I wrote my text message poems at 4am while laying in bed trying to fall asleep. I didn't want to text them because it of the time so I just wrote them down after playing with my phone, and didn't type them back into my phone. After I wrote the first one I just kept going.
1.I look out the window n c a star it sparkles in the moonlight its beautiful n bright n a million miles away i wonder if ur looking at the star thinking of me 2
2.The sun is setting in the distance..red orange n blue, perfect like a painting i stop n let myself get lost in this beauty, i could stair forever at the world
3.The beach clear blu sky n warm weather is y I luv the summer. The days r longer the nights r shorter but nothing is better than laughter in the sunshine.
4.Autumn. Leaves change color than fall to the ground, a meaningless future. Its sad but an undeniable truth. Why?
5.Newly fallen snow is lik heaven. Soft white and perfect. Untouched by any1. I wonder how long this fantasy will last.
6.The ocean breeze on my face is calming the sand beneath my toes soothing the sunshine on my body protecting there no place id rather be.
7.I lay motionless on the soft grass n look up at the skyim lost in the clouds that r soft n white lik a cotton blanketI want 2 wrap myself in this perfection
8.The birds r singing the sun is shining through my window kissing my face, its morningoutside the world is jus passing by as I lay in bed
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
txt message poems
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i really liked the txt messages of number 5 and number 8. It sounded so southing with using the snow to describe heaven or heaven to describe the snow. I think that you should add a title to each one of the text messages and capetalize each letter. I also failed to do that on my first text message that i send to the professor but when i read over the guidelines of writing a text message, that was one of its rules.
Thanks for your enthusiastic response to this experiment, Justine. Some of these could be polished a little to make a series of very intense imagistic short poems. Don't stop there! Try doing this every few days, try taking it in new directions, and eventually you may surprise yourself with what you write.
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