Hola, Néih hóu, Bula, Bonjour, Aloha, Konnichi wa, Mogethin, Kia Ora, Hi

-Hola, Néih hóu, Bula, Bonjour, Aloha, Konnichi wa, Mogethin, Kia Ora, Hi-
No matter what your language, cadence, or creed, I'm glad you're here =)
"She's tired of flat lands and cornfields, Seashells traced in snow. She wants more bugs on her windshield, She don't want to go alone...She talks about her waterfall fountain, And her house out on the bay. She's in love with broken glass mountains, Fireplace cafes."

Translation, please!

Thursday, January 27, 2011

A Belated Goodbye

I had to write a poem in this specific form (called a Villanelle) for my poetry class this week. So this is me cheating the system again and posting something that I had created previously =P
Enjoy =)


A Belated Goodbye

Green swung by in spice scented air
My seat jostled by unpaved street
And so passed by my paradise fair

Rocks lay like flattened stair
I slipped while tasting melon sweet
Green swung by in spice scented air

Animals stray free without a care
Faces came bounding to greet
And so passed by my paradise fair

Hopeless shacks stood everywhere
Small children longing to meet
Green swung by in spice scented air

Then me from my island, time did tear
Weeks escaped like minutes, fleet
And so passed by my paradise fair

Music and tears and smiles to wear
Farewell to infinite summer heat
Green swung by in spice scented air
And so passed by my paradise fair
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4 comments:

  1. BeckyFebruary 7, 2011 at 12:01 AM

    I really like this Netti! Great job!

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  2. Netti RuthFebruary 7, 2011 at 5:00 AM

    I really like you! ;) Thank you =D

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  3. momFebruary 10, 2011 at 12:57 AM

    i love this one! i can smell the spices, see the sights, and wish i felt the warm sun of paradise =)

    Fiji?

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  4. Netti RuthFebruary 10, 2011 at 5:01 AM

    yup yup!

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