Blurbs

#1 Take Me there
A young single man eating alone at a cafe. As he looks out the window he sees the love of his life walk by. Longing to know more about this perfect girl he sets out looking for more information, hoping she will someday notice him.

#2 Stole
A lonely smart young teen is in the midst of bullies and yelling parents. No one around him has been able to appreciate his abilities. He tries to hold on to the things he loves but in the end will it be enough?

#3 Cats in the Cradle
The conflict of Time & Interest. A boy longs for his father to hang with him but he is too busy to give him a second thought. Once the boy is grown the father now longs for time to spend with his boy. But is it too late, has his son moved on?

#4 In the Jailhouse Now
Jonny is the strong one in his group of law-breakers, trying to keep his buds out of trouble. But after he meets this girl it might be too much and he could be joining them in the local jailhouse.

#5 Travelin' SoldierAs this young soldier passed through a little town on his way out to duty he met a girl. He had no connections to anyone back home and asked if she could write him. As she writes him more they fall in love. She spends her time waiting for the moment her soldier can make it back home.

Picture a Poem

So When I pictured it in my head it went a lot better...the scanner didnt help.

The Story Behind the Song

Song #1
Perfect Day
By: Jim Jones




Plot: People are wishing for a day where everything goes right.
Character; Different groups of people from everyday life.
Conflict: Police and past things start to get in the way.
Theme: A break from imperfection
Setting: A hosptial; A home; the grovery store; any typical day to day place.


Song #2
Now You're Gone
By: Basshunter




                           

Plot: Boy and girlfriend broke up and he cant move on.
Character: Lonely Boy
Conflict: He misses his girlfriend
Theme: Relationships
Setting: The days after the break up, his eeryday  life afterward.

Jealousy or Admiration

I Guess you could call it jealousy, but to me that sounds to harsh, I would rather call it admiration.  One of the poems that I chose was We Real Cool, By: Gwendolyn Brooks....

We real cool. We
Left School. We
lurk Late. We
Strike straight.  We
Sing sin.  We
Thin gin.
We jazz June.
We Die soon.

At this point you are probably thinking, "are you for REAL?!" the answer is Yes.  At first this poem looks dumb and stupid it might be because we all can relate to it in the simplest way.  Maybe it is because we know exactly who these people are, or in fact we could be this type of person.  What I love about it is that it has the power of Simplicity.  The Author was able to get their message across in just a few lines and that is what I admire.

My Complaints

I'm tired of believe people when you know everything is a lie.  I'm tired of being told who I am. I'm tired of being the only one who helps out.  I'm tired of being ignored.  I'm tired of the rush.  I'm tired of making decisions.  I'm tired of not being on the beach.  I'm tired of feeling like someone else stuck in this place.  I'm tired of these people.  I'm tired of wearing jeans.  I'm tired of being pushed around.  I'm tired of not knowing what to do.  I'm tired of the rules.  I'm tired of routine.  I'm tired of waiting.  Maybe tomorrow I wont be so tired.

Love Is...

Love is that wrenching black hole in  your gut.
Love is coal being refined into gold.
Love is giving up everything you have just so someone can have something.
Love is knowing you made it to the top of the hill without stopping.
Love is the fastest roller coaster, once you get off you cant wait to get back on again.
Love is that breakfast food smiley face on a rainy day.
Love is waiting for something when you don't know if its coming.
Love is saying it out loud.

The Places I Would Go.....

If I were a spec I could go anywhere in the world. Why a spec you ask well a spec can just float up there, around in the vast nothingness of the world.  I would go to the tallest peak, to the deepest sea, to the middle of no-where. I would be swallowed and spit out by a giant sea turtle just because.  I would roll with Kid Cudi, take a ride in a Bugatti, and just sing with my buddy.  There would be no worries of then, now, or soon.  No pressure just me and my tunes. I would go to the pyramids of Egypt, chill with old King Tut. I would listen to people from everywhere with out being noticed.  I would go everywhere and no-where to see where I've I been.  If I were a spec.