Tuesday, May 4, 2010

The Twenty-Eighth: An Education

A while ago, last year in fact, when I was nearly 19, I wrote three poems for my Creative Writing Unit. One was longer than the other two, but I quite enjoyed the three of them together. They were completely unrelated, both to each other and to myself. I've decided to share them.

Welcome to my works.

Resonance
By Ashleigh Bell


The lunar tunes of the deep, cold night.
The hum of the sun-kissed day.

Spirits
By Ashleigh Bell

They both
Chinked together
At the edge of the glass.
He bought a round of her, whilst she
Shot him.

Elephant in the Room
By Ashleigh Bell


The young man sat there, fiddling with his tie
trying desperately to sit still.
The young woman perched, eying him off,
eager to pounce until...

The young man opened his quivering mouth,
to say what she wanted to hear,
But the only words to escape his mouth, were
"I simply can't say it, my dear."

The young woman's face began to red,
disgusted at what she had heard.
"You'd think that THREE WORDS were simple enough,
and then she screamed "YOU'RE ABSURD!"

The young man gulped, fear in his chair,
his heart was sinking like lead.
'Til something close by, a trunk, moved in,
and started to tap on his head.

Looking up to find the source, he gazed
(though he needn't have gazed too far),
A big grey creature with tusks and all,
it seemed a little bizarre.

Shrugging the trunk to one side he stood,
eager to lighten the mood.
"It isn't not my fault I can't say it out loud!
and he sat back down to brood.

Looking back at the man, the elephant laughed,
"I'm here to encourage you boy!
My job is to voice what you can't speak,
I really don't want to annoy..."

"But I know that you feel it, you big buffoon,
Why don't you just say it out loud?
You'll feel much better, just give it a try!
Say it big, say it now, say it proud!"

The young man leapt up, hope in his heart,
He was ready to do the right thing.
"My dear, I love you! For now and forever!"
and he opened a box with a ring.

The young woman smiled at her favourite three words,
pleased at the truth he pronounced,
And with a casual flick of her long blonde hair,
she ordered the elephant out.

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