Reverse, Reverse!

I don't have anything to teach today. It's a sunny, beautiful day in Kansas, but I really don't feel the heat. I'm mellowed out and ready to hit up the weekend with the million plot bunnies bouncing around in my head. Duuude, I'm switching this blog today. No more lessons, you guys go learn on your own; the only thing I'll teach you are my stories and poems. I need to start building a fan-base anyway...bleh.

Here's a poem I wrote a while ago, it implies something, I'm sure you'll figure it out; but hey, don't judge, I don't do it so I wouldn't know if this is what it feels like. I just wrote.

Stardust


She holds a breath in
Keeping the stardust trapped in her lungs
Rappid flow of stars accross
Her eyelids
And she lets it go with a whisper
The stardust whithers and whiters

And then it's gone
Songs swell in its place
Melodies enchanting
Promising
Golden years to come

And then it's gone
And tears swell in its place
Sparkling dropets
Full of her life
Told in rain

Only the memories remain
The hit just brought on more pain
Colors fade
Facade is back in its place
She reaches for the another hit
And holds the stardust in.