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Showing posts with label red. Show all posts
Showing posts with label red. Show all posts
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Poem thing, I guess
It is an old color,
Sad and sorrowful, but with a lingering sense of hope.
It is the color of an old brick building, abandoned years ago, standing tall,
Or the old, dusty dress still hanging in the closet, alone and forgotten for years.
But it is also the color of a rose, fresh from the garden, its petals soft and young, awaiting the bright new day.
No matter what my poems are, they always come out looking ridiculously angsty. Honestly, I don't care for poetry at all - it's all a bit pretentious, isn't it? I far prefer prose and stories, really. Oh well, though - at least that's over, and I can move on to other things.
Sad and sorrowful, but with a lingering sense of hope.
It is the color of an old brick building, abandoned years ago, standing tall,
Or the old, dusty dress still hanging in the closet, alone and forgotten for years.
But it is also the color of a rose, fresh from the garden, its petals soft and young, awaiting the bright new day.
No matter what my poems are, they always come out looking ridiculously angsty. Honestly, I don't care for poetry at all - it's all a bit pretentious, isn't it? I far prefer prose and stories, really. Oh well, though - at least that's over, and I can move on to other things.
Red
These were my 'red' photos for the assignment - we were told to do a photoshoot themed around one color. It was just in the school, so there wasn't all too much to choose from, but I think these turned out decently. Later on, I'll be posting a silly poem about red, because we had to do that, too.
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