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exam

i.

swallowed thick
in silence
i stammer while
paper blinks
at the whites of eyes
like a mirage
of lethal cursors



ii.

i pretend to write
furious love letters
to god or shakespeare
while really i think about
declaring war on the
white-walled rooms &
attacking the emptiness
with crayons



iii.

time spins itself
colourless daisy petals
who hang in the air
like a single breath --
but we all land
six feet under earth
whether we are
alpha or omega




Author notes

An extension of three freewrites from earlier this evening. Yep, year eleven end-of-year exams start tomorrow, and I'm writing poetry instead of studying! ;D

xx

DancingRed.

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  • Naridill gold member
    September 25, 2007

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    I loved this, was simply stunning, the word play, the creative imagery and simply the style, it worked well together and added alot to itself.

    Much luck


  • Cherokee
    September 23, 2007

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    I know I've commented on this but I don't see the comment. You know I love this poem. It is so creative and original. Really cool!


  • flight
    September 22, 2007
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    Gorgouse.
    peace to all ~flight


  • Artemis Gem
    September 19, 2007

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    i pretend to write
    furious love letters
    to god or shakespeare
    while really i think about
    declaring war on the
    white-walled rooms &
    attacking the emptiness
    with crayons

    wow---I so can relate to all of this! very well done!

    great piece, portraying the thoughts of any stressed student! haha==i get distracted and write poetry when I should study as well....lolz

    keep it up!

    pegleg


  • SignifyingNothing
    September 19, 2007

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    A person after my own heart, writing poetry instead of studying. And good poetry too. Great two poems about writer's block. I'll be honest, I'm not sure how the last one relates to the first two, but I like them regardless.


  • Chrysalis
    September 17, 2007
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    argh exams...

    good thing our midterms are over and done... just have to wait for the final JUDGEMENT then. Lolz. forget the exams? probably... cause you're already producing such great poems... so yeah Forget it... I'll bet you don't even have to study anymore... hmm smart one you are!
    anywayz...
    Cheers
    -Blanche


    • DancingRed
      September 17, 2007
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      sadly even the greatest poetry has NO place in a maths exam.

      • Chrysalis
        September 17, 2007

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        HOW TRUE!!!

        no wonder I'm getting those grades in math...
        but I already know that for I truly suck at that subject.


  • crimsonfury
    September 16, 2007

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    i would rather sit here and read through all your poems than unearth my maths book. i'd choose metaphors over parabolas any time.

    i know i should study, but i can't bring myself to find a pen. when i go poorly it will be all my fault. i suppose i should have established some study patterns now, so when the HSC comes its not such an overwhelming shock.

    but still, words make more sense than numbers.
    (and though mr duncan thinks otherwise, i find words to be much more beautiful!)


    endless love to you on this fine exam day,
    tegen
    x

    • DancingRed
      September 16, 2007

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      thank you endlessly for being my bright spark of sunshine today.
      i don't think i'm going to get much maths done today either; the poetry and the music is too inviting.
      err well, only year eleven, right?


  • Tangled Angle
    September 16, 2007

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    Forget about studying, lol, you're writing brilliance.

    I do this all of the time.. my mind is just always in poetry mode, even when I am grounded from AP.

    Ha... [hence the fact that I'm logged in right now]


  • FeedYourHeadMeg
    September 16, 2007

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    My favorite is stanza number two, although I think they're all really great.

    "i pretend to write
    furious love letters
    to god or shakespeare" is my favorite of the poem.

    And "time spins itself
    colourless daisy petals
    who [i think you mean THAT not WHO?] hang in the air
    like a single breath --
    but we all land
    six feet under earth
    whether we are
    alpha or omega" that third stanza is my 2nd favorite, although hard to choose!

    Keep writing, you're so good at it!


  • layla.
    September 16, 2007

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    Amazing... but tsk tsk... er... let me just come to the "yum yum" imagery. You did it again hun.
    Study? Oh that is a word right? No, seriously, good luck

    -Esha

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