Wednesday, January 14, 2009

My First Concrete Poem(Torando)

Spin/twist/twirl/rotatae/twine/spin/twist/spin
Twirl/rotatae/twine/spin/twist/spin/twist/spins
Spin/twirl/twine/rotatae/twist/spin/twist
Twirl/twine/rotate/twi
Twirlspinspinspin/rot
Spinspinspinspinspin
Spinspinspinspin
Spinspinspinsp
Spinspinspin
Spinspinspin
Spinspinspin
Spinspinspi
Spinspinsp
Spinspins
Pinspinsp
Spinspin
Spinspin
Spinspin
Spinspi
Spinspin
Spinspi

Monday, January 12, 2009

The Amazing Desk

Its look atacks my sight with its great light brown color,that I lose when I gets its tasty woody taste.I love its smooth surface as I write on it.Its fresh wood linger attacks my nose as I write.I love the desk do you?

The Great Whale

As i migrate threw the slippery water,I allow myself to surface and eject the particles of water,threw my blow hole that wouldnt dare stop me from breathing.
I continue my journey threw the silent water,to look for some victims for a treat,as i would do it again tommrow!