forget_december
08/16/08, 02:29 AM
I wrote all of these for my English classes in high school. They're pretty weird. Hope you enjoy them!
Sonnet 1
Pop culture had taken the world by storm
With its music and its way bizarre styles.
Boy bands and girls with pigtails and platforms
Circled the globe, traveled miles and miles
Performing shows, creating a fan base,
Reeling people in like fish including
Myself I admit, with a grinning face,
I was overwhelmed; they were diffusing!
But now I am older; my taste has changed.
I've traded in BSB for The Clash.
My CD collection has rearranged.
Sorry, NSync, you go into the trash.
Rock and roll has changed my musical view.
"For those about to rock, I salute you."
Sonnet 2
Avast! There yonder! A glare in the sand!
I do a double-take with my good eye.
I stagger in awe and gather my band.
In response to their confused looks, I cry,
“Starboard! Starboard! Arr, let’s take to the shore!
Go, take the wheel, steer the ship toward the isle!
There awaits us treasure and gold galore!”
They nod, agree, with their yellow-toothed smiles.
The mermaid’s half-buried; abandon ship!
A great wind had moved us at full-throttle.
My crew follows me; I follow the glint.
Our faces fall; it’s only a bottle!
But there’s a message inside! Ay, it reads:
“Quit bein’ a pirate! Get a degree!”
[In this last one, I had to "reshape" an essay I wrote about how Star Wars inspired me to go to film school...after I get my nursing degree. Heh.]
Sonnet 3
Star Wars debuted in seventy-seven.
T’was missing from the first half of my life.
Until the seventh grade, I must have been
Unconscious and frozen in carbonite.
In that galaxy, far, far away, I
Got a lightsaber and harnessed the force.
I joined Luke and Han, became a Jedi,
And joined the Rebel Alliance, of course.
I resisted the dark side; I found light.
Dear Obi-Wan came and answered my call.
I figured out what to do with my life.
I want to go to film school in the fall.
Film school is my dream; I’ll go, no regrets.
But first, I’ll be a nurse—I don’t want debts.
Sonnet 1
Pop culture had taken the world by storm
With its music and its way bizarre styles.
Boy bands and girls with pigtails and platforms
Circled the globe, traveled miles and miles
Performing shows, creating a fan base,
Reeling people in like fish including
Myself I admit, with a grinning face,
I was overwhelmed; they were diffusing!
But now I am older; my taste has changed.
I've traded in BSB for The Clash.
My CD collection has rearranged.
Sorry, NSync, you go into the trash.
Rock and roll has changed my musical view.
"For those about to rock, I salute you."
Sonnet 2
Avast! There yonder! A glare in the sand!
I do a double-take with my good eye.
I stagger in awe and gather my band.
In response to their confused looks, I cry,
“Starboard! Starboard! Arr, let’s take to the shore!
Go, take the wheel, steer the ship toward the isle!
There awaits us treasure and gold galore!”
They nod, agree, with their yellow-toothed smiles.
The mermaid’s half-buried; abandon ship!
A great wind had moved us at full-throttle.
My crew follows me; I follow the glint.
Our faces fall; it’s only a bottle!
But there’s a message inside! Ay, it reads:
“Quit bein’ a pirate! Get a degree!”
[In this last one, I had to "reshape" an essay I wrote about how Star Wars inspired me to go to film school...after I get my nursing degree. Heh.]
Sonnet 3
Star Wars debuted in seventy-seven.
T’was missing from the first half of my life.
Until the seventh grade, I must have been
Unconscious and frozen in carbonite.
In that galaxy, far, far away, I
Got a lightsaber and harnessed the force.
I joined Luke and Han, became a Jedi,
And joined the Rebel Alliance, of course.
I resisted the dark side; I found light.
Dear Obi-Wan came and answered my call.
I figured out what to do with my life.
I want to go to film school in the fall.
Film school is my dream; I’ll go, no regrets.
But first, I’ll be a nurse—I don’t want debts.