Deeper
Poetry: too many restricting rules.
To string words coherently is my desire,
A mass of confusion, glist'ning like jewels,
Jumbled together in a raging fire,
Spiraling upwards just to meet no end,
Scratching and scribbling, my pen is flying.
No control, ev'rywhere ne'er to descend,
No bound'ries. Color, shapes, never dying.
Thoughts bursting out with every twist and turn,
Taking a slice of my mind to display
A maze. Confusing, dead ends that I spurn,
Non-continuous thoughts, what does it say?
Darkness, depths of my mind. I, the keeper
Try to
Current Residence: St. Mary's City Favourite genre of music: anything but country Favourite style of art: surrealisn Operating System: snow leopard MP3 player of choice: ron [my ipod mini] Wallpaper of choice: changes each day Favourite cartoon character: Yoshi ^^
Favourite Visual Artist
salvador dali, magritte, o'keefe, van gogh
Favourite Movies
Fellowship of the Ring, The Two Towers, The Return of the King, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire,