Bonus Post: Poetry

Seeing as I enjoy English so much (not the people -- they're cool too but that's irrelephant), it's natural that I've taken some courses in the subject. Among the assignments involved therein included poetry. Because I almost feel guilty about not updating more often I'm going to upload a select few that others and I think are good. What follows will not have much for humor, but that's fine. You can deal with it. As usual, comments are encouraged -- more so this time.

I ask that you do your best to enjoy yourself.

1. THERE'S NO TIME

Inspired by the album "Zombie EP" by The Devil Wears Prada

Running - 

I’ve been running for days.

Searching for an escape from the

Hell this world has become.

They call them

The godless.

Each of them spreads

The curse

To humans - the living ones

That are terrified, depressed, enraged,

Or some combination of the three.

I am made of anger.

I feel no remorse

As I pull the trigger that

Tears their fragile brains

Into nothing.

They call them

The godless.

Truth is,

We all are.

2. NATURAL WORLD

I step out of my lovely home

Into the natural world, where the rain falls slowly, calmly,

Like leaves caught in the wind.

The purple grass licks playfully at the

White tree trunk

That extends gracefully upward

Into its canopy of scarlet, jade, and sapphire.

The one-legged owl of small stature

Squats, satisfied, surveying surroundings,

Situations, absorbed with silly sights.

The schnauzeberry bush glows gently

In the soft azure sunrise.

My neighbors, the

Unicorns,

Dance softly on their lofted porch

To the “Greatest Hits of Silence,”

Absorbed in each others’ clopping hooves.

The street is lined with monochromatic tulips,

Whose color occasionally and suddenly turns negative.

The plump, flowing, crowned, pollen spreaders ride

Majestically on the royal interactive vector field.

The world is as it should be.

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Now, I know that some if not most of you are the kind of people who are all "that doesn't rhyme so it's clearly not poetry." Fuck you guys. As with several parts of life, I take the liberal side. I have written poems that rhyme, and they tend to be more bland than anything (probably because I'm bad at it, but that's not the point). I prefer to focus on line and stanza breaks. I've found that playing with these aspects of poetry is much more rewarding than finding words that sound similar to other words. I write, not rap.

Now bring on the comments. And I want constructive criticism, not destructive cynicism (LOLOL pun from previous paragraph).

Alright, let's make me famous.