Another Random Poem

This poem was inspired by a writing exercise that we did in class. The exercise that we did was kind of based on the "2500 Things About Me Too" crossed with truth or dare questions. So I wrote this one and I like where it's going so far, and I was wondering what you guys think of it!
It's called "Every Memory With You is a Good One" and here it goes:

Do you remember the first time you reached for my hand?
Don't leave me alone when I meet your family.
Have I given you butterflies recently?
Go swimming with me, I won't let your head go under.
Do you wanna dance with me around the kitchen while we let supper burn?
Stare at the stars with me in the bed of your truck.
Do you remember when we went camping and we couldn't find a camp ground so we set up the tent in your back-yard?
Make popcorn with me and have a movie marathon all night even though you'll be out before the first movie is even done.
Can we get lost on a drive again, with a Blink 182 CD playing, and the sunshine melting our slurpees?
Let me paint sunsets with you as my canvas.
Do you want to build a fort in the living room?
Sing to me when you're happy, and insist that I dance with you.
Can we buy more bubble bath?
Let me pick a movie to watch and let me nap on you instead of watching it.
Can we go play mini golf again, even though you always win?
Surprise me with a picnic for my birthday.
Are you excited to go home?
Let's go home.


There wasn't really a set number of lines that I went for, I just went with whatever felt right. I hope you guys like it!

What was it called again?

So I read, or rather, flipped through "Disclosure" and I have to say I agree with the comment in the back of the book that says "I didn't get it... it was just 10 pages of her awards, her bills, and her drivers lisence..  maybe I missed something... but I don't think I did.. Strange" because that's exactly how I felt when reading this stupid book.
 I don't find it interesting reading someone's personal documents, and I think it's a stupid idea to put that kind of information out into the world. I definitely don't see how this could possibly be considered poetry. It's documents. The author didn't even write it. It's all photo-copied. I'm actually mad to have spent money on this when I have no intention of reading it ever again, not that I really did the first time.
 What I usually do after a reading, is write a poem inspired by it. But I'm not going to post photo-copies of my personal documents because that's idiotic. I don't even know what to do here. You know what, I am going to write a poem based off of this reading, and it's going to be just as boring and pointless as the book. It's called "The More You Know" and it goes like this:

DOB: April 14, 1995
Eye colour: Green
Hair colour: Brown
Gender: Female
Identifying Marks: piercings, tattoos, birthmarks
Height: I don't even know how tall I am
Age: 19


I bet that was just as fun-filled as the book! Wow, pointless information that nobody cares about! I'm sorry, but I just can't stand this book being called art and being published and people actually paying money for this. I really can't find anything I like about it. Maybe the cover? But even that's annoying because there's no title or anything and so the only way to tell which side is the front without opening it is the fact that there's a bar code on the back. I think this is my least favourite reading because it's so boring.

Maybe Another??

I feel like writing another poem, and I've been crocheting a lot lately so that's my inspiration since I wanna do that instead of all my homework. Anyways, here it is

It starts with a ball of soft yarn

it starts with a hook

and a pattern

The yarn slides through my fingers

the hook wraps and pulls

and a ball rolls across the floor

It's about creating

it's about relaxation

and yarn

There's so many hooks

there's so many colours

and I can't choose

I kind of have a pattern going, but it's not really to with rhyme as it is to do with structure, but I'm sure that's obvious. Once again, I didn't really get at what I was trying to do, but I still kinda like it. 

Poems, I Promise!

So I read through my posts from last week and I realised that I didn't really write any poetry despite finding so much to do with my name and birthday. I wanted to write something to do with the stuff I posted, but everything I came up with sounded like flarf, and I thought that it was kinda of boring, like I was making a joke that nobody would laugh at. I know that kinda contradicts itself, but it makes sense in my head. I decided to do something about what people might notice about me when they first meet me. I came up with lines mostly to do with appearance, but I still like what I've got so far! So this is my first draft, here it goes!


Green eyes
Brown hair
Skin pale like white skies

Freckled skin
Ears Pierced
Fingers short but thin

Polaroid prints
Music everywhere
Ink on my skin

Books stacked
Posters hung
Bookshelf space is lacked

Notebooks piled
I think I smiled


So this is what I've come up with, I think I like where I'm going, but I still feel like it's missing something or needs words to change, or more, or less. I don't know.

It's All About Me This Week

So I looked up Historical things that happened when I was born and I found this website: http://takemeback.to/14-April-1995#.VONfXPnF-UU
And according to this website, Burl Ives died on my birthday, which is sad, I listen to his music at Christmas. Also, the number 1 song in the US was Madonna's "Take A Bow." Which I've never heard. When I was growing up, I read Goosebumps all the time, and it's weird because one of my favourites "It Came From Beneath The Sink" came out the week of my birthday.


I don't know what it is about these books, but I was obsessed. My birthday is also the anniversary of the Titanic striking the iceberg, which was on April 14th, 1912. Which I actually already knew about. There's also a Wikipedia page for April 14th, but it is so dumb, I don't even know why they need a page that literally says it's the 121th day of the year or something. Really, it does. And that's all. Anyways, enough about me already.

It's Not You, It's Me

After doing my post on "25 Things About Me" I decided to share more about myself, also inspired by Kevin's birthday idea thing. So one of Kevin's ideas was to google my name and write a poem about what shows up. I really liked what came up. According to urban dictionary, this is what I am:

Raeanne

A sexy bitch who is not only an amazing friend, but pretty much the most amazing girl ever! Raeannes are often vertically challenged (short) but make up for what they lack in height in personality and spunk! These girls are some of the greatest ones to get to know, so do it! 
Raeannes typically have very nice bods, and are pretty much just gorgeous.

"Did you see that one new girl walking down the hall that looks absolutely perfect in every way?" 
"Psh, she must be a Raeanne."

Not gonna lie, this made me pretty happy. I was really not expecting to find anything like this, because usually when people google themselves it just comes up with random things about people who have the same name as them. Anyways, the first image to come up for my name is... 

Literally me. 

lol That is just fantastic. This picture is a few years old, but I remember taking it at my friend's house. Anyways, that's all for now!

Out For a Rip, And Stereotypes

So the other day in class everyone was saying how they hate cliches and it made me think of stereotypes too, and then it made me think of this video. I love it by the way, I hope you guys do too!

I always laugh when I read the comments too, because they're so dumb, people really care if you make fun of them using stereotypes. But anyways, I was gonna write a poem using only cliches and call it like 'Awful in Ink' or something stupid, but I think this video is enough for you guys to get the idea.

25 Things About Me, Not You

I started looking at the book 2500 Random Things About Me Too, by Matias Viegener. I actually liked this book because I like finding about the little facts about people. I feel like I know more about them from that than I would if they wrote me an essay about them self. So the title of this post is obviously not the same as the title of the book because I was planning on doing a little poem inspired by this book, but I didn't wanna write 2500 things, so I settled for 25 because it still kind of plays on the same idea. So anyways, here's 25 random things about me.

1. I don't drink apple juice very often because it reminds me of pee.
2. My parents hate popcorn flavouring so I add it to popcorn when I don't want to share.
3. I really like boxes, they make me feel like I have everything together which helps ease my anxiety.
4. I really like reading, but usually only if it's fiction.
5. I can remember song lyrics from fourth grade but I don't remember what I had for supper the day before yesterday.
6. I think music boxes are rad. 
7. I have a massive movies collection (the horror section itself is over 100 DVDs), and I still have a list of ones I don't have that I want to get.
8. When I was little, I collected ty beanie babies, and I still have them all in boxes in the basement.
9. I think corn mazes are super duper.
10. My boyfriend says I have an obsession with Zelda.
11. I just remembered Robbin Williams named his daughter Zelda because he liked the games so much.
12. I'm learning to crochet, and I just finished my first blanket.
13. I also made a little crocheted Baymax from the movie "Big Hero Six."
14. I have eleven piercings. 
15. I have one tattoo.
16. I'm learning to draw really realistic portraits of animals and people. 
17. I'm learning to play guitar and my fingers are sore.
18. I'm very sentimental. 
19. I have the piece of paper my parents used when they were writing out ideas for naming me.
20. Christmas is my favourite holiday because it's the only time of year that everybody in my house is happy all at once for an extended period of time.
21. My Mom has the coolest Christmas village she puts up every year.
22. I like car rides, and road trips. 
23. I climbed trees a lot when I was younger and I tied a skipping rope to a branch and tried to climb the tree by holding on to the rope and putting my feet against the tree trunk and everything was going well until the rope snapped. It's still there because I couldn't get it untied.
24. I have four brothers, and one sister, and they're all older than me.
25. When I was in sixth grade I was really good at double dutch rope jumping and started a trend at my school, and the year after I left they had actual teams that went to tournaments.

So there, I wrote a poem inspired by the book, and I think it's good, I laughed while writing it. I think I had the most fun writing this poem than any of the other ones. I hope you guys like it. 

Finding Inspiration or Not?!

I went to see a movie in theatres the other day called "Project Almanac" and without ruining it for anybody, it's about time travel. I feel like if I say anything else, I'll ruin the plot line, but I did really like it, so I guess see it... or not? Anyways, I was thinking about trying to write some kind of time travel poem or something like maybe one sentence, like one of those six word poems or something. I don't know really, I just wanna try and find something to write about. I'll try at least. See I have this idea where I wanna write a sentence that can be read backwards and forwards and make sense like that, I'm not really sure how to phrase it so it makes sense, which is why it's so hard to write the poem itself because I can't even explain what it is that I want to do. And I'm pretty sure what I've written so far doesn't make much sense either. Here it goes:

Enter a room. Open the door so we can

I'm trying to make it so that it can be read over and over to make more sense than if it was only read once through. I don't think I'm really getting what I'm trying to make. Maybe it's too short? Or I'm just awful at poetry. I just don't have the knack.

Second attempt? Maybe something longer?

Today I picked up the broken glass,
tomorrow I break the glass,
yesterday I sweep up the glass.
Today I use bread to pick up tiny shards too small to see,
tomorrow I cut my foot yesterday.
Yesterday the glass is glued together with tiny pieces missing.
Today is yesterday is tomorrow is never.
When are we?

I don't know if this one is closer to what I'm trying to get at but I do think I like it better than my first one. Maybe because it's longer? Or it has more of the feel I was going for? I don't know, but I think I'm getting closer at least.

Looking for Inspiration

So I'm not very good at writing poetry. I can never find the words that really encompass what I'm trying to say so my poems always end up sort of generic and boring. It's really frustrating to me because I try really hard to make something that has that hook that every single other person seems to have. So I decided to look up 'tips on poetry' or something like that to see if I could learn anything or at least have a little fun.

The first thing to come up was legitimate instructions, and they go like this:

1. Here are 5 ways how to write poetry:

   1. Capture a moment. One trap I can sometimes fall into is that I try to write the big poem or the poem filled with ideas (like love, hate, etc.). ...
   2. Steal a conversation. ...
   3. Describe something or someone. ...
   4. Respond to something. ...
   5. Use someone else's line.

So I don't know what I was expecting but I was hoping for something a little funnier? I guess. I don't really find these tips all that helpful, but then again I didn't really expect to find some kind of formula. I guess it must be something a person either has or doesn't have, so I don't really think there's anything I can do except keep writing until it doesn't look like something out of a factory.