some random thoughts...

I cant beleive im fresh out of poems...not a single one ...oh well. im on vacation rigth now, and im suppose to be "enjoying it" but NO! my MOTHER will NOT allow me to! And now ive come down with a cold. so far this vacation seems like a disaster waiting to happen.. Oh well. i guess things could be worse right??

Okay...

So me and my older brother like totally LOVE cats, and so my brother (whos name is hard to pronounce, but it starts with a 'C') is in college and all his friends starting to call him "Cat" becuace they noticed that he likes cats and the fact that they couldn't pronounce his name AT ALL. So my brother was like visting for Christmas break and I still had a rpoject that was due the next day, and We had to write our own poems. So I was like "this should be easy for me since poetry is my thing and all..." But here's the thing: IT WASN'T! I was stuck! I was like "what rhymes with orange?.." and all that jazz! then my brother's all like "He little sis'!". "What's the happs'?"
He noticed I was stressed and all so he took me to his laptop and showed me all these HALARIOUS pictures of cats he had on his laptop. There was one picture with a lazy cat siting on the couch, feet up on the table, beer in his hand , and watching t.v.!
I like cracked up at that one!
There also was this picture of this cute little duck and it was looking up at this Cat that was acting as if it was the best thing that ever walk the planet!

And thats when it hit me!
"I should totally write a poem on cats!"
At first it sounded kinda lame , but i started to get really into it, and I used my brothers pictures to help write the poem.
When I got back my project, guess what I got on it? an A+! my teacher loved it and was cracking up her self! ( I kinda added some of my brothers pictures to it!)
And so here it is my next poem that I dedicated to my brother, the genious that got me My A+!

I'm From Lonely Lane

I'm from Lonely Lane, oak trees, and the sun that is leaving,
the critters that pass me every Sunday evening.

I'm from sad memories from the past;
From piles of dishes in the sink to last.
From trash and bottles all over the street,
And less and less people I meet.

I'm from yelling and scolding;
From tons of laundry folding;
From hurting and aching;
From crying and heart breaking.

I'm from "Get out!", "Leave me alone!", and "You're so lame."
the empty house that haunts me all through the day.

From lying and cheating;
From lots of decieving;
From regreting and grieving...

I'm from Lonely Lane, and I guess I'm never leaving.

Dear people....

You may know me from my last blog "Rising Writer". well ive decided to switch blogs with my new and improved blog "Live, Love, Laugh" ! so
I guess from now on ill be posting all my lastest poems and stories on here!
Oh and by the way you'll never guess what happend to me...Poetry.com accepted one of my poems!( the one I posted in my last blog "im from lonely lane" dont worry im going to post that poem on this blog later..) im like, sooo excited! I sure hope i win that 100,000 dollars, my family right now, needs a miracle. Well i better start Blogging! _*Jewl*_