I'm late, I'm late, I'm late

for a very important date!

I'm sorry, I felt the need to exploit Alice in Wonderland there, and I do not mean to say that I am in any way mocking the magnificent creation that is Wonderland. It's easy to do so, but I'm not.

So, I realize that I said I would post Monday, and I did have a break in the massive amounts of homework, but I also realize that I'm lazy. I'm a slacker. That's come to be known fact around people that actually know me. I'm Heather The Slacker. Okay, so you guys don't actually call me that, and some of you still expect me to do a little smidgen of my homework and madatory reading, but not quite like the rest of Waccamaw. The rest of Waccamaw just assumes (and you know what happens when you assume *wags finger*) that because I'm smart that I actually do my work. But, come to think of it, doing all my work is a very rare phenomenon, and you would have to study the species that is me for a while before you see this phenomenon occur. I'm not saying I never do my work, either. I just don't do all of it.

But enough about how lazy I am. I'm not Hassan.

Now, I promise to uphold my promise. I'll post a poem. =D


the ever-present evanescent*
quick like vapor
to come and go
as she stares it down, intense

the pen's in her hand,
the orange on her skin
as she scribbels on the page
and the glow soaks in

shafts of light catch the
dust; pollen dancing
shimmering golden specks
in the golden light

her hand reaches out
trying to catch a dot, a needle point
but it jumps back
towards the glowing source

and she's looking up, again
blinding her irises
as the others grow around her,
sprouting color

her pen stops, pauses
the ink stain enlarging
it's pulled away, a line
emerging, words have formed

a picture's painted
of the faint orange glow
with bright blue rings
and specks of dust gleam

she closes the notebook,
grips it tight,
holds it to her chest,
exhales (eyes closed)


Okay, the asterick (*) is not actually part of the poem, I'd just like to say that you, Caroline, will not call me teacher's pet!

that's all I really had to say. Have a great day. And I'm sure, the next post will contain a poem because that one I'm not just putting up for fun, I need opinions but I'm not done with it yet. So, next post, look for that. Happy Easter! (as I'm sure this is my only post before then)

♥Heather