Procrastination Poem (a poem)

Procrastination Poem

Written February 24th, 2012

I do not want to do homework!

Two essays by Monday, you ask

Such a tedious, boring task

On America’s smoggy industrial histories

On top of worksheets full

Of logarithms and matrices

A paper dancing with symbols and numbers

With every new Pre-Calc term I learn

I just feel excessively dumber!

Oh, the hours I waste, toiling away

With headaches and pots of coffee to achieve

Stellar grades on material to be forgotten a year from today

I have great purple mountains

Against prismacolor sunsets on my mind

Visions of summer paradises with sparkling fountains

Begging to be written on any scrap I can find

Fantastical worlds of crystalline imagery

Powerful renditions of a childhood memory

But alas! I have homework!

Rooms (a poem)

Rooms

Written February 22nd, 2012

Music drifts down the halls

Piano crescendos and saxophone solos

Electric guitar screams and soft flute dreams

All spinning down the corridors

Inviting passerby to dance

One can listen in the lounge

A bright cozy room with plush rugs

Vivid expressionist paintings line the walls

By the soft warm hearth she can socialize

Or dance to the tunes drifting in from the halls

The Flipside (a poem)

The Flipside

Written August 25th, 2011

There’s pictures on the wall

Of my adventures far away

The maps and photos, tickets and brochures

Receipts printed in French and letters from home

It’s hard to look at it all

Without catching my breath as I remember that day

See that postcard off to the side

Along and out of the way?

Greetings from Munich

A sunset glowing behind a silhouetted city

Flip it over, there’s a message, I tried and I tried

To send it to you; but it remains here to this day

Midnight Mango (a poem)

Midnight Mango

Written June 30th, 2011

There is a fruit, waiting in the fridge

An international treat

That I’m particularly fond

It will call me at midnight to eat

Quite a nuisance to peel and carve

But I smile as I set it on the board

It’s a task I’ve come to enjoy

For at the end is the sweetest reward

Destructive Cyle (a poem)

Destructive Cycle

I can scream

At the dead white walls

Up into the hopeless gray sky

Into my defenseless deaf pillow

            The walls will remain silent

            The sky will only begin to cry

            My pillow will lie resentfully from my voice’s torment

            None of them will do anything

            To stop you from going

Ode to the Pencil

Ode to the Pencil

Written April 6th, 2011

Pencil

A bridge between

My thoughts

And tangible paper

As my dreams get bigger

You get smaller

I'll wear you down

Right to the nub

And you won't complain

For that is your purpose.



Opposites Attract (a poem)

Opposites Attract

Written April 1st, 2011

Pristine white

Neat, orderly

Blue lines across

Pink lines down

Perfect, untouched

Pure

Inviting, tempting

Night black

Shapely curves

Sharp lines

Uneven, random

No perfect repetitions

Messy

Creative, meaningful

Pen tip presses

On smooth white paper

What was previously

Empty

Pristine

Is now

Filled

Charmingly askew

This neat page; my messy scrawl

A perfect pair.



Elusive (a poem)

Elusive

Written March 21st, 2011

I see it there

Shimmering before me

An iridescent wisp in the air

I have to be quick to snatch it

Before it goes away

Scattered by a tiny breeze of distraction

It won't stay

The Forever War (informational message)

To my lovely readers:
My novel in progress, the Forever War, is being posted on my booksie website. I currently have the first ten chapters up, and I will be adding more gradually. If you like what you see here on this blog, please stop by and give it a read :) I'm not sure if non-booksie members are allowed to comment, so if you'd like to leave me a message or rating in regards to the Forever War, please leave a comment/rating on this blog post.
There's a link for my Booksie site in the sidebar, but just in case here it is: www.booksie.com/Ousma
The Forever War follows the adventures of Princess Azaa and Prince Sacien in the land of Terrla, comprised of three Kingdoms, two of which have been at war for as long as anyone can remember. Jump into a world of fantasy, magic, Dragons, Griffins, lies, secrets, action, war, and romance and get ready for a wild ride! ;)
I'd like to thank everyone so much for stopping by my blog. I've been getting more attention than I've ever dreamed of, and my passion for writing only grows by the day. I hope my work has been enjoyable for all of you. Thank you again, keep reading, and for all you writers out there, KEEP WRITING! Oh... and Mason, keep jammin! <3
Much love,
Ousma (Faith)

My Addiction (a poem)

My Addiction

Written March 8th, 2011

My pen is the portal

A wormhole from my mind

To this page

It helps me find

A way to express

My imagination's stage

My pen fits in my hand

Like it was made to be there

Creation suits my fingers best

Converting everything I think

To solid tangible ink

My heart spilled on paper

I do not know if it's genetics

Ink hereditarily pulsing in my veins

Or some random aesthetics

Graced to me by an unknown power

All I know is I can't stop

My thoughts from blooming on this page like a flower

                                                               Writing is my addiction

New Notebook (a poem)

New Notebook
Written March 3rd, 2011

I hold in my hands

The prettiest notebook

I ever did see

My mind racing with plans

Of things to write that will be worthy

Betrayed (a poem)

Betrayed
-Written February 27th, 2011

I sit here before this blank page
A threshold to emotional release
An entrance to my mind
For all to interpret

And yet I cannot describe
What's inside
For once I am speechless
Empty
It's strange for me
Because words are my specialty

*The Ocean of Empty Souls (a poem)

The Ocean of Empty Souls

As the bus turns into school
I see the kids on the corner
Smoking their life away
Flirting with the technicalities of law
Where will they be in ten years?