Wisdom

To burn a sharp cloud in the sky,

means to bruise the red blue on the ground.

To bite a frog is as important to the dog as to kiss.

To say the rock is the moon is a wavering subject to the eye.

To bite sharp rocks is wavering of the mouth.

To burn is to say nay through the eye of a frog.

To say there is nothing a red moon could not say,

 in order to kiss the dog during the day.

To bruise the blue off the leg of the cloud is of importance.

To bite is to say your mouth is speechless.

To burn the rocks by the important moon is nothing a frog couldn’t do on an off day.

To kiss a sharp eye is wavering the odds of a blue soul.

To bruise a dog in the presence of a red cloud is meaningless.

Lit 1102

From drama to fiction to poetry i have emerged victoriously! This semesters Lit class has expanded my knowledge of literature. From the beginning when we wrote about our food products and going above and beyond what we really see when we see food was an eye opener for me. It made me question different varieties of subjects on food topics because the class expanded its topic range so we covered a lot behind the scene facts. Then with our Drama period when we look into different plays and writings from different periods. I found this enthusiastic because i pictured my self in the writers shoes as they were experiencing what they were writing. Then onward to the short short fiction period where we looked into many different types of short fiction stories. A Rose for Emily was one of my favorites in this category. I was disturbing and exciting at the same time. Then we had a short time talking about Aurthur Miller one of my favorite writers of all time. Then finally we close with poetry which is my favorite type of literature category. I love breaking down different poems and hearing different opinions about the same type of writing. The most exciting part of this literary category is the poem presentation which i am having a blast cooking up. I was introduced to many new and emotional poems such as "Funeral Blues" which is the actual poem i am doing my presentation on. All in all this Lit class has been so eye opening and down right FUN. The class itself was participating in many projects and the teacher Mrs. Lindberg is the definition of a Literature Teacher. 

I Dream

 

 I Dream

 

i look out my window and dream of better days

i dream of a world in happy ways.

i dream of a  love that can bloom like a rose in June 

it can play the perfect romantic tune.

i dream of a life deeper than this 

i dream as a way to be more than what is. 

i dream because there is only today 

and tomorrow is something that comes what may.

i will dream.