"After the High" - An Original Villanelle

After the High
Hitched a ride with crazy
That was such a trip
It's what I get for being hazy

Don't know 'bout myself lately
Maybe need another hit
Or hitch another ride with crazy

Need to quit wasting myself & being lazy
Getting bigger and no longer fit
But it's what I get for being hazy

Streets know me as "Broken Lady"
For my bruised face & slit fingertips
Hitching too many rides with crazy

Curl up and bawl like a baby
Waking up feelin' like shit
What I get for being hazy


Puking to pop music from the '80s
Partying can be a bitch
Hitched too many rides with crazy


Chased by dogs with rabies
Ended up in a ditch
Hitched too many rides with crazy
It's what I get for being hazy


This is a villanelle for my poetry class. Tell me what I can change.

"Bageled" An original poem

Take advantage of my kindness
Make me feel important tonight
Leave me weak in the morning

leave me in the morning
Because I’m so fucking boring

Take my butter and jelly
and my happiness
my stars, my moon
my dreams, my sorrows
Take everything I am

Because I’m kind
And weak
I reek of desperation

I’m poetically pathetic
just words, no fighting

A white flag flaps halfway
Saluting my honesty

I wrote this for my poetry class. Tell me what I can fix.

Her realization- a poem

After painting your
love for her in long letters,
Thinking she'll never
love you back, She weeps into
her pillow wondering what could have



(this was supposed to be a tanka, please comment if I did it wrong)

Unsex Him- a poem

Unsex him

Squirm, wiggle, sweat under the leather straps

You can’t escape her

Anxiety overcomes you

She stands over you in her simple country dress

Her smile of determination

Increases your uneasiness

You speak sweetly to her, beg for mercy

She kisses your forehead and punishes you

The punishment was below, but your entire body felt the blow

The blow was vast and electrifying

Sending shivers to your knees

Her finger brushed against your cheek

Before she did it again

You were even more adorable as your grunts outshined her laughs

When it was all over she undid your straps and said ‘I love you’

It needs love- a poem by me

It needs love

Rock star from another dimension

Trapped inside a clown costume

Tall and dark and broken but

He’s been painted bright and jolly

But the make-up can’t cover his woe

Or his battle wounds

He needs something beautiful

He needs something great

Something he doesn’t know

He just stares at the big Ferris and

Waits for something—anything to lighten his darkness

Breathing in the carnival lights, exhaling the nicotine

Then he noticed her

Gentle and mature…beautifully weird

So he followed her to see what she’s about

To understand her soft gaze and her sweet way

To taste her soul and feel her beauty

He wanted her

He needed her

 

"Treat Her Right" Book Review

Treat Her Right by Lori Foster reminded me of the Marla Singer-Narrator Jack relationship of Fight Club.  In Treat Her Right, single –dad Zack is an average all-American man who becomes captivated by his kooky neighbor Wynn.  Wynn is arrogant in a beautiful way—she lets her emotions get the best of her.   She’s large and has messy hair, but Zack can’t help his attraction toward her.  It sort of repulses him that he finds her beautiful.  It’s almost like how in Fight Club how Jack can’t help but dwell on Marla Singer.  Both Jack and Zack become fixated by women they want to dislike. 

This story was funny and a quick read.

5 out of 5 stars

"Big Driver" Novella Review

Stephen King's Big Driver is a story about the determination of a simple woman.  The main character, Tess, encounters trouble while taking a shortcut and survived.  She now seeks revenge and her need redemption leads Tess to her inner woman- a woman she held deep within herself.  King knows how to grow and twist a plot and Big Driver is a perfect example of his genius.  This novella is featured in King's Full Dark No Stars-- a wonderful collection of novellas that are beautifully written.  I give Big Driver 5 out of 5 stars.