55 words - What is love? v. 1

What is love?

What is love? Eve finds herself wondering as she sat in the waiting room.

When Jen comes out, donned in a crimson satin dress, Eve finds herself unable to breathe – finds it hard to. Her chest constricts and fumbled into knots.

“How does it look?”

She finds her answer to what love is.

“G-Great.” Beautiful.

What I needed to say v. 2 - final

Open the Door

It was a pretty
-- sunny --
June afternoon

I remember the sun’s ultraviolet rays
Enveloping my body when I walked out

I remember clearly
Though I’m not sure you would

I wanted to do something that day
When you fell
Would you have remembered?

When you tripped
When you suddenly lost your balance
When your head flew backwards
And hit the concrete ground --

All I could do was watch
All I could do was stare

I wanted to reach out…
Reach out and pull you right up

But all I did was nothing

I remember when you used to lift me right up
Next to the candy cabinet
And give me sweets and treats

Now all of that is gone
Your hugs – frail but firm
Your kisses – planted on my pink, blushing cheeks
Your voice – it’s been so long

So long that I’ve forgotten
Is that horrible?

But if I had --
If only I had reached out
And held that door open for you

Maybe you would be here

Next to me
Smiling

And telling me how much I’ve grown

I’m sorry I didn’t open that door for you

A Time My World Changed v. 3

I Can See Again

my vision is blurred

colors blend together

stuck together

opaque, unclear

i trip

i fall --

every movement

jumps

blinks

flinches

my vision is clouded

black becomes brown

green becomes yellow

thin, black lines on paper

appear blank…

blank…

blank…

white..

.

.

.

.

…

someone notices

my trips, my falls, my clumsiness

holds out hand

grasps it tight

and pulls me up

I can see again.
It is clear.
No longer does my paper appear blank.
Rather, precise lines are interwoven on the paper.
There are a million different shades.
Thousands of the same color.

Color.

I can define it.
I can touch it.
I can feel it.
It reaches out and I…
I…

I can see.

Edit: I've changed the second to last full stanza.

Assignment #1 - A Time My World Changed v. 2

I can see

my vision is blurred

colors blend together

stuck together

unattainable, opaque, unclear

i trip

i fall

every movement jumps, blinks, moves

my vision is blurred

brown becomes black

yellow becomes green

thin, black lines on paper

appear blank

blank

blank

white

someone notices

my trips, my falls, my clumsiness

holds out a hand

places it on my hand

i put it on

It is clear

Precise lines web through on my paper

There are a million different shades

Thousands of the same color

Color

I can define it

I can touch it

I can feel it

It reaches out and I…

I can see

>I have no idea what I should title it. .__.''

Beggar Who Loves to Sing - 2/21/08

"...boughs of holly! Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la!"

The man's screeching voice echoed in the Market Square. Several passing customers covered their ears - in vain - but the man took no notice. He continued.

"'Tis the season to be jolly!"

Other passing pedestrians glared at the singing beggar while the younger stopped pointed, and laughed. Or even wailed. The beggar, once again, took no notice.

"Fa-la-la-la-la! La-la-la-la!"

A tall woman passed by, stopped, hearing the horrible singing and walked up to the singing beggar. She stepped in front of him and raised a delicate eyebrow.

"I'm sure we would appreciate it if you would stop singing."

The man took no notice. By now, many pedestrians had stopped to watch amidst the screeching singing.

With no reply, the woman dug in her purse and pulled out a crisp bill. She covered the beggar's mouth and said, slowly:

"Sir, I'm paying for you to stop singing.

The square erupted into applause.

Elevator Scene - 2/15/08

The elevator door closed with a bell tone and Shaggy felt his cheeks turn red. There, standing in the elevator with him was this hot woman in tights, boots, a fitting top and a mask. Her long blond hair peeked out from her mask and hood.

Shaggy panted, realized what he was doing and turned away. There, stuck with him for a whole thirteen floors was the woman of his dreams!

He hoped he wasn't dreaming.

The woman turned to his direction in a corner, stared, and looked as if she raised an inquiring eyebrow.

Shaggy looked away.

"What?" her voice was soft yet demanding. She sounded irritated but to Shaggy, her voice was like an angel singing in the heavens.

Later, Shaggy would blame his response on his male hormones... He couldn't help himself. After all, he was male. And one with no brains who could only eat.

"N-Nothing... Just..." he started but trailed off as he caught sight of her breasts.

The woman held out a fist. "You have five seconds."

Shaggy gulped and looked around, realized for the third time, he was stuck in an elevator with a woman and how dangerous it was.

And that, my friends, was how Shaggy had gotten a red hand-print on his cheek.

Note: Forgive me if Catwoman's hair isn't blond.

Assignment #1 - A Time My World Changed v.1

Changed Vision

blurred

fog

every movement

jumps, moves, blinks

unclear, opaque

it blends together

Until now.

Clear

Precise lines

come together

to show

Depth

Shades

Shadows

Color…

I can see

> What does it need?

> Should I add more?

> What descriptions should I add?