Post by The Counter Cultist(Sawyer) on Jan 26, 2010 16:30:17 GMT -5
Where Am I From?
Where Am I From?
I am from the Isle of Emeralds
I am from the Sloping Highlands
I am from the vast Mediteranean Vineyards
I am from The cold Cossack Mountains
And I am also from the Dark Forests of Central Europe
I am from Ted and Stacy
The pair that raised me
And kindled my fire for learning so that it would be;
Forever Burning
Excellent Cooks of Homemade Italian Style Pizza(Mama Mia)
And excellent chocolate macadamia nut cookies.
I am From Writng
My Pen dancing across the paper,
My Fingers flying across a keyboard
An Old Dusty Box
At the Back of My Closet
Holding My Multiple Personalities
My Avatars of-
Courage
Happiness
Sarcasm
As well as Great Evil and Anger.
My creations, My extensions.
I am from Music,
It is a source of Happiness, Sorrow, Anger, and Laughter.
It opens my mind and my inner self,
More so than my weaving and dancing pen could ever accomplish
The beautiful symphonies of Beethoven
To the dark grimy sounds of Blues inspired Metal.
When I play
Or when I listen
I remember memories
Of Simpler Days
When all I cared about was meeting with friends, climbing trees, and causing trouble.
Alas those days are gone
And with Them,
The carefree young blue eyed boy.
first time doing something other then couplets....
comments appreciated.
Where Am I From?
I am from the Isle of Emeralds
I am from the Sloping Highlands
I am from the vast Mediteranean Vineyards
I am from The cold Cossack Mountains
And I am also from the Dark Forests of Central Europe
I am from Ted and Stacy
The pair that raised me
And kindled my fire for learning so that it would be;
Forever Burning
Excellent Cooks of Homemade Italian Style Pizza(Mama Mia)
And excellent chocolate macadamia nut cookies.
I am From Writng
My Pen dancing across the paper,
My Fingers flying across a keyboard
An Old Dusty Box
At the Back of My Closet
Holding My Multiple Personalities
My Avatars of-
Courage
Happiness
Sarcasm
As well as Great Evil and Anger.
My creations, My extensions.
I am from Music,
It is a source of Happiness, Sorrow, Anger, and Laughter.
It opens my mind and my inner self,
More so than my weaving and dancing pen could ever accomplish
The beautiful symphonies of Beethoven
To the dark grimy sounds of Blues inspired Metal.
When I play
Or when I listen
I remember memories
Of Simpler Days
When all I cared about was meeting with friends, climbing trees, and causing trouble.
Alas those days are gone
And with Them,
The carefree young blue eyed boy.
first time doing something other then couplets....
comments appreciated.
