Explanation

So I'd like to become a writer one day, and I've been addicted to blogging since last Febuary. So I thought, why not write some short stories/poems and post them on here. Get my writing out there, you know?
I've been told by everyone that I'm really good. Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. I sometimes think they sugar coat the compliments a little bit. They say they dont, oh well.

I dont really have anything except the two poems I did last week for english. I already posted them in my other blog but I'll post them here for the sole purpose of this being my writing blog, an it is my writing..





Past
by irenejayne

I am from unbearably cold winters
and smoldering summers;
never in between.
I am from two-toned buildings
shared with people from all over.
I am from the reservations
and the land where green is in excess.
I am from a tired mother
and a father who seemed invisible.
I am from the church
the Hail Mary's and Our Father's, I dont believe anymore.
I am from a zoo
dogs, cats, hamsters, and birds.
I am from adventures to corner stores and car dealerships
only later did I learn I ran away.
I am from no brothers and sisters,
no friends to account for.
I am from loneliness,
not anymore.





Present/Future
by irenejayne

I am a different person
yet still the same.
I am an adult
with a child's heart.
I am a human canvas
my artwork speaks to the world.
I've got the straightedge
it spreads through me,
like smallpox in in the colonies.
I've got pride, I've got choices.
I am genuine, phenomenal, and optimistic.
I am cynical, typical, and overbearing.
I am a struggling senior
whose cap and gown dream seems light years away.
I will be a magician,
turning ugly to beautiful.
I am going to be a writer
whose works of love, mystery, and horror will be adored by all.
I will be me
for now and eternity.




If you ever feel like commenting or giving me your opinion then go right ahead. I'll take the opinions to heart and listen to them wisely.

<3irenejayne