Behind

~Do not free a camel of the burden of his hump; you may be freeing him from being a camel.
~Gilbert Keith Chesterton

The week's going by pretty fast but I can tell it's going to be a long weekend. Papers and projects and studying... such fun. Today I sat out in the sun while it snowed. I took a test I know I failed. I didn't do half the things I was supposed to. I'm happier than I would expect under this stress :)

I've had a lot on my mind lately and rather than try to work it out enough to write (which even though it would probably be good for me, I don't particularly have the time) I copied another poem I wrote below. I also wrote this for Creative Writing. It's not my best work but it turned out kind of interesting. We were to open the dictionary and pick three words we had never seen before and write a poem using those words. Isn't too hard to pick them out :) Pretty sure I wrote this when I was under homework stress so if it sounds depressing that would probably be why.

(oh, and it won't let me have some lines tabbed in-which I think adds a lot to the poetry-sorry)

Behind

Imagine chilled and icy bars.
Patterns across the unreachable world.
Frozen
in this prison,
acquiescing daily, hourly,
to what you say I am.

I can see it now,
the catafalque weighed down
with the carcass of my cold, still life.
Waiting.
Waiting for the eulogy to begin.
Silence burns my ears.

I wish for my furlough,
a while, a time,
free from these walls.
I glimpse freedom and know
I'll never be there.
Is it worth trying?

A butterfly glides above me.
Graceful in its rough flight.
Rising from every slight fall.

My dry hands slide down
rubicund bars
like sandpaper smoothing.
Bars that line my sight.