Post by thuhjesheekuh on Jul 25, 2005 0:09:53 GMT
Wow, all these sad poems. Am I the only one who writes when I'm happy? I don't have anywhere to post my poetry yet, so I'll just post it right in here! I was bored (as the titles imply) when I wrote these, but I was still in a good mood. The first one was written in 10th grade and the second in 11th. I think they shall be in a series that will be continued this year and into college as well!
"Boredom"
Cross ankles, uncross, cross, uncross, cross, uncross
Stare at clock, look away, two minutes later feels like ten minutes later
Scribble, scribble, look at clock, look away, look again
Untie shoe, tie again, switch the foot, do the same
Look at clock, look away, clean fingernails, look again
Fix your hair, wipe your glasses, fix your clothes, wipe your-… nose
Read a sentence, close the book, try again, close the book
Look at clock, look away, try a nap, look again
Drum your fingers, tap your foot, hum a bit, again the book
Book is boring, look at clock, look away, cross your ankles
RIIIIIING!!!!
Look at clock, look away, grab your stuff and run away…!
"Still Bored"
Cross ankles, uncross, cross, uncross
Look at clock, look away, look at calendar, look away
How many days since the end was here?
How many more till the end this year?
It was gone but came once more
And so I sit here, ever bored
Many days have since gone by
And many more have yet to fly
I’ve scribbled lots and tied my shoes
(Whoa, I’ve got some déjà vu)
Fixed my hair, fixed my clothes, wiped my glasses, wiped my nose
I remember my book, but then I grouse
This morning I left it at the house
Look at clock, look away, calendar, then away
Maybe some homework, work for home
Dang! It’s finished, it’s all done!
Drum my fingers tap my foot
Hum a bit, I want my book!
Cross ankles, uncross, cross, uncross
Wiggle my toes, twiddle my thumb
Why’s it have to be so dumb?
Look at clock, look away, clean fingernails, look again
Cross ankles, uncross, cross, cry for book, uncross
Look at clock, look away, “BOOK!”, look at calendar
RIIIIIING!!!!
Look at clock, look away, grab my stuff and run away!
…But then I remember tomorrow-day
So I slow my step and mutter, “Hooray…”
"Boredom"
Cross ankles, uncross, cross, uncross, cross, uncross
Stare at clock, look away, two minutes later feels like ten minutes later
Scribble, scribble, look at clock, look away, look again
Untie shoe, tie again, switch the foot, do the same
Look at clock, look away, clean fingernails, look again
Fix your hair, wipe your glasses, fix your clothes, wipe your-… nose
Read a sentence, close the book, try again, close the book
Look at clock, look away, try a nap, look again
Drum your fingers, tap your foot, hum a bit, again the book
Book is boring, look at clock, look away, cross your ankles
RIIIIIING!!!!
Look at clock, look away, grab your stuff and run away…!
"Still Bored"
Cross ankles, uncross, cross, uncross
Look at clock, look away, look at calendar, look away
How many days since the end was here?
How many more till the end this year?
It was gone but came once more
And so I sit here, ever bored
Many days have since gone by
And many more have yet to fly
I’ve scribbled lots and tied my shoes
(Whoa, I’ve got some déjà vu)
Fixed my hair, fixed my clothes, wiped my glasses, wiped my nose
I remember my book, but then I grouse
This morning I left it at the house
Look at clock, look away, calendar, then away
Maybe some homework, work for home
Dang! It’s finished, it’s all done!
Drum my fingers tap my foot
Hum a bit, I want my book!
Cross ankles, uncross, cross, uncross
Wiggle my toes, twiddle my thumb
Why’s it have to be so dumb?
Look at clock, look away, clean fingernails, look again
Cross ankles, uncross, cross, cry for book, uncross
Look at clock, look away, “BOOK!”, look at calendar
RIIIIIING!!!!
Look at clock, look away, grab my stuff and run away!
…But then I remember tomorrow-day
So I slow my step and mutter, “Hooray…”
), but that's pretty good. I just came across one of my favorite poems of all time. Ninth grade I believe...