The Sky Wasn't Candy
The Sky Wasn't Candy

What oh what is that big blue thing?
Covering hovering over this beautiful spring,
With fluffy white puffy cottons in it,
It's so pretty is it something I can eat?

What could it be that rumbling sound?!
And where oh where would is it bound?!
From afar I see the hulking abyss,
Coming surrounded with a black vengeful mist,

Together they clashed the demon and angel,
But it was one-sided, there was simply no battle,
Everything beautiful was devoured,
And on it went, the demon empowered.


Author's Note: Once again, I ended up writing my analysis of a poem with another "poem". This is based on e.e.cummings's The Sky Was Candy.

What our class was supposed to do was to try to re-imagine the scene through the eyes of a child, and write it out our own way.

I imagined that a naive fairy-tale loving child with a little imagination would probably see it this way, of course minus the flowery (or not) language I used.

I'm still stuck with the idea that young kids would probably be a little bit shocked at those old noisy dirty rumbling locomotives at first sight lol.

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The Death of Richard Cory
The Death of Richard Cory

I am at peace,
For death is my release,
An end to past, present and future,
I am simply, here,

In life I put on a facade,
The dream in everyone's heart,
In life I seem noble and polite,
But they know not the insecurities I hide,

Never satisfied with all that I have,
That's what eventually led to my death,
The same will go to people that looked at me,
And said among themselves "He's got everything, you see?"

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Author's Note: The continuation of sorts for Edwin Arlington Robinson's poem entitled Richard Cory. Written for my English Literature Appreciation class in ICSJ
stoned @ 8:25 AM
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Just Tonight
Just Tonight

“It’s okay” they said to me,
“You’re only human after all”,
But after awhile I started to see,
Men just weren’t meant to fall,

I know I’m not the best for you,
I’m only the second in line,
Painful to admit but it’s true,
I wonder if out of ten am I even a nine,

My insecurities, my inner fears,
And the sharp stab I feel,
They’re my secret, they’re my tears,
These are scars that take time to heal,

I realize I’m not the only one for you,
But you’re the only one for me,
I hide it well but I’m insecure too,
Because it’s better if you didn’t see,

Men are made of steel,
But even superman fears kryptonite,
I hide it well but in the end I still feel,
But I’ll be okay, just give me tonight…

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From my sad eyes,
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Flow,
Gone; my life.
Shattered; my dreams.

- Kai Teoh, Seasons of September