I never thought of running
My feet just led the way.
I like: glow sticks, metaphors, movies [[everything from Donnie Darko to Good Will Hunting to Fight Club]], music [[everything from Bright Eyes, to The Beatles, to Elliott Smith, to Regina Spektor]] and unique people who can make me laugh.
Poetry is not an expression of the party line.
It's that time at night, lying in bed,
thinking what you really think,
making the private world public,
that's what the poet does.
~-Allen Ginsberg-~
As others were- I have not seen
As others saw - I could not bring
My passions from a common spring
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow - I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone
And all I loved -I loved alone
Then -in my childhood in the dawn
Of a most stormy life was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still
From the torrent, or the fountain
From the red cliff of the mountain
From the sun that around me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by
From the thunder, and the storm
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view
- -Edgar Allen Poe- -
So I figured maybe I should write something about my work? Well, if you go into my older stuff it's all rhyming, but the newer is more random and not necessarily something most people can relate to. If you like my new stuff, you probably won't believe I actually wrote the older stuff. I actually think about deleting them sometimes, but it would feel weird, so I leave it. You decide which you like better! Thanks to all who take the time to read
"And by the way, everything in life is writable about
if you have the outgoing guts to do it,
and the imagination to improvise.
The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt."
-Sylvia Plath
DON'T GO TOO FAR,
STAY WHO YOU ARE.
elliott-smith
~Haley~
My feet just led the way.
I like: glow sticks, metaphors, movies [[everything from Donnie Darko to Good Will Hunting to Fight Club]], music [[everything from Bright Eyes, to The Beatles, to Elliott Smith, to Regina Spektor]] and unique people who can make me laugh.
Poetry is not an expression of the party line.
It's that time at night, lying in bed,
thinking what you really think,
making the private world public,
that's what the poet does.
~-Allen Ginsberg-~
As others were- I have not seen
As others saw - I could not bring
My passions from a common spring
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow - I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone
And all I loved -I loved alone
Then -in my childhood in the dawn
Of a most stormy life was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still
From the torrent, or the fountain
From the red cliff of the mountain
From the sun that around me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by
From the thunder, and the storm
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view
- -Edgar Allen Poe- -
So I figured maybe I should write something about my work? Well, if you go into my older stuff it's all rhyming, but the newer is more random and not necessarily something most people can relate to. If you like my new stuff, you probably won't believe I actually wrote the older stuff. I actually think about deleting them sometimes, but it would feel weird, so I leave it. You decide which you like better! Thanks to all who take the time to read
"And by the way, everything in life is writable about
if you have the outgoing guts to do it,
and the imagination to improvise.
The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt."
-Sylvia Plath
DON'T GO TOO FAR,
STAY WHO YOU ARE.
elliott-smith
~Haley~
- Last seen on Oct 28 8:16 AM. Member since August 8, 2004.
- I'm a opaline dream poet for 993 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "There's nothing worse than being ordinary".
- I am a 17 year old girl (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a super freak.




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The only friend who will look you in the eye.
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MoonHelixEpiphany on November 5So this is Buki with another screen name, I know we used to talk and I'm hoping to continue doing that

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PrettyBlueJeans on March 17i'm hoping you'll update with something sooooon

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KyleW : hey on June 19, 2008i love your poems. do you have AIM? mine is earthtokyle
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