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Right now, I'm in the final semester of my high school career. Along with Chem, Math, and Psych, the required Senior Classes, I'm taking Creative Writing. A class I've wanted to take for forever. So, during the course of this class, I'll post my work. JUST REMEMBER. These were assignments...so not all of them come from the heart.
� Autumn
During my freshman year, my history class took a trip to the High Grounds. It's a memorial for WWII�this poem came out of that experience.
� Because The Dreamer Never Wins
I've always been a dreamer. I think I always will be a dreamer. My dreams are fragile, though, because people are always telling me "follow your dreams' and then they back it up with a 'but be practical too.' I only know one way to live, and that's through my dreams. It's the only way I want to live. There isn't a whole lot of opportunities in life for those who don't take them or make them for themselves.. and you can waste your whole life away worrying about which ones to persue. The key word in "living" is "live"...you can chose to live responsibly, and die dreaming...or live the way you want to, and die knowing you lived a dream. I want to die knowing I lived a dream.
Self explanitory.
Love can come into your life quickly, and sometimes it leaves just as fast, and you're not too sure what to do with the mess. A metephor of a broken heart.
Have you ever just stared out your window and made up stories of things that you see outside? That's what this is about.
A friend of mine started this and I finished it for him. It's suppose to be song lyrics, but I'm not talented enough to actually FIGURE out HOW to write music. *LOL*
� Feelings
When I moved to the town I live in now, in sixth grade, my whole life had gone down the tubes. Everything was going wrong. It's an old poem, not very well written, but it means a lot to me.
� For Me
For: Michael McLean, Love: Zoey Richardson.
This is for my darling Joey. Brian Lewis Gildenzoph was my little brother. When he was five months old, he was diagnosed with Leukemia--a childhood cancer. God bless my Joey.
� His Eyes
They say your eyes are the pathway to your soul.
I have dreams, and not just any dreams, impossible dreams. I want to be a singer like no one could believe. Sometimes I get so frustrated with myself for having high hopes, but I've learned never to let go of those dreams-it's what I feed off of.
I wrote this after hearing the Dixie Chicks sing "You Were Mine." I fell in love with that song and took it upon myself to write my own poem about someone leaving...but this time, she doesn't want him back.
This is dedicated to Steve.
I was at work when I came up with the lines "I need you to hear me, see me, touch me, and love me. And after thinking about this for a couple of days, in Chemisty, I wrote the rest of it. And I fell in love with it...(I know, I'm not being modest.) I hope you enjoy it.
Did you ever have something so fabulous, but not realize it until it was gone? Song lyrics that describe that thought.
Have you ever needed a second chance? I have, but I've never gotten one.
Just recently I did the hardest thing I've ever had to do. I broke up with a great guy because life got confusing and it was hard to balance my time. So to save him pain, I ended the relationship. I only hope he'll be able to forgive me completely for it.
� Loss
Have you ever lost a meaningful love? Someone who meant a lot to you, and they'll never understand just HOW much?
� Lost
This is another one that I wrote when I moved to this blasted town. Obviously the move wasn't easy on me.
� Love
Have you ever loved someone you met on the internet?
There was this guy that I liked A LOT in my Freshman year. He was new and a year older then me. Not to mention DROP DEAD gorgeous and EVERY girl wanted him. To top that off, he had a girlfriend. You know how embarrassing it is when someone finds out you like them when you KNOW you don't have a chance with them...? That's what this one's about.
Another one about my brother.
Sometimes it only takes the little things to know you're in love...and sometimes that's all you need...
This is another one that is co-written by Matt--check it out.
I really don't know what to say for this one, I don't even know where I got the idea from...just read. *laffs*
� Tell Him
I don't know where this came from. I was washing dishes at work, and it just hit me. I just about died, He definitely drops bombs on you when you least expect it.
It's a song, I think it's beautiful.
Have you ever noticed that no matter WHAT happens, the world goes on--with or without you?
� Titanic
This one explains itself. And I KNOW people...it's sad. *l*
The best gift and feeling of all, is that of true love.
Dedicated to my beloved Shawn Lock. Love, Anastasia Lablonski.


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