I keep him grounded
When he takes off I go right along with him
With yeah old mud,
clinging to me forever, for fear that if I am washed his luck will turn
With every step I feel the urgency to move faster
the pull to keep going
When we first got together I didn't know if I could handle a pro
but through time I have shown my self to be worthy of taking a good beating,
And putting up a great fight.
Together we are winners, and without me he can't play.
I'm the untouchable, just like him.
I was built to win.
Created to enhance the performance of any foot I touch.
I am the ultimate cleat. I am the ultimate athlete.
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Amandas Indy Teach
Original Lines:
I grew up Happy
But every copy of "Oh the places you'll go" needs to be burned
Law fun Interrogation
You Provided the World
Another afternoon of cliche speeches and name reading
I am from Dandelions
My Poem:
You provided the world
I grew up happy
Sometimes your "Law fun interrogation" was a bit over the top at times
But your copy of "oh the places you'll go" needs to be burned
Another afternoon of cliche speeches on Friday's before I made my evening plans
The redundant name reading of the places I could not go, was endless
The poem I wrote "I am from dandelions" is still plastered on the refrigerator
Displayed in all its glory.
You provided the love
I grew up happy
Sometimes your hugs were a little too tight
But every one was full of unconditional affection
Another afternoon of laughs
Displayed in the living room window for all eyes to see
You provided the love and in turn you gave me the world
My Mentor, My Guidence, My Mom
I grew up Happy
But every copy of "Oh the places you'll go" needs to be burned
Law fun Interrogation
You Provided the World
Another afternoon of cliche speeches and name reading
I am from Dandelions
My Poem:
You provided the world
I grew up happy
Sometimes your "Law fun interrogation" was a bit over the top at times
But your copy of "oh the places you'll go" needs to be burned
Another afternoon of cliche speeches on Friday's before I made my evening plans
The redundant name reading of the places I could not go, was endless
The poem I wrote "I am from dandelions" is still plastered on the refrigerator
Displayed in all its glory.
You provided the love
I grew up happy
Sometimes your hugs were a little too tight
But every one was full of unconditional affection
Another afternoon of laughs
Displayed in the living room window for all eyes to see
You provided the love and in turn you gave me the world
My Mentor, My Guidence, My Mom
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Letter
Man...Ashley let me tell you what happened to me this weekend. So basically remember how we were talking about not coming to class on Monday. And neither of us did. Well I am just telling you to be careful what you wish for. So anyway I went home this weekend, and I really didn't feel like coming back to school at all. So I am running around around town trying to visit everyone and burn as much time as possible. So I go out to eat with my dad and that was cool. So next I was headed to my sisters apartment to see her new cat. I pull out of the Denny's parking lot and I hear something scrapping against the ground. ITS MY MUFFLER! It feel off out of no where. Well I can't say no where because my car had been running loud all day but still. So I immediately call my dad and tell him to come back. And he comes to help me in his 2007 red H2 HUMMER! I was pissed because why am I riding around in this piece of shit and he gets to ride in a brand new truck. WTF but anyway I couldn't come back to school until the next day. So I missed all my classes and was behind on all my homework. So i am just warning you. Be careful what you wish for.
Hoping...
Hoping to change the world some day
Hoping the smiles will always stay
Hoping that school will prepare me for life
Hoping that someone takes my shift tonight
Hoping to talk to my friends currently lost
Hoping to see my mom get better
Hoping to catch the tears before they fall
Hoping to get my back off the wall
Hoping to get A NEW CAR SOON
Hoping to have time to clean my room
Hoping to finish this semester in one piece
Hoping to get some much needed sleep
Hoping that I get good grades in my classes.
Hoping the smiles will always stay
Hoping that school will prepare me for life
Hoping that someone takes my shift tonight
Hoping to talk to my friends currently lost
Hoping to see my mom get better
Hoping to catch the tears before they fall
Hoping to get my back off the wall
Hoping to get A NEW CAR SOON
Hoping to have time to clean my room
Hoping to finish this semester in one piece
Hoping to get some much needed sleep
Hoping that I get good grades in my classes.
Tick Tock
Time passes so fast,
Even when it feels like it goes so slow
Stress Free eyes
are now weathered by long nights of study groups and papers due
Security of home is now gone
In order to make a home 4 myself
How much time will it truly take
I would love to go back to that new years day
When smiles came easy, and homework did too
When time was simplistic, and it didn't run out
When my mind wasn't full of graduation doubt
When time was just time, Just minutes on a clock
When I didn't need time and time didn't need me.
Tick Tock Tick Tock once was so easy
Even when it feels like it goes so slow
Stress Free eyes
are now weathered by long nights of study groups and papers due
Security of home is now gone
In order to make a home 4 myself
How much time will it truly take
I would love to go back to that new years day
When smiles came easy, and homework did too
When time was simplistic, and it didn't run out
When my mind wasn't full of graduation doubt
When time was just time, Just minutes on a clock
When I didn't need time and time didn't need me.
Tick Tock Tick Tock once was so easy
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Found Poetry Project
Words I chose:
Saturday
Mind on a ride
Basement Party
Reunion
Fall in love
Generation dance
Sing
Soul
This basement party was a lot different from the one's I can remember
It wasn't about food for your soul
But food for your mind
A reunion of changed faces, weathered with age
Meet again for the first time in years
Since walking across the portable graduation stage in the gym
Things sure have changed since Saturday morning watching cartoons down here
Listening to loud calls from above "you guys better not touch my beer"
All the questions about where have you been and what have you done have been answered,
An old generation dances with the thoughts of being young
Singing old songs that have already been sung
Trying to fall in love with youth again,
At the basement party, with classic, unforgettable, friends
Saturday
Mind on a ride
Basement Party
Reunion
Fall in love
Generation dance
Sing
Soul
This basement party was a lot different from the one's I can remember
It wasn't about food for your soul
But food for your mind
A reunion of changed faces, weathered with age
Meet again for the first time in years
Since walking across the portable graduation stage in the gym
Things sure have changed since Saturday morning watching cartoons down here
Listening to loud calls from above "you guys better not touch my beer"
All the questions about where have you been and what have you done have been answered,
An old generation dances with the thoughts of being young
Singing old songs that have already been sung
Trying to fall in love with youth again,
At the basement party, with classic, unforgettable, friends
Monday, November 5, 2007
Fire Write
To whom this may concern,
I am writing about the healthcare issue plaguing America today. If you’re wondering if I have a job, the answer is I do. I do have a job, but I am not insured. I actually have 2 jobs to be more precise. I work a 40 hour week between both jobs. I am working a full work week, just not at one location. I use the same social security number at both jobs, but yet this countries feels that I don’t deserve to have medical insurance. I am working the “full-time” hours to have medical insurance. My solution to this issue is that it should be the number of hours worked per week, not at what place. There are millions of Americans like me who are working 2 part time jobs, which equal 1 full-time job because our employers refuse to give us part-time workers the luxury of being full-time slaves. So I believe the federal government should provide health care for us non-technical full-time workers. Or make the employers split the medical care, if we are working two part-time jobs that meet the full-time requirements. Something should be done immediately to relieve us hard working Americans who are being swept under the rug by medical care requirements our employers cannot provide. I am a working citizen, I am not looking for a handout, just an alternative to the massive problem I am battling on a daily basis.
Thank you for your time, Michelle Randall
I am writing about the healthcare issue plaguing America today. If you’re wondering if I have a job, the answer is I do. I do have a job, but I am not insured. I actually have 2 jobs to be more precise. I work a 40 hour week between both jobs. I am working a full work week, just not at one location. I use the same social security number at both jobs, but yet this countries feels that I don’t deserve to have medical insurance. I am working the “full-time” hours to have medical insurance. My solution to this issue is that it should be the number of hours worked per week, not at what place. There are millions of Americans like me who are working 2 part time jobs, which equal 1 full-time job because our employers refuse to give us part-time workers the luxury of being full-time slaves. So I believe the federal government should provide health care for us non-technical full-time workers. Or make the employers split the medical care, if we are working two part-time jobs that meet the full-time requirements. Something should be done immediately to relieve us hard working Americans who are being swept under the rug by medical care requirements our employers cannot provide. I am a working citizen, I am not looking for a handout, just an alternative to the massive problem I am battling on a daily basis.
Thank you for your time, Michelle Randall
Why do stars shine?
"Who needs a friend"
One day the moon and earth were having a casual conversation about the sun. The moon says to the earth. You and the sun are like best friends, the sun shines on you and the people come out to play. You and the sun have the people to play with and watch but who do I have. The moon turns away from the earth with a sad look on his face. I wish I had people to play with, nighttime is so lonely. He turns back to the earth and says, "I never get to talk to the sun because whenever he comes out I always have to go away." The earth says to the moon well I could give him a message for you if you would like. The moon now has a huge smile on his face. The earth says, "what would you like me to tell him? The moon begins to think hard. He wonders, "what could the sun do for me? He turns to the earth and says some company would be nice. The earth says, "is that all?" Yes, that's is all just a little company. says the moon. Mother earth says, alright, I will tell Mr. Sun first thing in the morning.
The next morning mother earth tells the sun the moons request. Mr. Sun says, no problem I never knew Mr. Moon was so lonely. I have just the thing that will give Mr. Moon exactly what he needs. Mr. Sun spends the whole day talking to his son Ray. Ray I would like you and your millions of brothers and sisters to keep Mr. Moon some company at night. So when you travel outside the earth, stay in the sky and become Mr. Moon's super stars. Do you think Mr. Moon would like that? Ray answers yes. Mr. Sun says don't worry you will have all of your brothers and sisters up there with you to keep you company. Ray smiles. Your right, I'll go as soon as you go to sleep.
When Mr. Moon comes out for the night, he notices Ray shining brightly next to him. Hello I'm Mr.Sun's son Ray. I have come to keep you company during the long nights.
One day the moon and earth were having a casual conversation about the sun. The moon says to the earth. You and the sun are like best friends, the sun shines on you and the people come out to play. You and the sun have the people to play with and watch but who do I have. The moon turns away from the earth with a sad look on his face. I wish I had people to play with, nighttime is so lonely. He turns back to the earth and says, "I never get to talk to the sun because whenever he comes out I always have to go away." The earth says to the moon well I could give him a message for you if you would like. The moon now has a huge smile on his face. The earth says, "what would you like me to tell him? The moon begins to think hard. He wonders, "what could the sun do for me? He turns to the earth and says some company would be nice. The earth says, "is that all?" Yes, that's is all just a little company. says the moon. Mother earth says, alright, I will tell Mr. Sun first thing in the morning.
The next morning mother earth tells the sun the moons request. Mr. Sun says, no problem I never knew Mr. Moon was so lonely. I have just the thing that will give Mr. Moon exactly what he needs. Mr. Sun spends the whole day talking to his son Ray. Ray I would like you and your millions of brothers and sisters to keep Mr. Moon some company at night. So when you travel outside the earth, stay in the sky and become Mr. Moon's super stars. Do you think Mr. Moon would like that? Ray answers yes. Mr. Sun says don't worry you will have all of your brothers and sisters up there with you to keep you company. Ray smiles. Your right, I'll go as soon as you go to sleep.
When Mr. Moon comes out for the night, he notices Ray shining brightly next to him. Hello I'm Mr.Sun's son Ray. I have come to keep you company during the long nights.
Nature Free Write
"Man, it took me all day to cover that driveway," says old man winter. Every year you humans find new and better ways to keep me from doing my job. I am supposed to blow snow everywhere, sorry if it gets on your private driveway. I thought I was spreading winter bliss, but year after year I get more and more complaints. And yes, they do hurt my feelings from time to time. Comments like I can't wait until spring, and let's not even talk about ground hog day. What's wrong with a few more weeks of winter? More time for ski trips and snow ball fights. I'm just saying where is the love?
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