
From the November sun
Dances in reflections
Skating over the ice
Even the thorns
Glisten in the light
Misleadingly beckoning
To prick your finger
The roses must be cut
Severed from their source
To save them from
A withered fate
Save them from
Slowly turning black
And dying
Inch by inch
But it is hard to watch
As the ice melts away
And drips slowly down
The frail bouquet
And I almost think
I would prefer to see
A blackened, withered
Deadly rose
Than rip away
These few moments
Of precious time
In pale November light
rapunzel.in.black
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
10 Ways She's Gone
This isn't a poem, it's actually a drabble I wrote for fanfiction, but it turned out pretty good, so here you go...
10 Ways She's Gone
1
She doesn’t pay attention when people are talking anymore…blank stares are all it takes.
2
Teachers are starting to get irritated when they discover her staring out the window, oblivious to what is going on in class.
3
Her friends want to know what’s going on, but she hides from them, and always seems to be in another world.
4
She locks herself in the bathroom and loses herself, tearing her skin apart by running the blade slowly over it.
5
She disappears into the crowd, swathing herself in black, trying not to be seen.
6
Her hair hangs in a curtain over her face, black as night, hiding her from unwelcome stares.
7
When she sleeps, the look on her face is one of such pain that people wonder what nightmares she is having.
8
Day by day she loses friends, and day by day she loses herself.
9
She hung herself yesterday.
10
She was so far gone that it hardly made a difference.
If anyone is interested in reading my fanfiction, here is the link to my author's page...
http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1135327/
10 Ways She's Gone
1
She doesn’t pay attention when people are talking anymore…blank stares are all it takes.
2
Teachers are starting to get irritated when they discover her staring out the window, oblivious to what is going on in class.
3
Her friends want to know what’s going on, but she hides from them, and always seems to be in another world.
4
She locks herself in the bathroom and loses herself, tearing her skin apart by running the blade slowly over it.
5
She disappears into the crowd, swathing herself in black, trying not to be seen.
6
Her hair hangs in a curtain over her face, black as night, hiding her from unwelcome stares.
7
When she sleeps, the look on her face is one of such pain that people wonder what nightmares she is having.
8
Day by day she loses friends, and day by day she loses herself.
9
She hung herself yesterday.
10
She was so far gone that it hardly made a difference.
If anyone is interested in reading my fanfiction, here is the link to my author's page...
http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1135327/
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