Poem

Broken Awareness

f I sit in thought

I’ll think of you
And who am I
To have such thoughts
That keep me restless in my bed
I wish to sleep,
To escape the images
A dream too sweet
Too kind to be reality

The universe strikes me
A force of unknown significance
I need to get away
Running will not solve it
And yet it could distract enough
To be in a right mind
For a day or two
To rest, to be calm and collected
To forget about you

And if the bell tolls twice
Who would stop to notice?
Would the gong pass between their ears,
Hang in the air completely unnoticed
With nowhere to travel?
Would it be carried off
Into the symphony that is the world?

Transformation

"I lived to write and wrote to live" -- Samuel Rodgers

I have transformed this blog into a place where I can submit the writing that I've been working. I wanted to have a new post about it, mainly for the purpose of separating my old blog about my life to my new blog purely about my writing. I'm an English major and a reporter for the yearbook at my school. Basically I'm saying that I write and reading..constantly. Academically and recreationally. I love writing and reading, they are my life. They feed my soul.
I write a little bit of everything. Obviously for school I write papers, essays, project, literary analysis's and critiques. For work I write journalistic stories and some blurbs. For myself I write poetry, non-fiction and fiction short stories and I'm currently working on a novel -- I'll explain about that in later entry. I try and explore all different types of literature and am constantly pursuing challenges within my writing, reading and observing, always striving to grow.