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This blog contains mostly my poetry and a few thoughts from time to time. The thoughts will be entered when and wherever I feel necessary to keep things in proper order. Thoughts and things not belonging to me will be denoted with asterisks. Poems will be archived by the date which they were written, not by that which they were posted. I tend to update things a month or few after being written so as to keep current issues from wandering unattended around the web.
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[somberlife was first created July 11, 2004]
“The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean; not to affect your reader, but to affect him precisely as you wish.” ~ Robert Louis Stevenson
Saturday, December 04, 2004
Purple Like My Room
Purple like my room, I sit down to paint my fingers and toes too, Paint them both, purple, like my room. Looking in the mirror, "Mom can I get my hair tipped in purple, purple, like my room?"
There really is a logical (or half-way so) explaination for this. I recently went to a GSA creative writing work shop. For one of our writings we were told to pick a colour and were given 1 min to write down as many words, thoughts, and phrases as we could that we thought of in relation to this color. We then had to take these pieces and form them into a poem. Thus came Purple Like My Room.
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There really is a logical (or half-way so) explaination for this. I recently went to a GSA creative writing work shop. For one of our writings we were told to pick a colour and were given 1 min to write down as many words, thoughts, and phrases as we could that we thought of in relation to this color. We then had to take these pieces and form them into a poem. Thus came Purple Like My Room.
side note: my room is now dark red...with black trim. its awesome!
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