When I hear or read them, an exotic garden begins to bloom inside my soul, and I recieve a glimpse of my happy place. Sometimes --actually, most of the time-- I do not understand the words, but that gives me an incentive to look them up and increase my vocabulary. For example, I decided to google "Beautiful Words," and I found this book titled,
100 Most Beautiful Words in English by Robert Beard. Several words that made the list were "demure," "effervescent," and "ephemeral." (I had heard of "demure" before, but, sadly, not the other two. I'm 21 and a junior in college, so I'm thinking I should have already known these words. Oh well, I know them now...) I may use some Christmas money to buy this book.
Anyways, after learning these words and spending some time pondering things besides Anatomy and Biochemistry (which I should have been pondering instead), I wanted to write a poem using these words, so here it is:
Moderately Bipolar
Before you get to know me,
I am really quite demure;
you may believe I'm stolid
when I'm only just unsure--
Unsure of how you'll view me,
inhibitions cast aside,
for when I'm effervescent,
no portion of me can hide.
Warm and cool are trying traits
to install into my brain;
"excitement" and "depression"
take precedence over "sane."
But, if you become my friend,
hot and cold will blend to be
a quirk reminiscent of
ephemeral sanity.
~Shannon McClure
12/14/09
It's a rather short, rhyming poem that almost reminds me of Shel Silverstein's poetry, but what can I say, I like poetry to rhyme. It may be too wordy in some lines because I was trying to keep the 7 syllable per line trend. This is the first poem I've written in a while, maybe even in several years. It's a bit unfortunate that I came up with it when I was supposed to be studying for my final two finals (haha).
To whoever reads this, let me know what you think. I don't typically like criticizm, but I can take it much better in written form. ^_^
