To Be Free
After driving two hours to wilderness,
Sunset strives for one last shine.
And the eyes of the deer
Glow green with understanding.
They shield themselves from more prying eyes,
To hide themselves from me.
We step over the rotted log into the meadow
Where they assume no one will find them.
They stiffen suddenly, unsure of what to do,
Calmed it was nothing they resume.
They graze peacefully together. They are free.
There is no peacefulness like theirs.
At their habitation yet again,
They begin grazing away summer and spring in the last bit of sunlight.
I would like to touch the spotted one,
For it is the smallest one of the herd,
Resembles a baby.
He is gold and brown,
The light reflects the freckles on his back,
His big brown eyes capture mine,
I am lost in another world.
Suddenly I realize
That they are peace, they are free, how can I take it away,
I want to be at peace.
Tuesday, November 19, 2013
Tuesday, November 12, 2013
Blog # 16 Does poetry matter
I think poetry does matter to our world. Poetry is like an art form, another way of expressing ones self. Poetry gives off emotions. Through poetry you can experience what the writer is feeling or trying to convey. We may never actually know the intent of ones poem, but the feeling and the emotion is there. It's hard to write a poem that a certain number of feet or certain type of poem, but in today's world we don't follow patterns. Nothing is perfect. No one strives to be perfect. Imperfection and the beauty of finding what's different about our own selves, is what our modern day of age is about. Through poetry we get a deep understanding of the character of the writer. Through poetry secrets are revealed or conveyed, if you can figure out the secret. Poetry makes you think about life in ways we never had to before. This makes poetry a turn off for some, but others that love riddles this is for them. Poetry does matter and does have a place in this modern world. Poetry is alive. We see poetry and experience poetry in advertising, movies, and song. Poetry is like a mind it does not rest, you have to let out the feeling of what you are experiencing.
Saturday, November 2, 2013
Blog #14 In a Meadow Far Away
"In a Meadow Far Away"
Tall and strong, silky hair, hidden dark grey blue eyes
magnificently built.
Tall and strong, silky hair, hidden dark grey blue eyes
magnificently built.
Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Blog #13 "His Voice"
"His Voice"
The thrill of his voice
Created a warmth
That rushed from my head
To my tummy within
I had no choice
But to let a swarm
Of butterflies rush in
Melted on the inside
Am I by not just your words
But your beautiful smile
Could I gaze upon you endlessly
This is absurd
Could one be so amazingly
Beautiful and talented?
Tuesday, October 22, 2013
Blog #12 "One Step forward, two steps back"
"One Step Forward, Two Steps Back"
One step forward two steps back, I am frustrated
Skip the tears, nothing works, bring on the anger
I heard frustration brings on the tears.
School, work, money, I am overwhelmed
Money, a life, happiness, I longed
When will I feel peace
Peace what is peace?
Nothing goes as planned, no wonder I am frustrated
Things to go smooth I longed
Rising, building, surfacing is the anger
Anger over being frustrated makes me overwhelmed
When will this stop? I hate tears
Salty sweet tears
Tears bring calm and peace
This feeling makes me overwhelmed
I know longer feel so frustrated
The frustration disappeared with anger
Oh, how this I longed.
I longed
No more tears
No more anger
Just peace
No frustration
No being overwhelmed
Slowly I am overwhelmed
Peace I have longed
Slowly I become frustrated
Bring on the tears
What happened to peace?
Slowly it builds anger
Such a powerful thing anger
Brought on from the feeling of being overwhelmed
It doesn't last forever that peace
Peace and Understanding I longed
Sadness, hopelessness tears
One step forward, two steps back I am frustrated.
One step forward two steps back, I am frustrated
Skip the tears, nothing works, bring on the anger
I heard frustration brings on the tears.
School, work, money, I am overwhelmed
Money, a life, happiness, I longed
When will I feel peace
Peace what is peace?
Nothing goes as planned, no wonder I am frustrated
Things to go smooth I longed
Rising, building, surfacing is the anger
Anger over being frustrated makes me overwhelmed
When will this stop? I hate tears
Salty sweet tears
Tears bring calm and peace
This feeling makes me overwhelmed
I know longer feel so frustrated
The frustration disappeared with anger
Oh, how this I longed.
I longed
No more tears
No more anger
Just peace
No frustration
No being overwhelmed
Slowly I am overwhelmed
Peace I have longed
Slowly I become frustrated
Bring on the tears
What happened to peace?
Slowly it builds anger
Such a powerful thing anger
Brought on from the feeling of being overwhelmed
It doesn't last forever that peace
Peace and Understanding I longed
Sadness, hopelessness tears
One step forward, two steps back I am frustrated.
Blog # 11 "That Little Brother!"
That Little Brother!
He was young
too young
full of life
adventure and
mystery
Just a boy
barely a teen
member of the
football team.
Climbing trees
running and digging
in the fields
he loved.
Handsome he was
for just a boy
a true Ladies Man.
My Little Brother
he was.
Until that girl
blonde and pretty
she was
She came from
another town
excitement prevailed.
never a smile
never a laugh
never even
an acknowledgment
just too quiet
she was.
Summer turned
into fall
which then
turned into winter.
All that time
they stayed together
whether they had to hitch hike
to see one another.
That following spring
not only did the flowers bloom
and ripen
the blonde girl's form
did also.
That summer
my little brother
beat me
into parenthood.
He was young
too young
full of life
adventure and
mystery
Just a boy
barely a teen
member of the
football team.
Climbing trees
running and digging
in the fields
he loved.
Handsome he was
for just a boy
a true Ladies Man.
My Little Brother
he was.
Until that girl
blonde and pretty
she was
She came from
another town
excitement prevailed.
never a smile
never a laugh
never even
an acknowledgment
just too quiet
she was.
Summer turned
into fall
which then
turned into winter.
All that time
they stayed together
whether they had to hitch hike
to see one another.
That following spring
not only did the flowers bloom
and ripen
the blonde girl's form
did also.
That summer
my little brother
beat me
into parenthood.
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
Blog #10 Comparison of "Bartleby, the Scrivener" & "Orientation"
"Bartleby, the Scrivener," Herman Melville and "Orientation," Daniel Orozco
In "Bartleby, the Scrivener," by Herman Melville and "Orientation," by Daniel Orozco, these stories have connection between the interaction of coworkers. In "Orientation" the coworkers are familiar with each others lifestyles. They know each other like they would a friend or family member. An example of this would be "Russell Nash, who sits in the cubicle to your left, is in love with Amanda Pierce, who sits in the cubicle to you right."(Orozco 46). "They ride the same bus together after work."(Orozco 46). "For Russell Nash, this is the highlight of his day."(Orozco 46). How would the narrator know this if the staff was not on open terms with each other? In "Bartleby, the Scrivener" the employees seem to not have much of life outside of work, but rather than a family within. Turkey and Nippers often have lunch and know each other very well. I think his conduct quite unusual, and, indeed, unjust, as regards to Turkey and myself." (Melville 415) "Nippers and I dined together to-day."(Melville 415). The effect of the coworkers knowing each other helps the office run smoother. Coworkers understanding how each other's minds work help the teamwork process.
In both "Bartleby, the Scrivener" and "Orientation" the lack of productivity is evident among the employees. In "Orientation" the workers do what is exactly on the to do list for the day and they stay their entire scheduled shift. "We pace our work according to the eight-hour work day. If you have twelve hours of work in your IN box, you must compress that work into an eight-hour day. If you have an hour of work in you IN box, you must expand that into an eight-hour day."(Orozco 46) In "Bartleby, the Scrivener" the workers work at their own pace and demeanor to get the job done. "All his blots upon my documents were dropped there after twelve o'clock, meridian. Indeed, not only would he be reckless, and sadly given to making blots in the afternoon, but, some days, he went further, and was rather noisy." (Melville 408) The effect of the lack of productivity in the office, shows future clients the lazy, relaxed version of the office. This could lead clients to believe that the lawyer is not conducted properly, is rather lazy, and is a poor boss to allow so unprofessionalism.
In these stories of "Bartleby, the Scrivener" and "Orientation" the value of a job for these employees is expendable. In "Orientation" the receptionist's know that if they do like the position they are hired for, they can go and get another job. " We go through receptionists here. They quit with alarming frequency." (Orozco 46). In "Bartleby, the Scrivener" the employees do their jobs, but in carefree way. For example Turkey "indeed, not only would he be reckless, and sadly given to making blots in the afternoon, but some days, he went further, and was rather noisy."(Melville 408). The effect of the employees not valuing their jobs reflects on the boss and business. When employees do not care about their jobs that gives people a reason to not consider doing business with you. If your employee does not care and take you seriously, than why should I?
In "Bartleby, the Scrivener," by Herman Melville and "Orientation," by Daniel Orozco, these stories have connection between the interaction of coworkers. In "Orientation" the coworkers are familiar with each others lifestyles. They know each other like they would a friend or family member. An example of this would be "Russell Nash, who sits in the cubicle to your left, is in love with Amanda Pierce, who sits in the cubicle to you right."(Orozco 46). "They ride the same bus together after work."(Orozco 46). "For Russell Nash, this is the highlight of his day."(Orozco 46). How would the narrator know this if the staff was not on open terms with each other? In "Bartleby, the Scrivener" the employees seem to not have much of life outside of work, but rather than a family within. Turkey and Nippers often have lunch and know each other very well. I think his conduct quite unusual, and, indeed, unjust, as regards to Turkey and myself." (Melville 415) "Nippers and I dined together to-day."(Melville 415). The effect of the coworkers knowing each other helps the office run smoother. Coworkers understanding how each other's minds work help the teamwork process.
In both "Bartleby, the Scrivener" and "Orientation" the lack of productivity is evident among the employees. In "Orientation" the workers do what is exactly on the to do list for the day and they stay their entire scheduled shift. "We pace our work according to the eight-hour work day. If you have twelve hours of work in your IN box, you must compress that work into an eight-hour day. If you have an hour of work in you IN box, you must expand that into an eight-hour day."(Orozco 46) In "Bartleby, the Scrivener" the workers work at their own pace and demeanor to get the job done. "All his blots upon my documents were dropped there after twelve o'clock, meridian. Indeed, not only would he be reckless, and sadly given to making blots in the afternoon, but, some days, he went further, and was rather noisy." (Melville 408) The effect of the lack of productivity in the office, shows future clients the lazy, relaxed version of the office. This could lead clients to believe that the lawyer is not conducted properly, is rather lazy, and is a poor boss to allow so unprofessionalism.
In these stories of "Bartleby, the Scrivener" and "Orientation" the value of a job for these employees is expendable. In "Orientation" the receptionist's know that if they do like the position they are hired for, they can go and get another job. " We go through receptionists here. They quit with alarming frequency." (Orozco 46). In "Bartleby, the Scrivener" the employees do their jobs, but in carefree way. For example Turkey "indeed, not only would he be reckless, and sadly given to making blots in the afternoon, but some days, he went further, and was rather noisy."(Melville 408). The effect of the employees not valuing their jobs reflects on the boss and business. When employees do not care about their jobs that gives people a reason to not consider doing business with you. If your employee does not care and take you seriously, than why should I?
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