Monday, February 28, 2011

Concrete poem

Melody

You
Can follow
Me. Copy me down
My words and sounds amaze the
But one can ever replace me. My purpose
Is much more than what it seems to be. You would
Know this if you listen with every single part of yourself.
I cannot make you understand. I cannot make
You see. But I can make you listen to
The words i play for you, it may
Not sink in at first but I'll
Be stuck in your
Head forever
You can't
Escape
It

The house was made of… [Journal entry]

The house was made of titanium and glass. Gabby and her evil step mother have lived there for the past 200 years. Gabby has never been able to leave. Until 3 days she was watching the stars twinkle and someone appeared.Gabby had to squint until she noticed it was a beautiful woman with wings she declared herself to be Gabby's fairy godmother. She didn't believe her so the woman turned a rock into a wagon and a squirrel into a horse. The godmother told Gabby that if she wanted to leave she had one day to get as far away as possible before the rock and squirrel turned back into their natural selves. Gabby's knees got wobbly with excitement and she hugged the godmother before thanking her and taking off. Gabby ended up leaving and never looking back. She had went through villages and forests before the rock and squirrel changed back. She found herself in a village called Humanoid. It was like no city she had ever seen before. There were large gates, it reminded her of a city. She had never seen one before but the books she had seen them in sounded how this looked. Accept this city looked much more advance than the ones from her books back home. The gates make a crack noise and they opened. When she saw the tall pale figure who was on the other side she couldnt help but marvel over his beauty. He was tall and covered in leather. His eyes we a chocolate brown and his hair was jet black and long with white dreds underneath. She had never seen such a creature before.

Friday, February 25, 2011

Sonnet

Cannot undo was has been done for you
The choice was yours and you shall live with it
You cannot feel what is wrong with you too
Nothing left for you to do but come sit

Let go of all that you know and believe
It may be gone but you can still be free
Make sure to tell yourself never to leave
I know you can't, but one day you will see

You feel like nothing else matters but them
Its hard to take care fo yourself with it
You cannot do anything to save him
The pain feels like youve been brutally hit

You jumped that time to get rid of the pain
But now you see nothing but lots of rain.

Daily journal

Three people I could invite to dinner would be the band Tokio Hotel cause they're my favorite band in the world and I would love to talk to them about their music and about music in general. Besides the lead guitarist is the most beautiful person I have ever seen in my life! It would be cool to have them there since they're one of top musical influences. So it would be important to me to have that time to get to know them.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Daily Journal

When I was about 7 or 8 we used to live in this house that was kinda old. And my brothers room was in the attic. And in one of the closets there was a hole in the ceiling. So in the closet there were these pigeons that lived in there. And one time when I was bothering my brother he locked me in the closet with the pigeons. I was in there for a good 20 minutes and I was crying and screaming, cause the birds was flying around by me and stuff. Finally after 20 minutes he let me out and i was crying for at least an hour. He got in trouble and afterwards was still mad at me. So ever since then I have been dealthy afraid of birds. I don't like them, and I just UGH! I hate birds with a dying passion. Especially pigeons.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

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Freewrite

OMG! I hate people. Like literally they just get on my friggen nerves. This dang girl that I don't even know in came up to me one time and asked "Hey aren't you that gay girl?" At first I wasn't sure if she was serious but she was. See I wanted to be like "You dumb brawd! Ain't you that girl imma slap in the eye?!?" or I should have said "Yup and NO I don't want you. SO MOVE THE HECK AROUND!" UGH! I hate when people come up to me and ask me that. My orientation ain't got nothing to do with you. If I'm not getting at you then it don't concern you. And on TOP of that who the heck walks up to someone they don't know and ask them that?!!?!? See that's why these dang children go around getting beat up all the time cause they have no home training and they parents ain't doing shiznitch with them! Like really do you have no respect for others at all. Ugh that's the reason why I don't associate with many people as it is. Like in school yeah I talk to a bunch of people but outside of school I got my select few. That's cause if you go around talking to people like that and I'm with you. I'm not getting shot cause YOU got a big mouth and YOU cant shut the hell up! Ugh that really just ticked me off cause I didn't even know the girl so that means somebody going about putting MY business out on the dang street. Not that I care about anyone knowing but its the simple fact that people are talking about me with out me and people I don't know coming up to me asking stuff like that out of the blue. Like does it make them feel better to know that they all in someone else's business or that they got something on me that everyone who needs to know already know. Like hop off that ish really cause its ridiculous!

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

CINQUAIN poem [absent]

Light

Brightly shinning

In the early morning

Can yo return later for me

Or not

Alliteration poem

Bring back black nights

Having nothing left but white light

Nothing left to do but stay and fight

I cannot believe the dreams were right

I guess we have nothing left that might

Live, last and long

Haiku Poem [Late/ Absent]

Flowers awake
The sun is out late
Nothing seems right

Earliest childhood memory

My earliest childhood memory would be when I was like 5 or 6 years old. I was at my grandmas house for this family thing and I was with a bunch of my cousins. We were all just playing outside and being obnoxious. My older cousin was chasing me around the yard. And I tried to run up the stairs. But when I got on the first step I felt something hot burning my foot. When I stepped down to see what it was nothing was there. But my foot was still burning. When I looked at the bottom of my foot there was a cigarette but that was stuck to the bottom of my foot. I has a blister on my foot for like a week and couldn't walk until it popped. Since I was a very dramatic child and still am. I didn't want anyone to touch it, or try to pop it. So when it popped in its own I thought i was dying.
     That's the earliest thing I can remember from when I was little.

Friday, February 18, 2011

Daily Journal 2/18/2011

A woman walks out into the cold night air. Her hands are shaking from what just happened to her dog. She was walking him down her normal path. She saw the same people that she always does. But she could feel that something was different. That maybe something was going to happen but she wasn't sure what. As she was exiting the park and huge dark shadow cast over her and the dog. Then suddenly the dog began to lift off the ground. The woman screamed and looked above their heads. She was surprised to see that there was some weird flying craft above her. There was a beam of light that the dog was being lifted into. She was trying to pull him down by the leash until it snapped and the dog just kept floating away. The woman was terrified and cried for the loss of her dog.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Showing a story [Metaphor poem] Absent

Telling  a story but using no words.

Using the body to give off the vibes.

Letting your movements tell us how you feel



No one but you understands why you do this.

Is it because actions speak louder than words.

Maybe because you cannot say a word.



Things seem better this way

Using your body to show us what you want to say.

Words are not needed, a voice can be lost

All you need are your movements

Parts Of Speech Poem

The Words

Strong and soft

Expressing yet hiding

Words outspoken

Free write

            So I'm almost finished with all my registration for college. I'm excited because I'm going to an art school. The best thing about it is that I'll be surrounded by artistic people everyday. I'm getting my bachelors degree in Audio Production. Only thing that sucks is that my ex girlfriend is going there for the same thing. Which means we'll be in class together. That's not okay, but i guess I can stick it out. I mean its only 4 years right? Ha ha on the brighter note, the school is awesome. theres a brand new 50,000 dollar studio that's being built and I get total access to it for school and even fro my free time. Which to me that's pretty awesome to be able to use the school studio for my own purposes. Everyone always asks me aren't I afraid of not getting any good jobs right after college. I just tell them I'd rather be struggling a little doing something I love, then being stuck in a career I just "settled" for. I see some family members who ave done that and even some friends and they're pretty much miserable.
    
           The second thing I'm excited about is graduating. I'm sorry but I really hate high school. I mean I like going to school and I like most of my classes. It's just with the excitement of what I'll be doing in school for the next 4 years after this, makes high school look like crap ha ha. I mean I know without high school I wouldn't be able to do what I want to do for a living but sheesh could it end already.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Simile By Keely

Music is like life because it can never be forgotten.

Dancing is like emotions because it expresses how you feel

A pen is like a voice because it gets you to the point

Technology is like time because its always changing

Money is like hate because it can tear people apart

Monday, February 14, 2011

Change Poem [Absent]

Time

Tomorrow
Yesterday
Today


It
Never
Stays
The
Same


You
Can't
Expect
Anything


Because
No
Day

Is

Ever
The
Same

Simile Exercise

1. A calendar is like a mirror because_________________.

2. A sandwich is like a pizza because you eat it.

3. An ice cube is like a cookie because it can break.
4. A knife is like a whisper because it can give you chills.

5. Kissing is like a careful collision because It can hurt a little.

6. Wet sand feels like a peeled grape.

7. Dead worms feels like leftover spaghetti.

8. Falling in love sounds like h*ll because you always get burned.

9. A dentist’s drill feels like death because it's horrible.

10. Tomato soup tastes like bleeding hearts because that's just nasty.
 

Bucket List [Absent]

Bucket List

1. Learn 3 foreign languages
2. Visit europe
3. Sky diving
4. Sing in a public place for no reason
5. Sell one solo album
6. Eating contest
7. Have a poem or short story published
8. Camp out at a concert
9. Learn Karate
10. Donate blood

Out of the dark we came, into the…

Out of the dark we came, into the forest. It was dangerous because half of us were blind and the others could not hear. It was horrible, no one knew what to do.The three wise men got crafty and found out how to guide us who could not hear by writing down instructions. If we weren't paying attention the musician who was with us played his trumpet loudly. Only thing was that there were natives in the forest who would reek havoc on those who aren't from there. But when they do you have to try not to squeal or else they get angry and make it worse. It was a sad night really because no one knew if we were going to make it out alive.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Limeric

There once was a monkey named Joe
His big fat best friend was Poe

He's got so much hair
You can't help but stare

Just look at that monkey named Joe

Ode To Music

Ode to music
The one thing that sets me free.
Evolving every day, Always different.
Expression in its best form.
I love how many ways you can be displayed.
How the words that mean one thing can mean another just by the way you portray them.
I love how no matter what no one can get you mixed up with anything else.
It takes the pressure out of letting my feelings out.
It helps me cope with all of life’s challenges good and bad.
What else can I say, music lives with me forever.

!0 years from now.

I woke up this morning in my king size bed to the smell of eggs being scrambled. In the kitchen my wifey is cook me breakfast before I go to the studio. After breakfast I got dressed for my day. When I got to the studio the band was waiting. We we rehersed for about 3 hours till I went home to chill with my girl. It was just a regular day at the house.
I'm living with just my girl and our dogs. No kids cause I don't have time for that and no other roomates cause thats not okay.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Auto Bio poem

Keely
Out-going, Passionate, Outspoken
Sister of Michael
Lover of women, laughter, music
Who feels content when expressing her feelings
Who needs to learn everything she can
Who gives laughter, happiness & advice
Who fears failure, spiders, & the end
Who would like to see everyone around her happy
Resident of Apple Valley
Brazelton

Most Embarrasing moment aka HILARIOUS moment

      I don't easily get embarrassed so I guess I'll tell you about my most hilarious moment I can think of.
      Last summer I was hanging out with some of my friends in uptown Minneapolis. We were walking to the grocery store and I had on these huge sweatpants that belonged to one of my guy friends. Obviously i couldn't fit them but I wore them anyways. When we were in the store I had to keep holding them up and pulling them up cause they were too big. Like a dummy I forgot that they didn't fit so I was in one of the aisles reaching for something. And with about 20 other people around me I forgot to hold my pants up and as soon as i got what I was reaching for, my pants fell down.
      My friends and the people around me were just laughing and so was i. Now it wasn't too embarrassing cause I'm not a person who can get embarrassed at all really.

Friday, February 4, 2011

Thank you Chekelea

Cheke thanks for always being there to support me. I know you might not agree with everything I do but I know thats because you care. I always enjoy all the time and advice you give me.  I consider myself very lucky to have a sister like you around because most girls my age don't have that. Thank you for always including me in your life and keeping me around. I appreciate everything you've done for me. That you for all of your support and love. I know sometimes I may make you mad or annoy you maybe but that's what sisters are for. :D
So thank you for everything you have done for me and will do for me, love you so much. 

Keely Renee 

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Memorable Events In My Life

Finishing my College application
Finishing my First Short Story
Putting my first dog to sleep
My 16th birthday
Singing in my first talent show in 4th grade
Getting my first job in 9th grade
Moving up two levels in my ballet class
Filling out my taxes for the first time
Only having to go to summer school once

A peaceful place

The most peaceful place I have ever been is probably; my great grandpa’s old farm in Nashville. It’s so pretty there and the animals are crazy fun to look at. I haven’t been there in a few years but the last time I was there I could’ve stayed forever. The fields are pretty I don’t know the exact acres but it’s big. There’s a huge chicken coop right behind the main house and the stables where one horse named Rojo stays. Also there are 4 pigs there, Sam, Roach, Piggy and Franklin. When I was little me and my brother named Piggy and Roach, I don’t know why we chose those names. The main house is like a off white cream color. With like 5 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms. The kitchen is huge!
I really miss going down there every summer. It was a lot of fun.  Plus the weather in Nashville is so amazing. I’m a southern girl so I don’t mind the heat at all. Since the farm is now only where my aunt and uncle live. They don’t do much with it besides take care of the animals and host family stuff there. So I’ll hopefully be going down there this summer before I start college. It’s a great place to be and just let go of all my problems and worries.