Archive for September, 2009

A few poems that are not mine

I’m not in an overly write-ey mood lately, so I thought I would share some poems that influence me. Please enjoy.



Sonnet 116 – William Shakespearemarianne dashwood
Let me not to the marriage of true inds
Admit impediments; love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
Oh no, it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand’ring bark,
Whose worth’s unknown although his height be taken.
Love’s not time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error, and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

Kat Stratford’s poem from “10 Things I Hate About You”

I hate the way you talk to me,
And the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car.
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots,
And the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick;
It even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you’re always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh,
Even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you’re not around,
And the fact that you didn’t call.
But mostly, I hate the way I don’t hate you.
Not even close – not even a little bit – not even at all.


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Fear (a free verse stress fest)


Clutches at my chest like an intake of icy air

Restricts my breathing

Makes my heart race wildly.

The children.

Oh dear God, not the children.

Not my children.

I can’t lose them.


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