I also like writing Poetry. Enjoy!
       
 (TXT) Butterfly
        I actually don't remember writing this one lol. Also from my
        AlphaSmart. It's very short but I thought it was nice.
       
 (TXT) Connection
        Wrote this one morning testing out my new-to-me AlphaSmart Neo.
        In memory of my friend whose time together I will always hold
        dear to my heart.
       
 (TXT) Kill the Bit (Personified)
        We're supposed to be working on plays in my current creative
        writing class, but I'm not quite getting the "play" feel. Still,
        this is a sort of "play," wherein an Intel 8080 CPU is being
        personified through the code for the Altair 8800's "Kill the Bit".
       
 (TXT) Blessing for this Body
        It sucks to get old. It sucks even more to be old when you are so
        young.
       
 (TXT) Ode to Computers
        Written as part of an exercise in my CRWT-2400 class in about 15 
        minutes (with about 10 minutes to revise it). I think there's
        still more I could do to it to organize it and make the rhythm
        even better, but my classmate liked it so I figured I'd share.
       
 (TXT) Tomorrow (Italian Sonnet)
        Written as part of an exercise in my CRWT-2400 class. We were
        supposed to write an Italian sonnet (although I broke the rhyme
        scheme twice because I felt it better that way).
       
 (TXT) Tired Ground
        A poem that I wrote for myself and revised for a workshop. It is, in
        essence, a prayer for healing and strength.
       
 (TXT) Mother's Kitchen
        Another warm-up exercise. I actually didn't like this one that much.
        Needed to be about my mother's kitchen, with something green and 
        something dead - and no self-insert. Did a bad job with meter.
       
 (TXT) Fools in the Rain
        Written on the spot as part of a warm-up exercise. Had to use a proverb 
        and at least five words from a given list.
       
 (TXT) Wandering for Love
        Mood
       
 (TXT) Bubbles
        Written in memory of my grandfather. We used to sit outside
        together on the swing talking and blowing bubbles. I miss it.