| more poetry... yes, i know, but i have a lot |
| (no title) by tamara peterson april '96 i found a place within my heart which no one else can find. it holds a door, it does not open for i found the key, i locked the door, and threw the key into my stomach where the acid got to it. Burrito by eric hadley (a friend from a drama team that i was a part of with kansas city youth for christ, aka yfc) my mind, a burrito my thoughts, the crusty beans inside oh, come and eat my burrito it tastes old and moldy. (yes, i know this poem is quite odd, but it makes me laugh every time.. there really is no deep meaning to it at all...) Dead End by tamara peterson november 10, 1995 Along the narrow, dirt path of Unforgettable Forest Where the autumn leaves lay Along that last youthful green on either side I gaze into the distant, uninhabited place - A place for no man of enterance be heard, the Majestic Branches of Lace which twist and twine are there That no man shall go. Like a deadly eve seems safe Beneath - but deadly. Only there for beauty of eyes Are the majestic Branches of Lace. The path may end there, but eyes never. My Cartoon Land by tamara peterson july 1, 1996 porky pig came first to me and tweety came right after. my cartoon land of animation kept me from reality. my role-model may have been wile e. coyote who chases after dreams right into ravenes and starts over again - right after the very same dream. my cartoon land of determination was disapproved by mom and dad who said it kept me from reality. i one day hit the off button on my television remote control and carried it in my hip pocket as i walked into reality. i now chase after my dreams, and when i fall down i pick myself up and start over again - right after the very same dream. my cartoon land of reality. |
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