Defective
~ Yoda (2008-2020), you loved me more than life!!
mine is creative writing...mostly poetry but more recently with the stuff that has been happening with the IIH and shiz and not really having a way to express how it makes me feel i've been writing a story using my experiences. i'm not really much of a story writer but it has helped me to cope with such an unknown plus lying supine for four hours with nothing better to do after a Lumbar puncture its a good way to kill time..
i don't normally let people read what i write because it's like a diary, there are some that can and entries are based on how i feel at the time or if something around me has really inspired me to write. with poetry its normally free-verse which is one of the harder ways to write yet i find it harder to write one with meter (certain pattern) like iambic pentameter.
here is one of my more recent ones
The Surfer
The autumn leaves crash to the ground,
Like a wave crashes on the reef.
I hear a rustle, a surfer dude with dreads,
Crunches on fallen autumn leaves.
In search of something more than a cement city,
Grinding his battle axe sharp.
He reaches the ocean and runs,
Like a cheetah chasing her prey.
i don't normally let people read what i write because it's like a diary, there are some that can and entries are based on how i feel at the time or if something around me has really inspired me to write. with poetry its normally free-verse which is one of the harder ways to write yet i find it harder to write one with meter (certain pattern) like iambic pentameter.
here is one of my more recent ones
The Surfer
The autumn leaves crash to the ground,
Like a wave crashes on the reef.
I hear a rustle, a surfer dude with dreads,
Crunches on fallen autumn leaves.
In search of something more than a cement city,
Grinding his battle axe sharp.
He reaches the ocean and runs,
Like a cheetah chasing her prey.