Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts

Saturday, November 24, 2012

Ode to the Beef Patty (free verse)


Golden brown envelope
Flaky crust light with just with slightest crunch
Spiced underneath with steamy lust
Not violated with alien injection of cheese and tomatoes
Nor to be mentioned the cold crisp of bitter lettuce
For this desecration many taste buds have perished

Instead it virtues must be attributed to that of a seasoned hand
With right amounts of onion and thyme
And vengeance like only a scotch bonnet pepper can

This dark magic of food blessed
With steamy spirits emitting from it breasts
When all the alluring evil of the spiced demons wrought
Can only be quenched with a cold Red Stripe
And be brought to naught

And when it is consumed unlike a tart, danish, pizza or quiche
Temperature must be paramount for the body to be appeased
Whether solo or consummated with coco bread
Dear friends do so with caution
Since your mouth can tell a tale of pain due to scalding.
Holden Hudson
(Class of 2012)

Friday, November 23, 2012

PARAPROSDOKIANS


PARAPROSDOKIANS... (Winston Churchill loved them) are figures of speech in which the latter part of a sentence or phrase is surprising or unexpected; frequently humorous.

1. Where there's a will, I want to be in it.
2. The last thing I want to do is hurt you. But it's still on my list.
3. Since light travels faster than sound, some people appear bright until you hear them speak.
4. If I agreed with you, we'd both be wrong.
5. We never really grow up, we only learn how to act in public.
6. War does not determine who is right - only who is left.
7. Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit. Wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad.
8. They begin the evening news with 'Good Evening,' then proceed to tell you why it isn't.
9. To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism. To steal from many is research.
10. Buses stop in bus stations. Trains stop in train stations. On my desk is a work station.
11. I thought I wanted a career. Turns out I just wanted paychecks.
12. In filling out an application, where it says, 'In case of emergency, notify:' I put 'DOCTOR.'
13. I didn't say it was your fault, I said I was blaming you.
14. Women will never be equal to men until they can walk down the street with a bald head and a beer gut, and still think they are sexy.
15. Behind every successful man is his woman. Behind the fall of a successful man is usually another woman.
16. A clear conscience is the sign of a fuzzy memory.
17. You do not need a parachute to skydive. You only need a parachute to skydive twice.
18. Money can't buy happiness, but it sure makes misery easier to live with.
19. There's a fine line between cuddling and holding someone down so they can't get away.
20. I used to be indecisive. Now I'm not so sure.
21. You're never too old to learn something stupid.
22. To be sure of hitting the target, shoot first and call whatever you hit the target.
23. Nostalgia isn't what it used to be.
24. Change is inevitable, except from a vending machine.
25. Going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in a garage makes you a car.
26. Where there's a will, there are relatives.
Finally...
I'm supposed to respect my elders, but it's getting harder and harder for me to find one now.
 

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Ballad of a Mystery


He must have disappeared when I turned my back,
For when I turned around he was not where he last sat.
Maybe he flew away or maybe even ran!
Could it be that he found another man?

I looked over, I looked under, 
I looked in between,
But the darned thing was nowhere to be seen.

He must have disappeared when I stopped to fix my tie,
Or when I stopped to give a little brat a lollipop so that he would not cry.
Maybe my stories and complaints caused him to grow tired,
Or maybe even by some wealthy, skinny old lady he got himself hired.

I looked over, I looked under, 
I looked in between,
But the darned thing was nowhere to be seen.

I wonder if he ran off when I stopped to be prayed for?
If that is the case, then he is ungodly to his core!
Maybe he just took a walk, maybe he couldn’t wait,
Until the prayer was over. That must be the case!

I looked over, I looked under, 
I looked in between,
But the darned thing was nowhere to be seen.

I searched the corridors, I looked through bags and garbage pans,
I lifted rocks, shook trees and even dug in sand.
I waited on the curb where we met
I waited there in the sunshine, the windy even when it was wet!

I looked over, I looked under, 
I looked in between,
But the darned thing was nowhere to be seen.

So in despair I walked alone with my head low, feeling like this was the end,
Only to look up and see my missing friend with a friend.
I ran to him and hugged them both with glee!
I cried to my no longer lost friend and asked: “Why did you leave me?”
He said: “My dearest dearest dear, your side I would never leave.
So wipe your tears my friend, no more do you have to grieve.”
I looked at him with a befuddled expression and asked: “What then did you do?”
He smiled at me and said: “I went to get my other half so now you have a sense of humour times two.”



Rajae Williams
(Class of 2009)

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

America



Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,
And sinks into my throat her tiger's tooth,
Stealing my breath of life, I will confess
I love this cultured hell that tests my youth!
Her vigor flows like tides into my blood,
Giving me strength erect against her hate.
Her bigness sweeps my being like a flood.
Yet as a rebel fronts a king in state,
I stand within her walls with not a shred
Of terror, malice, not a word of jeer.
Darkly I gaze into the days ahead,
And see her might and granite wonders there,
Beneath the touch of Time's unerring hand,
Like priceless treasures sinking in the sand.

---Claude McKay

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Quote 2



"For poems are not, as people think, simply emotions (one has emotions early enough)—they are experiences."


 —Rainer Maria Rilke

Monday, October 8, 2012

A Dream within A Dream



Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow --
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand --
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep -- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream

---Edgar Allan Poe

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Fire and Ice



Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favour fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

---Robert Frost