Poems and Such

Hmm, you know what's better than writing essays about gosh knows what?

Writing really bad poetry.

So without [much] further ado:

The Sources Of Happiness

Raindrops hit the window glass
Hot chocolate by the gallon
-with marshmallows too.
Grilled cheese on a plate and
a new Rufus Wainwright c.d.
Cotton candy bubble gum
The new Harry Potter book comes out in a few years
Michael Arden singing songs
A shiny dime
Good news making the front page.

and of course A Pond At Night

The calm water bright in the moonlight
The crickets chirping mournfully
Beautiful, serene, placid
But one close look reveals
The truth lurking beneath the black surface:
Nothing at all but stagnant water
The still depths display only a dim reflection
Of yourself looking back up at you.
There is nothing under,
No life, no motion, just stillness
Silence
Emptiness
Coldness
You shudder and turn away.

You are all scarred for life from reading that. Don't lie, it was bad, wasn't it?