Writer's Block = Defeated.

     Okay so we had to write a sestina for creative writing class. I procrastinated till 40 minutes before class like always then cranked out this slightly awkward piece. If you don't know what a sestina is just check out the form outline here http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/5792. I actually really enjoyed putting it together and I didn't really mind out how it turned out. Let me know what you think though :) I'm really glad this semester is getting close to ending but I have to admit I'm going to miss this class, it's really inspired my creativity and forced me to start writing again. I guess I'll just have to get back on some of my old projects now that I'm feeling wordy again! Oh and I passed 700 views!!!! Thank you so much everybody who stops by to read my feeble attempts at authorship! It's very encouraging and makes me feel like there really is an audience out there for my kind of wordplay. Keep stopping by and tell a friend about me! Well do that later, for now just check out the sestina below :)





                                                             A Truly Wounded Heart

Too many poems are written about love

 

 

Pick up a book of poems and in the title always is Desire

Droning on and on about a wish for requital

My brain at this prattling is withering

A constant barrage of sappy heartbreak

And a never-ending stream of longing



Why do we think others wish to hear our longing?

Those ears may be sick of the strains of your love

And then on top you end it with heartbreak?

No person thinks of hearing your complains with desire

In fact I’m positive their hunger for artistic endeavor you’re withering

Their attention is soon lost without hope for requital

 Not to change the subject but how is this ranting causing your requital?

Perhaps you’re throwing at deaf ears these cries of very public longing

And not just our hearts are caused to start withering

But the object of your very vocal love

Perhaps these sounds of your innermost desire

Simply enhance your chances of future heartbreak

 And comparing the sound of a baby crying its heartbreak

Is definitely not improving your odds of requital

And to speak of hungry birds as metaphor for desire?

That will definitely leave your truest in a state of feverish longing

Wondering how she ever did without your brilliant love

Please stop me if my sarcasm becomes a bit too withering



But a flower upon a summer day that starts for lack of water withering

Is not the way to properly express your heartbreak.

But then what do you children even know about true love?

You think a sappy text is some movie-like requital

Your immature little hearts think that lust is really longing

When sexual heat and passion is what really fuels your desire



Ask your old granny what traits belong to true desire

The kind that unfulfilled causes a heart to commence withering

Question your old grampa of what should drive all of your longing

You’ll find that answer will surprise with gentle words he’ll say heartbreak

And not the utmost was the desire for requital

But seeing your half in joy that was fulfillment of real love



So do not bring me your poems of love, to read them I do not desire

If hopes for literary requital you do not wish to see withering

Keep your poems that cause me heartbreak, for the inartistic gaffs of your spoken longing.

     -Armas

Thanks for your support! :)

Now Play It Back!!!(Wards)

This is the first draft from an a creative writing assignment where we experimented with time reversal. I really liked the way it turned out, I had no idea what I was doing but it wasn't too bad. Check it out!

Undoing The Deed

     To bring him back to life. To undo the irreversible. Life must first be placed back within his heart. The rope must be cut from around his neck, and then removed with care. Breath will need returned to his lungs. The blood must be coaxed into circulating again. That essence of humanity, the soul and spirit, placed back within his mind and emotions. His body's physical health and vitality will be returned. That is when the hard part begins. Returning breath and vigor, any god will claim that ability. The real challenge will be after the body has resumed its intended function. It must be given a will to live. That desire which every once in a while flees its owner, leaving him with the desire only to pass out of this existence. Replace that, and you will have finally reversed the ascent. After that, the only step the man needs is to get down off the chair.

Did you catch it?? I wasn't sure if it was too subtle. Let me know what you thought! I'm swamped with homework right now so it will probably be awhile longer before I'm on again. Until then, keep it real and don't forget to listen to the beat around you.

     -Armas

Where's Dora When I Need Her?? Re-post

Okay so this isn't a new post. It's a repost. Somehow this got taken off the published site and was put back in my drafts. I didn't even know that was possible. Slightly annoyed with my mobile blogger now. But anyway, here it is....again.

Hola. Como esta? Yeah, that's about the extent of what I've learned in Spanish class in my two semesters so far. Okay maybe that's a slight exagerration. But really, it's a lot harder than I thought! On to the next class though, in creative writing our professor sits us down and says: "Protest" .......and we all ask: "whaa?". Apparently that was our entire writing prompt for that class, we had ten minutes-ish to write whatever super creative thing came to mind from the word "protest". It was intimidating. I perservered somehow though and ended up with this slightly off beat poem. Please enjoy! Or don't, you know, it's whatever.

Why Protest?

So carnally blessed

So much time for rest

Life's pain regressed

Why protest?

Think yours is not best?

Envy their crest?

Is not yours success?

Why protest?

With others wealth impressed?

Or power at their behest?

Please tell me, confess

Why protest?

Boom. Amazing right??! Okay maybe it's not exactly Pulitzer material but hey I'm still learning. If you loved it, or hated it, or thought it would look good on a tastefully decorated piece of toilet tissue, leave a comment and let me know :)

     -Armas