Insomnia

Because the resident insomniac just *had* to post her albeit uninspired insomnia poem =)...

The moonlight is a fickle friend
For it demands my time
Attention, too, it wants and needs
A receiver for its shine
Its beams keep my mind spinning
Too dizzy to decline
To go befriend the stars as well
To join the cosmic design
Alas, it's trapped me up again
Night can't be kept in line
I'll always be its dazzled slave
So sleep cannot be mine

~Kassi~

Look, it's a picture!

It's so easy to put images on here.
When you write your post, there's a button for inserting
images (up near the bold and italics buttons),
and you just click it and browze on your computer
for the image you want.

We'll be able to post photos of the club this way! Yay!
- Alexa

Forget Me Now

Bringing back a classic from the jam of '07
I miss you guys :(


You break me down

with words unsaid

your laughing eyes

that smile you fed

forget me now

a waste of time

controlling lips

your kiss devine

I turn away

forget me now

your arm is strong

as you turn me around

a shove

a hit

a dogging hand

you kick

I start to land

the gravels rough

my skin is bare

a bloodstained streak

upon my hair

a cry for help

but nothing comes out

a scream of pain

my loss, your gain

your laughing eyes

that smile you fed

its too late now

now Im dead



Shana C.

Not really a Haiku

The right notes -
soft chords, without percussion
- to tell me, I'm home.

-Alexa

Poetry Club Newsletter

Hey all,
We had a great meeting this Friday with many laughs as usually, but we were lacking in attendance. Next week we are going to do a workshop, which will be announced at the beginning of the meeting. After Ramadan, we will begin to communicate with the Iraqi youth which will give them a chance to communicate creatively to the world. Thank you to Alexa for her efforts in helping to coordinate this. If you have any questions or want me to add another person to the email list please tell me. Have a relaxing weekend

Alex

Dark

Haha sorry guys, I had to!


The dark is where I wanna be
The reason is clear if you don’t see
It hides the glare of the superficial
It eliminates a world in which looks are crucial

In darkness everyone is the same
A body with a heart, a soul, a brain
Where in light a person is what they wear
Girls empty themselves into toilets and don’t even care

It’s all about appearance, out there in the light
People try to look fake with all of their might
Because they think if they look good, they’ll be accepted
But in the dark, looks are rejected

In the dark you can dance your own dance
Walk your own walk and you just might have the chance
To be you
‘Cause in the dark your identity shines through

People in light are living in lies
‘Cause your soul can’t be seen with your eyes
So the dark is where I wanna be
‘Cause the dark is the one true place where I am really me

So the next time you’re in a world obstructed by light
Close your eyes when you talk to someone and you just might
See the person for who they are, and like it too
‘Cause in the dark, your identity shines through



♥Kendra*

n/a

No title.

My windows open on the Universe,
The panes awestruck with stars,
The black unknown full to burst
With soons, long agos, and afars.
My windows open on the Universe,
Dimensionless dome of wonder,
And gazing out, I am immersed
In inspired rain and thought thunder.
My windows open on the Universe.
If ever that vivid view changed
To an overcast day, tense and terse,
I'd close the blinds and cry.

- Alexa McKenzie