Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Found Poem

The Beast
from Willians Golding's Lord of the Flies,
page numbers:p59, p158, p169,ch12

Kill the beast! Cut his throat! Spill his blood!
A song grown from the terror.
Kill the beast! Cut his throat! Spill his blood!
A dance made by the darkness.

They rose a thick, urgent, blind desire,
kill, in wildness a body falls,
the beast falls,
the creature who has the silver layer and sculptured marble falls.
The broken body moved out to wards the sea.

Was the beast something you could hunt and kill?
No, it's part of you,
the darkness of men's heart,
a darkness that spread.

The dead body becomes the gift for the darkness.
it has rose within the hunters, formed a new beast.

Civilization died with the conch,
Savagery born with the tribe.
Every thing bright and good breaks under the beast's flaming shadow.
What's left is only the desperation and stupidness of human world.




Wednesday, March 6, 2013

The Last of The Crazy Pople #1

    The book we are reading is called The Last of the crazy people by Timothy kindled . This is a book about mental illness and  family relationships. The story is locate at town in 1976.The reason for me to choose this book is because want to how could madness occurs one's mind and what is mad people's exhibition . I hope human can find a way to guide people's spirit. I also expects there would some rear events happens in this story.

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

One more time

One more time, please repeat the time over again.
One more time, please let us meet again.
I am locked by my memory.
I can't choose my next belongs.
I' m searching, searching for your figure
in the road you work, the window you were,
even I knew you're not there.
If a dream can come true, I would reach you at once.
I’m not afraid any more.
Even to give up everything, I would hug you tight.
 
 
One more time please repeat the time over again.
One more time please let us meet again.
I' m searching, searching for your figure
over the streets, lost in the dreams,
even I knew you're not there.
But if miracle happens, I want to meet you immediately
at a brand new morning, give up every things in past,
speak out the words I waited too long to say,
I love you.
 
How much more pain I need to bear so I can forgive myself.
How many things that I still have to lose so I can meet you again.
 
One more chance please let me choose again.
One more chance please let me meet you again.
I' m searching, searching for your information
in the noise of radio, the corner of news paper
even I knew you're not there.
But if miracle happens, I want to meet you again
at a brand new morning, give up every things in past,
speak out the words I waited too long to say
I love you
 
I' m searching, searching for your smile,
even I knew you're not there.
If life can repeat, no matter how many times I would be with you.
There is nothing more to make me want to stay
I never ask for more,
Only you.

Friday, April 27, 2012

Bullying

Petrified,
the whispering
and snickering.

They shoot me down,
used the tinest imperfection
nag me,
drove me
insane.

The ugliest person in the world?
The worst person on the world?

I cry myself to sleep.
I wanted to kill myself.
The pain and anger
bottled up.

Bullying is a torture,
pericles.

speaker: victim
audience: student and teacher
message: scard of bullting

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Crysalids continued



 In my mind, chapter 18 for “the Crysalids” is going to be like this:
When the three waknuks reach the city of Sealand, they are amazed by the city’s size and fanciness, and they still got shocked when they saw the population of the telepaths walking on the streets, even they had already heard them. The sealand women, whose name is Carmen Keyes (which they learned on the helicopter), place them in a five-star hotel. In the five-star hotel, David is transfixed by the 108 inches TV, empire size waterbed, and a whole level of games. After lived there for a day they are wallowing in the fun and relaxation the hotel brings to them. Sometimes Petra is brought away to do some scientific test to test her ability which David and Rosalind had only did it once when they just come to the city. Life at hotel is happy, but one day David remembers the friend they had left in the Waknuk. He feels so sorry and regret for what they had done. So he rushes towards the gate and wants to find Carmen. However the guard stops him and gives him the news that they can’t get out unless Carmen is approved. After some other events David finds out actually the city is as same as the Waknuk but wrapped with candy paper.

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

tribulation

One day I wake up find out that the sky is low and dark even with lighting shuttle around the cloud like the God' anger. Even though it looks very scary, I still went to school as usual. However everything works just fine until -- “ Aaaaaaa a a” my classroom fall into a big deep hole. Ground is shaking; sky is roaring. The hole's top was sealed by blocks of building, all the students lied in side the hole quiet and lifeless. Hours later each of us woke up, we climb out of the hole by a crack on the ground. However the image in our sight shocked us so much that no one made a noise. Then after a moment or a hour, someone started to cry, a switch seems to be turned on, madness just occurred our mind some were crying, some were shouting, me and the others were just staring there silently. Everything was gone! The school, the houses, and any other human buildings were disappeared, and the ground was full of cracks, dust, and cooled glass like stuff. The twenty-five of us were in complete chaos until the night was almost going to come. The students gathered in the forest discussing what to do next. we talked about what had happened to our world, and we came up the idea that it was god's tribulation because the forest and other nature were remained, so it must be a punishment for human kinds.Yet that was only the past, so we quickly move on to the next topic:how are we going to survive? First, everyone hiked around to see if there are any food. So, for the first week everyone did their best to survive, and because of the pressure from death and sadness twenty-five of us worked like one man that we didn't have any conflict, suggestion from anyone would approved by all of us if it sounds appropriate. In that kind of order we lived for weeks then things started to change.

Monday, February 20, 2012

letter to Rosaline

  Wouldst thou marry me? Oft i can't sleep because thou art in my heart. Thou art the moon upon my brow. Dost thou love me?
Morrow     and      eve,
with   thee   in   my   heart,
in   the   name   of   love,   I beg.
I beg for love, for marriage, for our future.
But if thou reject me, thou would be regret.
The tyrannous love makes me mad,
single tree can’t hang me dead.
If thou don’t love me,
I might love
somebody
Else.

restriction:i love you