My Year of Writing Dangerously

On the spur of one of my (increasingly rare) moments of inspiration, I decided that in order to maintain my artistic integrity, and because I can't keep calling myself a writer for much longer without actually WRITING something, I am going to write a poem a day for the next year. The first poem will be posted on August 10, 2010 and the last poem will be posted on August 10, 2011. (Unless, of course, I decide to keep going.) Not all of the poems will be good, and DEFINITELY not all of them will be interesting, but I will gaze around my kitchen, my living room, and Coming Home Cafe until something inspires me, then write a poem about it, as well as my random thoughts on the mundane things that no one notices, but which it is my goal to immortalize over the course of this year.



Friday, May 27, 2011

Days 106-112 Gifts

A few couplets I wrote as part of my IB class' gift to our teachers.
Ms Buljan
In every inch of that tall frame
is knowledge, wisdom, nothing lame

Ms Jelena
Your sense of humour helps us fly
When drawing graphs and using pi

Mme. Bigras
Ta joie toujours nous infecter
une sourire comme le brillant soleil

Mme Cote
C'est tout le monde qui vous adore
Chaque moment nous demandons <<encore>>

Mr Janz
our fearless leader through it all
a timeless god who'll never fall
  
Kobabers
inside our minds you sculpted language wise
we wont' find one like you with million tries


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