Question #1:How happy or disappointed were you with the person you were through your school years?Especially the awkward years, puberty. How easy or difficult were your teen years way back then? I was pretty happy with who I was, but I know some had a rough go of it, for whatever reason. Remember being called for basketball or the little girl or boy that wore hand me downs, other kids made fun of? Sad. I was one that got hand me downs from my cousin and tickled pink about it and wore them with pride! Dealing with acne, being called 'four eyes' because you wore glasses, the valentines that perhaps never came, bad hair, the 'in' crowd, cheer leading, and the book and poetry clubs for the high brows. I'm nostalgic today. I miss my teen years. I think I'd do it all over again in a heart beat, just so I could make good on some poor choices.Click Here Question #2:My 5th grade poetry for the newspaper?Is this poem good for a 12 yr old?The house that I saw yesterday was like a frightful dream, Every time you pass by it you hear a little scream. Never too near the house, ever should you stray, For if you stay inside too long, it is your life you pay. But for brave and foolish folk, they don’t really care, Because those brave and foolish folk are ready for a scare. They enter The Mansion even as the floorboards creek, And as they enter the big house the wind does seem to speak. It says “Beware to go in there, but do not be afraid, For it’s a dream though it does seem real right as it’s laid” And as they walk through the house two black cats cross their path, And a voice behind them says “Prepare to feel my wrath” Then an Icy feeling hand is lain upon their shoulder, As a weight comes down on them as heavy as a boulder. They struggle as they try to scream and cry out in pain, But their mouths are silent and the movements are in vain. And just then quite suddenly they jump up in surprise, They look around the room, shake their head and rub their eyes. It was all a dream and actually quite lousy, That was such a cruddy sleep and they are really drowsy. So they rest their head and are bound for another dream, This is both foolish and brave to you doesn’t it seem? I wrote this one last year and discovered i liked poetry. Who knew? I decided to run the poetry section in the class newspaper. It was valentines day, and i wasn't feeling to mushy, so i wrote this. Valentine’s Day, the day when people fall in love, Valentine’s Day, the day when angels flit above. They shoot their tiny arrows, and make you feel so warm, You feel like you’re a sparrow, flying in the morn. As for love with me, my heart to me has shown, I’d really rather walk away and leave the stuff alone. Are they good poems? It won't let me pick the best answer... Theyre really that good? Email me for more of my poems! Question #3:Help with english A level poetry?compare and contrast the way the poets present love, focusing on food metaphors, use of precious metals and other imagery, a comparison of the way that the poems use internal contrast and any other use of language that you feel is important in the presentation of love in the poems.That is what i have to do, the two poems are Valentine by Duffy and the Couriers by Plath, I understand Valentine is using an onion as a metaphor of love and saying how it has many layers, it will make you cry if your hurt, etc, But what i'm stuck on is the Couriers, How is it related to love? is the poem saying that how love appears is only an image? it isnt really like the fancy way the poem describes? any help would be really appreciated, thanks :) Question #4:People Keep Calling Me Emo? Am i?ok so let me describe myself to you...i wear alot of black (black skinny jeans, hoodies, converse, and band tees) im a naturale blonde but im curious how i look with black hair so im gonna temp. dye it black. i wear make up but not alot, i like to keep it naturale. i wear black nail polish. a few of my fave bands are: Motograter, Disturbed, Brokencyde, ICP, Hinder, Trapt, Bullet for my Valentine, Bring me the Horizon, Atreyu, Papa Roach, GreenDay, Three days Grace, Slipknot, and others that i cant list cuz it'd take alll day. :) i am kinda depressed, but i have valid reasons to be. i do write alot of sad dark poetry... i dont talk much, i dont laugh much... so do i fit the emo stereotype and is that why people call me emo? it gets kinda annoying! like everyday i have someone comming up to me asking are you emo? and im like huh? ummm i dont know can you leave now? its getting really annpying haveing to listen to it everyday! Question #5:I'm not being TOO harsh on this guy, am I?This guy...broke my heart. In everyway he could. I knew he loved me. I saw his little doodles.( we were never together. but everyone thought we were) <3he ended up telling me he hated me. (along with other things) 2 years ago. I know its sad im just getting over it. but hey, its how long it took. and I tweeted this (he doesn't follow me. only people from Team Jonas. Don't judge.) Wow. Tonight, I'm not heartbroken. Poetry helps in many ways. :) oh and by the way, to get you back, you're in my next novel. :) hows that sound? won't embarrass you TOO bad. But just the right amount so people see who you really are, and what you are about. Im not being HORRIBLY mean to you. Just, doing what I love. and you happen to fit right in. :) PS: You deserve so much more than what I will actually write about you. But I'm not mean-spirted. I just like revenge. You should be flattered. You get your own book! About YOU! But I'll be in it. Don't you worry your pretty little head on that. :) FYI: the story, is our story. From day one. My thoughts. My dreams. My pain. My depression. My life. Just, surronding you this time. <3 You know the beginning. Valentines Day. You know the ending. You don't say sorry. I bet when you read it, because, this one, I'm sure will be good and I'll find a way to publish it, you won't know its about you. Eventhough, everything sounds so..so familar. Like it happened to you? With the author? Hm. No, its not TOO mean to put him in my book? is it? <3 thanks haha no. I dont talk like that in my writing peices. I choose better words. make it flow. elegant. :) We never went out. But when something like that happens, I write. PS:we never went out. we hung out at lunch, in the halls, every second we had together Question #6:Do romantic guys exist...?I want a guy that writes me poetry, sends me a love letter on Valentine's day, wants to cuddle outside at night and stare at the stars, kiss in the rain, and do romantic things. And most importantly, a guy that is good to me and is always there for me.Are there any guys out there that are like that? Question #7:Opinion on Articles and Poems?Could you guys please read my articles and comment on them?here are the links for them Dog Related Click Here Click Here Click Here Click Here Click Here Poems Click Here Click Here Click Here Click Here Click Here The rest of the poems Click Here Click Here Click Here Click Here Travel Click Here Question #8:How do you keep a guy interested in you when you aren't willing to have sex before marriage?Ok, so I'm not religious or anything like that, but I still have really strong personal values. I didn't have my first kiss until I was 18 because I didn't want to kis someone I didn't love and waste that first kiss on someone who didn't mean much to me. Anyways, I had this first kiss with my ex whom I loved and still do and we were so great together. But then he broke up with me out of the blue and I don't know why because he refused to talk to me or give me any explanation. But his friend told me I was too much of a good girl because he was experienced with other girls and I wouldn't have sex with him. He never asked for it (and I'd have said no if he had) but he would always get really frustrated when we were making out and I could feel he was aroused, so it isn't that hard to believe he wanted it and that may be the reason he dumped me. But what do I do? How can I keep a guy interested and still hold my values? Because, if I really love a guy I don't want him to feel like he's losing out by dating me.I tried being extra caring. I made him beautiful gifts, like the playing cards I made and decorated for him for christmas with things like a kiss, a hug, a date, end an arguement, etc. And I made him the most amazing card for valentine's day and gave him poems I had written because I write poetry instead of keeping a diary and they were about him. I also texted him regularly to let him know i was thinking of him, i missed him, or I loved him. What else do I do? Question #9:english poetry C/W - Liz Lochhead - I wouldn't thank you for a Valentine and Shakespeare sonnet 130?i have to compare and contrast Liz Lochhead - I wouldn't thank you for a Valentine and Shakespeare sonnet 130.i get the shakespeare poem i do not Liz Lochhead - any help would be fantastic. i just dont understand it. i've tried. i didn't even know what it was talking about until my teacher told me. Please help me. Question #10:Why am i feeling so different?Ever since last valentines day (my first rejection) my hormones have been acting up strangely. I don't know why but im starting to like girls i would never like and im beginning to feel more and more empty inside. Though their are good things to this cause now i write awesome poetry. This feeling still makes me want to die. Music and poetry has now been my only place to vent my feelings. I am now disturbed of seeing other couples and cannot focus on my studies or anything. I almost never sleep and sometimes stay up the entire night. I am 13 years old and the youngest in a school of 8th graders. I want this feeling to stop. I don't know what to do anymore. Please help me...Question #11:was this an evil thing to do? I think its funny.?found out my boyfriend lied to me, and was sleeping with his 'ex' thanks to some facebook photos.so..... I put his mushy poetry/valentines card on ebay..... Does this make me a bad person? this is the link if your interested; Click Here Question #12:Poetry whilst you Pee?"This adds an extra dimension people will appreciate," said Hobart, Australia, mayor Rob Valentine in December, announcing that at the annual Taste Festival later that month, performance artists would entertain in the restrooms. According to Valentine, the performers would also supply soap and towels and would "recite (a) favorite poem, or tell ... a story" while concert-goers "used the facilities." [The Mercury (Hobart), 12-23-08]Question #13:To The Poetry Readers At Yahoo Answers: Is My Poetry Good?FriendshipA friendship is valuable very very very much its great because of the fun the bond, the times ,and such For some it is short For some its for life For me its always worth it for some its like getting stabbed by a knife But in the end its mostly great its definatly something to appreciate love you more than you know Why is it so hard for me to let you go You're beauty, genius and spirit Taunts me all of the day I think we'd be good for each other why cant we see one-another I'd give my life away just to hear you say; "I love you" Its sad but true My love's that intense It leaves me with no clue I feel like i wander aimlessly through love Sometimes i have to ponder how u get my heart to flutter above So now i must let you go because it seems our love cannot be sadly my heart has but one woe That now i have to let you go Love for her Love for him neither one knew that they liked them They were shy they were scared about their love tht couldnt be shared they thought about the other every day All they thought about was what the other one would say so when someone heard about the love they started a rumor which gave a shove so one faitful day the boy asked about that mystery she said yes and the rest is history When I wish upon a star I wish for your love but the star is as far as me from your heart. Some say your heart is made out of stone but I stand against it, although I stand alone. But if only you knew how perfect we would be its right there in front of you why cant you see? Love is disliked Just like many things Its hurtful but lovely And often too hard to bring. One day I'll find another Who I will love. And I'll try my hardest To make her heart rise above. Just to let you know You're making a mistake I think about you every day from the moment I wake I promise I'll soon find the perfect one for me Then I won't have to think "There are more fish in the sea." A Night To Remember. For the innocent blonde girl It was a night to remember A night that changed her world A night in December The girl was great And she was in love This night would change her fate and her heart would rise above She saw the boy she loved Her heart fell she could not talk to him But that night she broke the spell She forced herself to say a word and that boy turned around and said something which all heard They were words of love that made the girl cry A relationship unheard of They both felt like they could fly So they ran full of tears Under the mistletoe and kissed and kissed through the falling white snow It was a day the couple would always remember there special day in December Love can be described as many things good bad ugly for the kings. Love is like butter Rich and smooth But sometimes slippery and hard to grasp Life is like the knife you cut the butter with sometimes you get through cleanly but sometimes you get cut and bleed Love is also like the sky It is always there and it can make you blue Love is like the stars that fill the night sky you can make many wishes on them But the wishes and hopes don't always come true Most importantly love is like friendship while in it you go through ups and downs but in the end its always worth it. Coming from behind the cowards attack The army goes down gets stabbed in the back So retreating running from the cowards they entered a field Then they turned around and charged with the steel swords they wield A deadly horrible battle ensued and many men died that day And no one could ever again be happy or gay But for their battle what was the purpose will it ever be known will it ever surface? The battles for the betterment of one Which honestly are for no good reason Cause people to die unnessessacary deaths and many to take their very last breaths So why not fix this horrible thing? By rebelling from the horrible king. (gay is referring to the old meaning) (the king represents the US President and older kings) You stare at the sky innocently with your beautiful eyes while the morning mists are starting to rise You stand up smiling with your golden blonde hair looking so happy and without a care You are wearing the cross Of our Almighty god Who promisess etenal life and a place to nod Your purse is the color of the rolling deep sea and your great self makes all boys agree That you are beautiful and unique That you are smart but not a geek That you are great and one to love And a person to make hearts rise above So whatever people say to you remember who You are and what they say may be untrue And remember to smile and run about and to love life and stay devout “Will you be my valentine?” Oh so many say. And so many fall in love On this very day. Cupid shoots his arrow of love Over the o Question #14:what type of poetry is "The Valentine" by Edgar Allan Poe?Question #15:Logic Puzzle!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?On Valentine’s day morning at the Markhall Greeting Card Co., when sales figures for the 2009Valentine's Day campaign were announced, five of the staff were suddenly reminded that it is the day for those in love, and that they had completely forgotten to get gifts for their sweethearts. So, the five rushed out during lunch and bought gifts, one purchasing a dozen red roses. From the clues below, can you solve this hearty Logic Puzzle by getting each forgetful fellow's full name, his position at Markhall Cards, and the last minute gift he bought today? 1. The five forgetful fellows are Nick, Mr. Cross, the artist, the writer, and the man who bought theater tickets. 2. Mr. Everton isn't the designer. 3. Paul, who isn't Austin, isn't the one who purchased the Godiva chocolates. 4. Mr. Benitez isn't the marketing director or the designer. 5. Tony, who isn't the designer, bought a book of poetry for his beloved. 6. Nick and the sales rep went to the mall together to make their purchases. 7. Last-minute shopper Sam Donahue isn't the designer. 8. Roger isn't the forgetful fellow who writes verses for the cards. 9. Mr. Austin, who isn't Nick, made a lunchtime purchase of a heart pendant for his valentine Question #16:Should I email/text her or should I go see her?Heres the deal. Theres this girl I like(she knows it) and its not awkward when we see/talk to eachother. any who, I gave her a valentines gift that included some poetry(pretty much asking her out as time goes by) but I havent heard from her(she doesnt have the need to chase. shes that pretty) so should I email/text her? should I go visit her at her job as usual? or should I wait another week to take action?Question #17:Need help with full translation of a poem for language class.?So in my language class I am doing this really big poetry project worth like half of my grade and by monday I have to have this poem translated into like modern day thinking.. If you could majorly help me with the full translation of this poem that would be fantastic!This is by the famous poet Richard Lovelace.... " To His Fairest Valentine Mrs. A. L. "Come, pretty birds, present your lays, And learn to chaunt a goddess praise; Ye wood-nymphs, let your voices be Employ'd to serve her deity: And warble forth, ye virgins nine, Some music to my Valentine. "Her bosom is love's paradise, There is no heav'n but in her eyes; She's chaster than the turtle-dove, And fairer than the queen of love: Yet all perfections do combine To beautifie my Valentine. "She's Nature's choicest cabinet, Where honour, beauty, worth and wit Are all united in her breast. The graces claim an interest: All virtues that are most divine Shine clearest in my Valentine." And learn to chaunt a goddess praise; Ye wood-nymphs, let your voices be Employ'd to serve her deity: And warble forth, ye virgins nine, Some music to my Valentine. "Her bosom is love's paradise, There is no heav'n but in her eyes; She's chaster than the turtle-dove, And fairer than the queen of love: Yet all perfections do combine To beautifie my Valentine. "She's Nature's choicest cabinet, Where honour, beauty, worth and wit Are all united in her breast. The graces claim an interest: All virtues that are most divine Shine clearest in my Valentine." Question #18:My boyfriend of over a year put that he's 'Single' on Facebook.?I set up a facebook page recently, per my friend who lived overseas had requested of me. My boyfriend decided to set one up, too.In the space where you say if you're 'single, married, in a relationship,' etc., he listed himself as 'single'. When I asked him, very hurt and angry, why he did that, he gave excuses like 'well, i'm not married anymore," and "it's nobody's business". I was very hurt by this. I know he's committed to me and he's over every night, so I was very confused as to why he did this. He said, "I'm not going anywhere, I'm still with you.." I haven't been speaking to him and am still feeling hurt by his nonchalance. For Valentine's day, I basically have to ask him to get me something. I wrote him a beautiful card and he never expresses how he feels to me. I know he's capable, he's written poetry before. He was in a 10-year loveless marriage that ended 2 Septembers ago. He doesn't want to move in because he said if we fight, he'd feel 'trapped'. Should we break it off? He apologized for the facebook thing and changed it to say 'in a relationship'. But I still feel pained about it. How do I forgive and forget? Question #19:Did you send any of these on Valentine's Day?THESE ARE ENTRIES TO A WASHINGTON POST COMPETITION ASKING FOR A TWO-LINERHYME WITH THE MOST ROMANTIC FIRST LINE, AND THE LEAST ROMANTIC SECOND LINE: 1.My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife: Marrying you has screwed up my life. 2. I see your face when I am dreaming. That's why I always wake up screaming. 3.Kind, intelligent, loving and hot; This describes everything you are not. 4.Love may be beautiful, love may be bliss, But I only slept with you 'cause I was pissed. 5.I thought that I could love no other -- that is until I met your brother. 6. Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you. But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl's empty and so is your head. 7.I want to feel your sweet embrace; But don't take that paper bag off your face. 8.I love your smile, your face, and your eyes, Damn, I'm good at telling lies! 9. My love, you take my breath away. What have you stepped in to smell this way? 10.My feelings for you no words can tell, Except for maybe 'Go to hell.' 11.What inspired this amorous rhyme? Two parts vodka, one part lime. WHO SAID POETRY IS BORING Question #20:A poem for V-day... Can I get some women's opinions?First off, I'm 25, so don't answer this question for someone that is 15. I am an adult not a teenager...Anyway, I have been dating this girl for about three weeks now. She seems to be really into me and I really like her. I can't really say that we are boyfriend/girlfriend at this point but I think there is a lot of potential. I wrote her a poem and I am wondering if it would be too cheesy to give it to her for valentines day. I have been writing poetry for a very long time and have taken quite a few poetry workshops at a college level, so I know that my poetry isn't horrible. I'm just wondering if a girl would be turned off by something that seems so corny. Thoughts? Don't really want to post the poem to a public forum for fear of her randomly coming accross this post in the future and me looking silly asking this question. Just trust that it doesn't begin with, "Roses are red..." lol. I also imagine that I would look quite silly using incorrect punctuation for the possessive in the title of my post and then stating that I write well. 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