Dear Journal:
As promised, below is one of the poems one of my classmates wrote as an assignment for our creative writing class. I also want to post one more that was written by another classmate, but she left class last night before I could ask her. Can I just say that being around all these young creative individuals is really awesome! I love the fact that they see the world with fresh eyes. Most of my classmates are probably half my age, yet I truly respect their opinions, some are really passionate about their ideas. I truly enjoy being around them and being able to learn from them. Remember journal, everything and everyone in front of us is our teacher!
The Present
By: Krystina Miller
Future, stop playing hard to get.
if i believed in eternity i'd become a wedding planner
speaking of bullshit,
Flowers shouldn't cost so much money.
Nature shouldn't cost so much money.
there's such little color in the city
if i wanted everlasting dark i'd just turn off my Sun
i feel so bad for the shivering Dogs scraping the concrete after they piss
i never wanted my feet fettered in shoes to protect me from the Earth
nor my Beans to be canned
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As promised, below is one of the poems one of my classmates wrote as an assignment for our creative writing class. I also want to post one more that was written by another classmate, but she left class last night before I could ask her. Can I just say that being around all these young creative individuals is really awesome! I love the fact that they see the world with fresh eyes. Most of my classmates are probably half my age, yet I truly respect their opinions, some are really passionate about their ideas. I truly enjoy being around them and being able to learn from them. Remember journal, everything and everyone in front of us is our teacher!
The Present
By: Krystina Miller
Future, stop playing hard to get.
if i believed in eternity i'd become a wedding planner
speaking of bullshit,
Flowers shouldn't cost so much money.
Nature shouldn't cost so much money.
there's such little color in the city
if i wanted everlasting dark i'd just turn off my Sun
i feel so bad for the shivering Dogs scraping the concrete after they piss
i never wanted my feet fettered in shoes to protect me from the Earth
nor my Beans to be canned
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