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Wind Whispers
We sat at the wooden bench.
The sunshine soaked into me.
I felt the rays warm my entire soul.
It's so joyous.
A monarch fluttered by us elegantly.
The wind whispered secrets of Earth's essence.
- Carmen Varner
Alien
Photo by: Carmen Varner, 2012 |
An excerpt from "Alien," which I wrote July 29, 2012.
"Alien"
By: Carmen Varner
I'm not sure where I am.
All I know is that I'm an alien,
a martian, a one-eyed green monster.
Out of place and alone
in this house of white.
To be alone,
to feel alone
is not as simple as being by yourself.
It's entirely real to be alone in a crowd.
Don't Get Lost
Don't Get Lost
By Carmen Varner
I think I've been down this road before.
But it's too early to tell.
The signs are familiar, yet the street is different.
I hope I don't get lost again.
The times they are a-changin.
But patterns are patterns,
They don't alter when you falter.
22
I can't believe life goes by so fast.
Each day is shorter than the last.
The evening air turns into the brisk morning breeze
then morphs into the warm noon wind through the trees.
Flowers bud, bloom and blossom in the spring.
Then there's always that summer fling.
The leaves change color and begin to fall
And after that winter concludes it all.
Technically, April 10th I turn 22
but to me, today is nothing new.
The sun is shining and my mood is sweet.
To be alive and well is the ultimate treat.
Thank you for your well wishes and support.
But it's super nice out, so I must cut this short.
Each day is shorter than the last.
The evening air turns into the brisk morning breeze
then morphs into the warm noon wind through the trees.
Flowers bud, bloom and blossom in the spring.
Then there's always that summer fling.
The leaves change color and begin to fall
And after that winter concludes it all.
Technically, April 10th I turn 22
but to me, today is nothing new.
The sun is shining and my mood is sweet.
To be alive and well is the ultimate treat.
Thank you for your well wishes and support.
But it's super nice out, so I must cut this short.
:]
A day like this // Poem
A day like this
by Carmen Varner
It's a day like this
that makes me want to stay inside.
The rain pours
and the skies are grey.
I wouldn't want to leave the house anyway.
I wish I could stay in bed,
under the covers,
warm and sheltered from the tears of the atmosphere.
It's a day like this
I feel more confused about my existence than ever.
It's so perplexing how the weather
and our moods
can be so easily swayed.
It's a day like this
I'm reminded of how small I am.
Nothing revolves around me;
I revolve around the sun.
And when I feel down,
I realize the skies don't lie.
They're up there,
up so high.
It's a day like this
I understand I must journey on,
even if heaven cries.
The world won't stop for me,
What is this? Pokemon?
"I choose you. I choose you. I choose you," a female voice said faintly, although I paid no attention to it.
"I choose you," the voice said again. I wondered who she was choosing and why she was choosing them.
"What is this? Pokemon?," I asked myself, as I strolled down an abandoned hallway. "Gotta catch 'em all."
"I choose you."
I turned around to see who it was. Nobody. I listened in an attempt to hear where the voice was coming from. Nothing.
"I choose you," the voice said suddenly.
"Is there some really rad Pokemon ringtone I don't know about?," I wondered.
"I choose you."
"No, really. I wish someone would choose me. But I'm never the girl to get chosen," I said in the direction of the voice.
"I choose you," it said again before I finally figured that the voice had followed me to my classroom. I immediately took off my lime green backpack and unzipped it.
"I choose you," the lady said. This time it was much louder, clearer. I opened up my pencil bag and there she was.
"I choose you," she said for the final time before I turned her off. It was just my trusty tape recorder. The night prior, I had recorded my roommate's voice as she read off lines for the memorization quiz I had in the morning. She recited her lines as Adam and left gaps for me to practice mine.
"Mystery solved," I thought to myself and smiled. "Although Pokemon would've definitely made a less lame story."
"I choose you," the voice said again. I wondered who she was choosing and why she was choosing them.
"I choose you," she repeated.
"What is this? Pokemon?," I asked myself, as I strolled down an abandoned hallway. "Gotta catch 'em all."
"I choose you."
I turned around to see who it was. Nobody. I listened in an attempt to hear where the voice was coming from. Nothing.
"I choose you," the voice said suddenly.
"Is there some really rad Pokemon ringtone I don't know about?," I wondered.
"I choose you."
"No, really. I wish someone would choose me. But I'm never the girl to get chosen," I said in the direction of the voice.
"I choose you," it said again before I finally figured that the voice had followed me to my classroom. I immediately took off my lime green backpack and unzipped it.
"I choose you," the lady said. This time it was much louder, clearer. I opened up my pencil bag and there she was.
"I choose you," she said for the final time before I turned her off. It was just my trusty tape recorder. The night prior, I had recorded my roommate's voice as she read off lines for the memorization quiz I had in the morning. She recited her lines as Adam and left gaps for me to practice mine.
"Mystery solved," I thought to myself and smiled. "Although Pokemon would've definitely made a less lame story."
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