Poetry in three voices
Devil
Student
Angel
Why did my teacher assign this the night I have so much stuff?
I got an easier way for you!
What is it?
Your friend Rachel has that essay saved from last semester.
How would I even get that?
You know her password for google docs.
Hey, over here
I didn’t even realize
that’s cheating!
I don’t know, it sounds easier.
Wait a second Wait a second Wait a second
Don’t go soft on me
I’m not it’s just...
you’re not being soft, you’re just doing the right thing, right?
I guess so, but..
You have no time.
There’s always time, it’s easy
Come on Come on Come on
I’m being pulled both ways here.
But you know what the right thing to do is
I know, but...
You are tired and there is no point of being stressed about it.
Yeah, it’s getting late, and I still have to do my math.
Hey, snap out of it!
I know, I know, I am trying to stay awake.
Math is gonna take you awhile...
You could always go in early and ask for help.
Only nerds do that.
You’ll look like a nerd.
I don’t want to look like a nerd!
You don’t look like a nerd.
People would never judge you
Yeah… cough, cough nerd.
Won’t I go to Hell if I steal?
Well, duh…
It’s the place to be!
Are you kidding me? everyone knows heaven is the place to be.
Not to mention you guys are burning down there...
Don’t hate cause it’s hotter!
I’m pretty sure I want to go to heaven.
You have to choose
I have to choose.
You have to choose
I’m really tired, I think I am going to take to easy way out.
Wait what? you don’t mean that!
Yes she does.
My final answer is definitely the easiest way
You’re not needed
You’re not needed.
I’m not needed?
No, literally get off my shoulder.
Just fly away
You may have won the battle, but not the war
winning is winning.
This isn’t over...i’ll be back!
No you won’t.
Like she said, no you wont!
May God have mercy on your soul.
Student
Angel
Why did my teacher assign this the night I have so much stuff?
I got an easier way for you!
What is it?
Your friend Rachel has that essay saved from last semester.
How would I even get that?
You know her password for google docs.
Hey, over here
I didn’t even realize
that’s cheating!
I don’t know, it sounds easier.
Wait a second Wait a second Wait a second
Don’t go soft on me
I’m not it’s just...
you’re not being soft, you’re just doing the right thing, right?
I guess so, but..
You have no time.
There’s always time, it’s easy
Come on Come on Come on
I’m being pulled both ways here.
But you know what the right thing to do is
I know, but...
You are tired and there is no point of being stressed about it.
Yeah, it’s getting late, and I still have to do my math.
Hey, snap out of it!
I know, I know, I am trying to stay awake.
Math is gonna take you awhile...
You could always go in early and ask for help.
Only nerds do that.
You’ll look like a nerd.
I don’t want to look like a nerd!
You don’t look like a nerd.
People would never judge you
Yeah… cough, cough nerd.
Won’t I go to Hell if I steal?
Well, duh…
It’s the place to be!
Are you kidding me? everyone knows heaven is the place to be.
Not to mention you guys are burning down there...
Don’t hate cause it’s hotter!
I’m pretty sure I want to go to heaven.
You have to choose
I have to choose.
You have to choose
I’m really tired, I think I am going to take to easy way out.
Wait what? you don’t mean that!
Yes she does.
My final answer is definitely the easiest way
You’re not needed
You’re not needed.
I’m not needed?
No, literally get off my shoulder.
Just fly away
You may have won the battle, but not the war
winning is winning.
This isn’t over...i’ll be back!
No you won’t.
Like she said, no you wont!
May God have mercy on your soul.
Freeverse
Music
A single specific emotion,
caught in a single frame.
The music causing the phosphenes to dance behind our closed eyes,
the colors changing and swirling,
against the bleak black background
of nothingness,
along with the rhythm and bass.
The sweet taste of the music as it glides over your tongue,
the shadow of the taste left behind.
The shivers cause the hair on your arms to stand on end,
causing your body to shake.
The aroma of the sweet essence surrounds the person,
encasing your whole being.
Music, creating a physical essence of emotion.
The the result of a differing combination of twenty-six letters,
set to a musical background.
The lyrics,
speaking to each on a personal level.
Or perhaps the absence of the twenty-six letters,
letting the instruments portray the emotion themselves.
Music gives life,
helping one to overcome strife.
Each emotion heard in a variety of ways;
sweet slow melodies and fast hard rock,
fast paced rap and a slow country ballad.
The sound of any genre overcoming trouble.
A single specific emotion,
caught in a single frame.
The music causing the phosphenes to dance behind our closed eyes,
the colors changing and swirling,
against the bleak black background
of nothingness,
along with the rhythm and bass.
The sweet taste of the music as it glides over your tongue,
the shadow of the taste left behind.
The shivers cause the hair on your arms to stand on end,
causing your body to shake.
The aroma of the sweet essence surrounds the person,
encasing your whole being.
Music, creating a physical essence of emotion.
The the result of a differing combination of twenty-six letters,
set to a musical background.
The lyrics,
speaking to each on a personal level.
Or perhaps the absence of the twenty-six letters,
letting the instruments portray the emotion themselves.
Music gives life,
helping one to overcome strife.
Each emotion heard in a variety of ways;
sweet slow melodies and fast hard rock,
fast paced rap and a slow country ballad.
The sound of any genre overcoming trouble.
Monorhyme
Summer night
It was a gorgeous summer night,
just as the bugs began to take flight.
Such a beautiful sight.
As the bugs, the ones with light,
lit up the field, making it bright.
However, it was this night, that came the invite.
She fought hard against the pain, with all of her might,
but could not overcome him as her vision turned white.
For no longer could she fight.
It was a gorgeous summer night,
just as the bugs began to take flight.
Such a beautiful sight.
As the bugs, the ones with light,
lit up the field, making it bright.
However, it was this night, that came the invite.
She fought hard against the pain, with all of her might,
but could not overcome him as her vision turned white.
For no longer could she fight.
Rondeau
Gravity
Gravity pulling the crisp leaves down,
wind picking them up off the ground.
Just as bird they fly,
soaring upwards, into the sky.
Here is where you can hear their sound.
The leaves wanting to be found.
Yet, their cry, in the wind, drowned.
Nobody to listen to their cry.
Gravity pulling the crisp leaves down.
As I look at the trees, all of which crowned.
I see the majesty of the leaves, of which surround.
Wanting to give them the attention deserved, I let out a sigh.
At yet again another cry.
I am struck by this season, how the autumn astounds.
Gravity pulling the crisp leaves down.
Gravity pulling the crisp leaves down,
wind picking them up off the ground.
Just as bird they fly,
soaring upwards, into the sky.
Here is where you can hear their sound.
The leaves wanting to be found.
Yet, their cry, in the wind, drowned.
Nobody to listen to their cry.
Gravity pulling the crisp leaves down.
As I look at the trees, all of which crowned.
I see the majesty of the leaves, of which surround.
Wanting to give them the attention deserved, I let out a sigh.
At yet again another cry.
I am struck by this season, how the autumn astounds.
Gravity pulling the crisp leaves down.
Ecphrastic Poem
Wedding Song by Slow Log
Reflecting
A single eye, disconnected from the head,
sits in the center.
The eye shrunken in size,
pulls in your attention.
A bouquet of white flowers spread out.
The picture in black and white.
Yet, out shines her smile, bright.
Her forehead cracked like porcelain,
and her hair curled to perfection.
The background nearly brown,
colors that are not present spring into the picture.
The landscape blurred.
Reflecting
A single eye, disconnected from the head,
sits in the center.
The eye shrunken in size,
pulls in your attention.
A bouquet of white flowers spread out.
The picture in black and white.
Yet, out shines her smile, bright.
Her forehead cracked like porcelain,
and her hair curled to perfection.
The background nearly brown,
colors that are not present spring into the picture.
The landscape blurred.