This just poured out of me. It was almost frightening. It was almost like my 11 year old self was writing it through me. I hope the jerky quality of the stanzas and the language helps to capture her POV. Itís far from perfect ... but I think itís something sheís needed to say for a long time.
ok everyone i got together with a terrific poet here her name is PWCA [link] and we decided to do a collaborative piece..so please stop by her place and let her know what you think of the poem poem can be found here [link] .
this peice has a lot of emotions spilled into it, and its NOT a wallpaper music i was listening to at the time of creation was 'infected mushroom'. i really hope everyone enjoys it. i think its my best peice to date.
the picture used in the back can be found in the stock photo section, it was taken by a wonderful photographer that everyone is familiar with around here named krash [link] so if you haven't already..go check out his stuff as well.
link for krash has been fixed...thanks whoisnot...i'm an idiot at times ugh....TYPO...peirce = pierce...
thank you for looking and enjoy.
WOW! One night, and I already have 34 faves?!? I got about a quarter through thanking everyone personally, but there are so many left that I'll probably get carpal tunnel from being on the comp so long! Just kidding. But I really wanna say thank you!!!! Thanks, EVERYONE who read this poem, and THANK YOU everyone who faved it! It is greatly appreciated!
I really should not write poetry while listening to songs from Quest for Camelot.
I had been listening to the opening song - "United We Stand" and I was remembering 9-11-01 (mostly because of [link] ) and the aftermath when everyone was saying that exact phrase. And then I was thinking "How united is America? Do we really have the right to call ourselves 'The United States of America'?"
In my opinion, we don't have the right to call ourselves that. Because, as a people, we are so divided and so seperated from each other, we seem to have lost the idea of what "united" means. What exactly is America "united" under, if every day we are killing/discriminating against others for some stupid reason?
Does it really matter what colour a person's skin is, or a person's sexual preferance? Does it really matter what religion a person follows, or what one does for a living? Does it really matter who a person voted for in the election? Is any of this reason enough to kick your child out of the house, or beat a person to death over?
So, I am asking you, America. How united are we?
...I guess this poem also kinda goes along with [link]
This one is yet another contest entry. (Yes, I thrive on contests, I can't resist them ) I don't have much to say about it as such, except that it's not about MPD, even though it sounds like it. Critique is welcome <3
EDIT: Yes, this one needs work, but I figured I'd put it up anyway. Especially after *PiccolaRia made this absolutely gorgeous picture to go with it! She's captured the colours, the emotions and the environment's PERFECTLY! Yes, she's made of total awesome.