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13:16
November 9, 2009


Leonardo Flores

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Assignment: write a sestina or a villanelle and post it in the forum space created for it:

Here are resources on:

The deadline for an original sestina or villanelle is Wednesday, November 11. You have until Friday, November 13 to reply to a classmate’s poem.

My apologies on the late posting of this assignment.


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13:38
November 9, 2009


leah Greve

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Sunlight


Its a nice winter day

I can feel the golden light.

In the sun i wish to stay.


A nice breeze makes me say

“I dont want it to be night,

I want to stay in the sun all day”.


I cannot keep away

It just feels so right

The warm light makes me stay.


Even the trees feel this way,

content at the sight

of the light of day.


It makes me want to play, 

run, and take flight.

Oh the joy, I wish it to stay.


But now the light seems to gray

as we feel the effect of the night.

But not to worry tomorrow is a new day

and the sun is here to stay.

13:54
November 9, 2009


valeria rodriguez

Guest

In a forest of dreams I found myself
It was so big & magical all I felt was happiness
But in an empty world I was by myself

A world filed by war & sadness
Hate & discrimination it seams there's no happiness
In a forest of dreams I found myself

Walking through the forest
Found something I was longing for, happiness
But in an empty world I was by myself

Ruled by tyrants & dictators
I only wished to stop the sadness
In a forest of dreams I found myself

Then again it was only a dream
A beautiful dream full of happiness
But in an empty world I was by myself

A world that's coming to an end
But I'm still longing for happiness
In a forest of dreams I found myself
But in an empty world I was by myself


14:21
November 9, 2009


Samuel Rodriguez

Guest

For The RIAA


I only try to download BitTorrent!

I don't even have a useful seed box!

Why, why are you guys so belligerent?


Why do you have to get so impatient?

I just want to hear music from Carl Cox!

I only try to download BitTorrent!


My downloading is not very frequent,

Mostly I only browse with Firefox!

Why, why are you guys so belligerent?


I greatly strive for all the world's content,

But having no access is paradox!

I only try to download BitTorrent!


Downloading peers are very abundant.

Scrape the tracker, they spread fast like smallpox!

Why, why are you guys so belligerent?


You guys eat so well, you all look pregnant.

I swear to God my swarm won't blow the stock!

I only try to download BitTorrent!

Why, why are you guys so belligerent?

19:20
November 9, 2009


Reinaldo Agostini

Guest

Arrgh

 


There are men who’s hearts are coal black

There I be choosing me hands, picking nonscallywagers

Dead men tell no tales, all they see is an eyelid’s back

 

I need drivelswiggers, gunners and powder monkeys by the sack

I welcome to the bunch cockswains and anchovy lovers

There are men who’s hearts are coal black

 

Wind blows, I give word and they attack

I want no fear given my orders,

Dead men tell no tales, all they see is an eyelid’s back.

 

Sea flows, I see them to Davy Jones when spotting slack

And there be less booty for the landlubbers

There are men who’s hearts are coal black

 

Sun glows, disobedient buccaneers become my bootjack,

Treachery will end by kissing the gunner’s daughters,

Dead men tell no tales, all they see is an eyelid’s back.

 

Night swallows, I wish fair winds to those that who watch me piggyback

Sing me a shanty as I share the swag and grog when I think of gold matters

There are men who’s hearts are coal black,

Dead men tell no tales, all they see is an eyelid’s back.

Smile


21:38
November 9, 2009


Stephanie Hernandez

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Post edited 1:40 – November 10, 2009 by Stephanie Hernandez


Feelings

They’re all entering the door together

They come in at the same time

So accumulated like the colors of a feather

 

It can’t feel any better

When you feel them they have no rhyme

They’re all entering the door together

 

It doesn’t matter if the days have bad weather

This makes you feel like a shrine

So accumulated like the colors of a feather

 

They will slowly make you weaker

But this weakness is the creator of the rhyme

They’re all entering the door together

 

      This feeling that you will always remember

Too genuine to be written as words in a line

So accumulated like the colors of a feather

 

      How beautiful it is to become this feeler

How unfortunate would be to never feel this in your heart nor mind

They’re all entering the door together

So accumulated like the colors of a feather

 

 


23:35
November 9, 2009


Jose L Burgos

Guest

Villanelle


My queen you are, my hand to hold,

the one I chose to make my wife.

My love for you will not grow old.


Through ups and downs, through hot and cold

through sickness and health, Ill treat you right.

My queen you are, my hand to hold.


Our deep, flaming love shines like gold.

Nobody can come between us two.

My love for you will not grow old.


Our future goals we can mold.

A home full of children if you wish, for

my queen you are, my hand to hold.


Stories to our descendants will be told

of a life shared with my soulmate.

My love for you will not grow old.


Until the last beat, my heart will go

beating the name of your beautiful soul.

My queen you are, my hand to hold.

My love for you will not grow old.

10:28
November 10, 2009


Eva Enriquez

Guest

Villanelle

 

Paranormal Activity

 

Breathing slowly towards your corpse at midnight

Awaiting your response, screams are their intent

Paranormal Activity, unbearable fright

 

Inexplicable events, flickering light

all is manageable until it’s evident

Breathing slowly towards your corpse at midnight

 

Its after you, You cant escape his sight

Trying to analyze signs, what they meant

Paranormal Activity, unbearable fright

 

Do not temper with something you cant reach its height

 It will go after you no matter time spent

Breathing slowly towards your corpse at midnight

 

Fear is its pleasure, faith commences flight

As a change of target leads where he went

Paranormal Activity, unbearable fright

 

Dragging her body, and with a single bite

Killing he who misjudged

 

Breathing slowly towards your corpse at midnight

Paranormal Activity, unbearable fright

10:31
November 10, 2009


Omar Diaz

Guest

Villanelle

In my new life but deep in my soul

The tears falls across my face and skin

I saw what you live and always not known

 

Dream, dream in every place I saw your face

with you I can touch the sky but without you I loose my dreaming

but someone ask me and I want to feel in a free place

 

Be a good man is my goal and you help me with endless grace

In the morning I saw the crispy rain,like a beautiful sing

Dream, dream in every place I saw your face

 

Never think it’s impossible to me to say

Believe me it’s is not a dream the love make the soul dancing

And I forget that we together have a beautiful day

 

Dream, dream in every place I saw your face

My love goes beyond every piece of my being

Different paths goes to my feelings in every place

15:56
November 10, 2009


Joel Quiles

Guest

We were once young and confused


We were once young, and confused.

When we first fell, we got up, and cried.

Yet with might we fought our fears.


We began maturing.  When we fell again, 

This time we laughed, but we remembered

We were once young, and confused.


Alas, life was getting ahead of us,

We had to try harder, for the unknown.

Yet with might we fought our fears.


Through half our lives, and summer falling

We were older, but life reminded us that

We were once young, and confused.


We were supposed to possess  wisdom,

But with rage, the end was getting near

Yet with might we fought our fears.


Lying down, the winter came and as we

fought an unfair battle, we remembered:

We were once young, and confused,

Yet with might we fought our fears.


16:57
November 10, 2009


Jesus Quinones

Guest

Villanelle 


Days ago since that last test, I left it on the floor,

And ever since you have been wondering why.

“Pick me up, pick me up!”, the book said next to the door.


Though it had only been two weeks since my last chore, 

I had not even had the time to say good-bye.  

Days ago since that last test, I left it on the floor. 


What is thermochemistry? What is it for? 

Where are the answers, the when’s, the why’s? 

“Pick me up, pick me up!”, the book said next to the door.


Wise scientists once dreamed for more,

But these days we don’t even dare to go as high.

Days ago since that last test, I left it on the floor.


The desire to pick it up follows you everywhere you go,

And even more, when you’re out under the night sky.

“Pick me up, pick me up!”, the book said next to the door.


Finally the day of the test is here and you have nowhere to go.

“Are you ready for it?”, he asks, and you don’t even get to reply.

Days ago since that last test, I left it on the floor.

“Pick me up, pick me up!”, the book said next to the door.

20:22
November 10, 2009


Nicole Perez

Guest


Road to freedom

 

 Enormous mountains of great latitude

With diamond beaches that just inspire

Believe me, seeing makes feel gratitude.

 

Visions around the little magnitude

And nature crowns the place with inquire

Enormous mountains of great latitude.

 

Myself and I are honored in big altitude

We're from the island people admire

Believe me, seeing makes feel gratitude

 

Even if things get rough, hope is still here

Because we love our home, big aspire

Enormous mountains of great latitude.

 

From the summers to all the finitude

From the hastiness patience require

Believe me, seeing makes feel gratitude

 

For all, my Caribbean island rocks!

Respect my patriotism that I acquire!

Believe me, seeing makes feel gratitude

Enormous mountains of great latitude.

20:35
November 10, 2009


Nicole Perez

Guest

Samuel Rodriguez said:


For The RIAA


I only try to download BitTorrent!

I don't even have a useful seed box!

Why, why are you guys so belligerent?


Why do you have to get so impatient?

I just want to hear music from Carl Cox!

I only try to download BitTorrent!


My downloading is not very frequent,

Mostly I only browse with Firefox!

Why, why are you guys so belligerent?


I greatly strive for all the world's content,

But having no access is paradox!

I only try to download BitTorrent!


Downloading peers are very abundant.

Scrape the tracker, they spread fast like smallpox!

Why, why are you guys so belligerent?


You guys eat so well, you all look pregnant.

I swear to God my swarm won't blow the stock!

I only try to download BitTorrent!

Why, why are you guys so belligerent?


It's just plain hillarious! Having the talent to bring a topic like computers, users and downloading isn't done from every person. The way that the poem was written has a lot of feeling so the speaker really seems shocked and wants to react to this american association. Big thumbs up!

22:41
November 10, 2009


Braulio Llorens

Guest


Lonely day


Today has been a lonely day

The skies are dim and wet

And time just keeps flying away


The night is more black and grey

And not even a tiny star is set

Today has been a lonely day


Even if i've been in some kind of decay

You always come and light up whats wrecked

And time just keeps flying away


I really love you, that is just my way,

And even if there are things that I don´t know yet

I'll be happy to learn them yet another day


Don't get me wrong because my love will always stay

I'ts just some things I can't get

Wich I hope to learn in the way


“Everithing is fine” I cannot say,

I don't know when my love i'll met.

Today has been a lonely day

And time just keeps flying away


23:16
November 10, 2009


Ansel R. Cancel Rosa

Guest

Whats impossible?

I can never give up
no matter how hard it seems
nothing is impossible to do.

One day I can write
the next I can’t even think.
I can never give up.

It doesn’t matter how complex
or how difficult the task seems.
Nothing is impossible to do.

Even if it takes me a minute,
hour, day, week, month, year, decade.
I can never give up.

The Beatles didn’t become famous in a day
it took years of hard work and determination.
Nothing is impossible to do.

No matter how hard it seems
I can never give up.
Nothing is impossible to do.

23:37
November 10, 2009


Hiram Acevedo

Guest

The perfect love

Perfection can be explained in baseball                                                     

If you love it you play it every day

Every game is like your last game

Even better if you‘re in a good team

In the field you have to enjoy the sun

The only disaster is a hard injury

 

With a bad slide you can get an injury

Really not everything is perfect in baseball

When you’re losing always hate the sun

Not always you’ll have a good day

Sometimes the team fails to be a team

And sometimes you lose the game

 

You don’t always have time for a game

And sometimes you’re limited by injury

You don’t have enough players for a team

Or maybe you don’t like baseball

You don’t want to waste your day

Or even get a drop of sun

 

I personally love that sun

Better if I’m in a juicy game

Every day is a perfect day

Yesterday I got a hand injury

that doesn’t destroy my love for baseball

even less my love for my team

 

my team is the best team

they give everything under the sun

we share our love for baseball

and more our love for the game

we all are prone to a bad injury

but we’ll still have an awesome day

 

tomorrow with a good sun, we play baseball

forget the injury, tomorrow’s my day

I’m still part of the team; it’s just another game!

0:09
November 11, 2009


Xavier Ortiz Valle

Guest

As he lays quietly in his bed,

a known lady appears and rests beside him.

Somehow she is as real as how she appeared in his dreams.

And once again he is astonished by her looks.

The young soldier seeks a reason for why she's here.

But rather wandering why, he just observes quietly.

  

They deeply fall into their own language quietly;

Giving up all his feelings in bed.

Now he wanders why he is here.

Finally agreeing this life isn't for him.

She kisses lightly his forehead as he looks

how beauty manifests in his dreams.

  

The soldier can't perceive this are only dreams;

How reality and envisagement can collide quietly.

He cannot embrace this, he still looks

love laying patiently and gracefully in the bed.

And those strawberry lips meaning the world for him.

He could leave everything just for her to stay here.


Now, thanks to her, he realizes why he is here.

They remember their unachievable dreams.

The only way to achieve them was this life for him.

Frozen, he thought of this quietly,

while she was still with him in that little bed.

Unfortunately, this decision was harder than it looks.


They continue sinking each other at their looks.

Holding each other, wishing they were not here.

And rapidly, leaving this uncomfortable bed,

while he begins to pursue new paths for their dreams.

They planned how to escape quietly,

 leaving all that separated him


from being with the one that brought joy to him.

It seemed to be easier than it really looks,

but he kept pressing on quietly.

It was their final opportunity here

to be free and finally chase their dreams,

but away from that aged bunk bed.


Suddenly he wakes up, looks, and understands he's still here.

And realizes that it was another one of his dreams.

Quietly, he accepts reality and continues sleeping in bed.


0:11
November 11, 2009


Luis Alcaraz

Guest


Proud I am of my old car,

Driving it every day till the sun goes down

As it becomes an extension of myself.


Looked down upon, it changes nothing.

Never failing to bring a smile.

Proud I am of my old car.


Every day I push its limits

Slowly becoming in sync with the car

As it becomes an extension of myself.


Aftermarket parts fill the car, to make it unique.

Increasing its abilities with every turn of the wrench.

Proud I am of my old car.


My bare hands sliding over the road,

Feeling every bump and crack through the steering wheel

As it becomes an extension of myself.


Every passing mile, I feel its soul burning with desire.

Desire to keep on running, and increasing the abilities of its driver.

Proud I am of my old car

As it becomes an extension of myself.

7:48
November 11, 2009


Monica B. Perez

Guest

The moment you knew


To you, my dear, I could never belong

When joy and laughter was all we would find

Did you know then, everything would go wrong?


Bewitched by that which used to be our song,

thoughts of you violently engulf my mind.

To you, my dear, I could never belong.


 Despite each other's faults we remained strong

 Your offenses were minor, and I blind.

Did you know then, everything would go wrong?


To forget me, it didn't take you long

We are better separate, than combined

To you, my dear, I could never belong.


When our friendship I tried to prolong,

 apparently, you were not so inclined.

Did you know then, everything would go wrong?


I was okay  before you came along

and when my strength you finally bore in mind,

to you, my dear, I could never belong

Did you know then, everything would go wrong?


11:56
November 11, 2009


Kristine Rosario

Guest

I close my eyes and I see you

At that moment all is good

But reality hits me again


I never thought  love was so strong

And disappointment was even worse

I close my eyes and I see you


I imagine a world without problems

A word where both of us are one

But reality hits me again.


I wish it was all a dream

And when I wake up you were here, so

I close my eyes and I see you.


I dream with your return

And that you wake me with a kiss

But reality hits me again


I live happy, I live with you

I live by you, I live for you

I close my eyes an I see you

But reality hits me again.


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