Zoe Mullen
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I like to write poetry that is both sad and funny. I'm also a great comedian.
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Artistic Mind
Hey, ever had a dream that just doesn’t seem to go away. like gum that got caught in your hair and you have to cut it out but a few days later you realize it’s still there. then you laugh at your silly-ness and shake your head. You see we’re all a bit silly in our own funny ways, like a fish out of water as it flops around as if trying to walk, it’s silly. But anyways, we all have dreams that just don’t go away. I remember at the age of 6 and 7 I wanted to be a Dunkin Donuts employee just because my dad loved the place so much, i thought that making coffee and grabbing donuts was such a successful idea. Truth be told that’s just silly. I realize now I have many dreams that jump back and forth at each other like they’re wrestling in my head to fight for the upper hand with their own dream becoming reality. Now that’s up to me as I put my pencil or paintbrush to a rendered tree surface letting my mind flow through my nerve endings from my brain to my hand where colors and images will appear right before my pupils. Here and soon my minds in front of me and that idea has won the battle that goes on inside my mind as if it were training for days on end like an olympic swimmer who swims for hours to win that gold medal. But then, soon the miracles of an electronic structure that holds mirrors and lights inside it to project an image in the form of thousands of particles called pixels that portray pictionary proportions of color and contrast that contradict the real image that is seen. Now mind you, soon that image is photoshopped to perfection for the appealing of others because we don’t like to see the real thing anymore. But who am I to say that taking an image and merging it into something new with just a few swipes of a pen I’d say that’s pretty fantastic.
By Zoe Mullen8 years ago in Poets
Not So Simple
She woke up. Excitement bubbled within. Been a while. Misery took place. That's too exaggerated. Just missed them. The laughing nonstop. The blooming happiness. The comforting cuddles. Long life talks. Leading to jokes. There's more laughter. Notice the comfort? Time passes by. Errands are ran. Home she came. Waiting once more. Oh look there. The time came. Time for fun. Thought at least. In a car. Engine, four wheels. One quick stop. On our way. So many minutes. So many seconds. Not one hour. Something was wrong. Ride was quiet. Only one happy? She felt that. She shushed herself. Watched outside aimlessly. Nothing to do. What to do. Tried to conversate. Did not work. Nods and okays. Simple casual responses. We have arrived. Camp was home. Camp was escape. Friends were there. We drove up. Stuff was unpacked. Do what now? Moment of silence. Something was thrown. Laughs out loud. That was normal. Was it better? Smiles all around. Outside they went. Happiness and joy. Sun went down. Three more came. One not liked. Only by another. Rest liked him. She waked away. "Something to do". Hide hide away. Fair to go. They wanted to. She did not. Too many people. Just wanted three. Maybe one more. All them went. She ditched two. Go with others. Why she leave? Please come back. Hear her mind. Screaming at you. Fair in view. Clocks timed late. Darkness fell late. Music blared out. Screams from rides. Is this important. Why yes indeed. Rides were fun. Sometimes during time. Smiles were inactive. She simply couldn't. Made her upset. Hours went by. Something was said. Only a joke. "Die too early". Said by others. Only a joke. Didn't get it. Camp they returned. She trudged angrily. Questions were asked. Nothing was answered. She sat away. He tried walking. She wouldn't go. She wouldn't talk. They wanted knowledge. "You wouldn't understand". "Of course not". She jumped up. A sudden jump. Stomps of anger. Two went following. They stopped once. She turns around. Moment of silence. Yelling out loud. Accusations were claimed. Sadness and anger. It hovered around. Awkward head hands. Awkward look downs. She thundered away. The two followed. Like lost puppies. Two stayed behind. Stunned from bursts. They looked together. Slightest giggle arose. Stopped at once. The two sat. Gloominess filled up. Little words said. What to do. Thoughts raced by. One walked away. One stayed ashamed. What'd she do. She screwed up. Hair tie lay. Flicked couple times. Let's count them. One two three. Thirty forty fifty. Picked from ground. Went to flick. Footsteps in distance. Quiet voices herd. Was quiet time. For everyone else. One walked up. Where is he. Where is she. More yelling happened. Accusations and fights. Heads fogged up. Tears soon flew. Last words screamed. Tears flew more. Then simply stopped. She can't cry. Just doesn't happen. All over now. Silence fell over. Then more voices. They came back. She stormed inside. Then back out. More yelling again. Make it stop. Tears flowed more. No stopping though. Yelling more yelling. Will it stop. He reached out. Helped her out. Only one there. He defended her. Was only one. Soon he left. Soon he talked. Make it better. Did not work. He tried though. He came back. Tear stained eyes. More talking again. Ears closed tight. Heads leaned down. Silence mulled over. Arms held her. She cried long. Words were said. Comforting warm words. Was late night. So much silence. Footsteps on gravel. Have to walk. Find her now. Fire crackled softly. Voices whispered quietly. She wouldn't come. Come back please. Morning came up. Morning was already. No sleep now. Way too cold. Frozen inside outside. She curled up. Good mornings said. Slightest giggles again. Was it okay? No it wasn't. He walked too. He didn't speak. Happiness be present? She begged inside. Her stomach turned. Silence too much. Who to blame. No one knows. It seemed okay. The day went. Home to go. Can we talk? We tried talking. Reason too exaggerated. She thought that. Why so much? So much trouble. Did it matter? Need to overreact? Honestly my friend. Hypocritical personally really. She does something. She does same. She get mad. There's so much. Why do this. Stop being hypocritical. Honestly she's angry. But sad too. Cares so much. Don't leave her. Please listen now. Talk to her. Don't leave me. Don't walk away. Make things okay. So much saying. Not enough time. Much to say. Please give time. Give her time. Please don't leave.
By Zoe Mullen8 years ago in Humans
