"talking too loudly..." Found Poetry

In silence
Head was splintered
Thoughts pressed an insistent finger
A murmur
After midnight
Let me call!
There's something wrong
I'm
tied
up

*I uncapitalized the title on purpose, so don't think I have grammar..*
I decided to draw a person in a straight jacket because something in this poem made me think of someone protesting and speaking their mind, but a higher force of authority decides their opinion is not valid and they should rid society of someone who decides to stand out.  This symbolized conforming to me and the consequences of not doing so.  The words "in silence" are placed over the subject's mouth because well, haven't I made that clear?

"Traveling in Your Imagination" and others... Spine Poetry

My first idea, it's kind of up to interpretation but my idea was getting carried away in your daydreams. The titles were all kind of fictional (well most of them) places and I started imagining what all these places would look like, just as the main character does.  She (because I imagine it to be a gir) tries to experience all these things in real life, trying to get out her shell.  To quote one of my favorite songs (and to sound pretentious whoops) "I tried living in the real world instead of a shell, but I was bored before I even began" and so they never came home.


Recycling a few books here and there but;

For fun;

Week of 10/2/14: Two Voice Poem

Prompt:  Two voice poem
Book:  The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde
Pages read - start to 75
*Just so you know, a lot of the lines in this are actual quotes from the book, I wanted to share them because they are interesting perspectives on subjects that are common.  I love the contradictoriness of this book, along with all of it's paradoxes.*  

             Dorian                                                                                   Lord Henry Wotten

                                                                                                  Ah, Dorian, you are so youthful  and innocent. Do not let humanity take that away from

you. Humanity takes itself to seriously.  It is the world's

original sin.  

Dear God, Henry!  I have never been more                                
fascinated; but do not taint me against life and humanity!
Do tell me, what is your opinion on marriage, I must know,
for there is the most brilliant lady I have my sights on...

Never marry at all, Dorian. Men marry

because they are tired; women, because they are

curious ; both are disappointed. 

You know, Basil warned me about you.  He told me not 

to listen to you, but I can't help but to listen to your views,

granted, I don't agree with all of your words... 

Words! Mere words! How terrible they

are!  How clear, and vivid, and cruel!

Words of paradox...

I feel as though I am not using my time to

it's potential.  You speak a lot about this, 

Henry...  I feel as though I am afraid...

Live! Live the wonderful life that is in you.  Be afraid

of nothing.  Let nothing be lost upon you. 

Let me speak, Basil!

Maybe you shall write this down someday? 

You would enlighten many. 

I am too fond of books to care to write them.

Let him listen!

My beauty is being wasted on sitting for portraits.

There you go...

How terrible this is!  I could be doing things now 

Yes...  Go on!  I have all day.

But alas, I have such a short time, I will never be able to

experience everything!

Some things are more precious because

they don't last long, Dorian.

But how you prattle on about experience?

Experience is merely the name men give their mistakes.

But to define is to limit.

What even made you take interest in me? 

Your desire to know, your beauty, and your youthful

passion..

It seems your ideologies and theories are an

excuse for a lack of human emotion, Lord Henry.

I have grown to love secrecy. 

I don't want to be at mercy of my emotions.  I want to use 

them, enjoy them, and to dominate them.  

I see, well I must get going.  Sibyl is to

be playing Juliet to-night.  

Yes, good night Dorian, remember;

The world is changed because you are made of

ivory and gold.  The curves of your lips rewrite history. 

*I thought it wise to end the poem there, I didn't want to rattle on and dilute this poem of it's meaning.  Take these quotes as you will, this book is not for everyone.  But certainly for me.*

My favorite: "Nowadays most people die of a sort of creeping common sense, and discover when it is too late that the only things one never regrets are one's mistakes.” 

Week of 10/2/14: Where I'm From poem

Week of 3/2/13: The Rook

Prompt: How have your feelings changed as you’ve been reading?
Pages: Start to 80

To be fair to the author, Daniel O'Malley, this is a great idea for a book.  Basically, it about the British Secret Service's supernatural wing that's kept hidden from the general public, the ones who don't have powers.  We start out as the main character loses her memory, and then takes the life (meaning becomes someone who agreed to it, she didn't kill the person who she now has the body of) of Myfawny (rhymes with Tiffany) Thomas.  In that part, I was really interested.  I thought this was a really cool idea and that the writing was clever and unique.  Though I still think those things, now I  am starting to see the author getting carried about with his own cleverness.  Some parts are over-explained, and the plot doesn't go anywhere, but then some parts go by in a flash and usually they're the most exciting parts.

That being said, I'm still interested in reading the book, but not anymore because of the writing or the characters, now it's just the ideas of the book.  One scene that saved a dull section was when Myfawny was recruited to be a Rook.  I liked the backstory, her learning her powers but no one discussing them with her.  As in most supernatural books, she learns of her destructively useful powers in her childhood, using the childhood cliche of falling out of a tree  to give the book a relatable aspect to it, although it's not supposed to. In particular, the scene where Myfawny and her parents are (basically) interrogated about her powers and her adoption into the Secret Service of 'Her Majesty'.  Usually, the government and hierarchy do not interest me, because I do not like them, but when there are like spies and crime involved it's totally cool xD.

Why does everything that I like start with M? Literally the three biggest things I am obsessed with are Myfawny from this book, Moriarty, and Morrissey.  I find it weird... back to the prompt though.  I guess I would call this book a roller coaster of good/boring writing and cool/boring scenes.  That's refreshing to have in a book because it seems like either I really like a book, or I read something like this and I have mixed feelings, which just makes me want to read it more. Also, I have a feeling that this book will be made into a movie and become a cult or huge hit.  Although it might just flop. Such is the case sometimes with unique things.

Week of 27/1/13: Autobiography (again)

Prompt: Do any of the characters feeling change as you’ve read? Explain why or why not.
Pages read: 260-390 (hopefully this will be the last blog, I mean really, if you want a better blog about this, go to the first one, I worked hard on it)

For this blog, 'characters' are obviously real people, as this is non-fiction.  Skewed truths, as this is an autobiography (duh) and the author has his own story/version/side.  You get the idea I hope?  Before I give you my answer, I will set the scene in this paragraph.  To make this easy to understand for someone who has not read the book, let's say post band that the author was in there was legal troubles and the members all had to go to court.  Sounds boring? Maybe a bit, but the commentary was a bit brilliant.  See in a court room, things happen between people.  To make this blog interesting to the reader let's just drop a few overused words like: Betrayal, Lies, Deceit.

His post-band members got along with him back in their heyday, but now after arguments and monetary issues, there have been tensions.  I'm not 100% sure, but I don't think any of the members communicate with each other any more.   So as I'm reading the book, friendship dwindles into nothing, and the 'characters' act like strangers, with maybe a slight grudge toward each other.  It's really quite interesting to see how an actual band works or worked, as all the general public gets to see today is faked media stories and statements from PR.  What I'm trying to say is that it is interesting to hear an actual first hand experience than from the normal journalists P.O.V.

I've become disenchanted with this prompt, so I guess I'll share some insight/observations I've gotten from this book.  Or I'll just complain about how long it is.  Either one is alright, there's not a huge difference, if that makes any sense.  Or maybe this is a not-so-clever way to write a third paragraph on a tired out topic.  Really, you should read my first blog on this, it's actually fun. You haven't checked yet?  Well then I'll give you some probably unwanted quotes from the book.  "Whenever I'd overhear how people found me to be 'a bit much' (which is the gentle way of saying the word 'unbearable'), I understood why. To myself I would say: Well, yes of course I'm a bit much — if I weren't, I would not be lit up by so many lights." is a favorite of mine.  Some people think that is egotistical, and they might be right, but it's still a great thing to say, unfortunately many people will take this quote the wrong way. I should let you decipher the meaning for yourself, but where's the fun in that... 

*In children's show voice* Oh Morrissey!

Week of 19/1/13: Autobiography

Prompt: Discuss what images appear in your mind as you read & how the author helped create those images.
Pages read: 102-270

*If you don't know who I'm talking about, read last week's blog.  You're too lazy to read that?  Then don't bother reading this, ugh.*

Morrissey, obviously the author of his own autobiography, goes into great detail about places like Manchester and the office at Rough Trade Records.  When he talks (and talks and talks and talks and talks and whines and moans and then makes some really humorous point) about his hometown of Manchester, I can vividly picture what it looks like.  Manchester seems a lot like Chicago actually (the people and it's economical state), except it seems a bit rainier and perhaps smaller.  Morrissey discusses in detail Manchester's drab, desolated schools in the 60's and 70's.  I picture white/pale green corridors that are empty, save for nuns running down them chasing after children (and their innocence).

When Moz (that's a popular shortening of his name, because you know, who needs to write things out anymore) talks about the Smiths recording sessions, I can picture these British rockers sitting around, bickering, and playing around the guitar and piano.  Morrissey's voice throughout the book, and from my prior knowledge about him, helps me imagine him whining through the session.  Which seems like it happened a lot.  Most of the time?  All of the time.  I do like that visual though, because they are great musicians/artists so it was really interesting to hear about their process of writing songs.

Finally, and wow, I'm really uninspired right now.  So as for this boring piece of writing: Deal with it!     To start again: One of my favorite scenes in this book is when Morrissey and David Bowie go to a restaurant together.  Now if you're wondering how that went, with both of their unique and bold personalities. When he describes the dialogue and the look on Bowie's face when he says a few things, I start to laugh, imagining that scene.  So I guess as you can see, this book, however annoying it may be to read, has some really interesting writing in it, and some scenes are actually quite humorous.