Sunday, March 6, 2011

Sunday Scribbles *updated*

I know I haven't posted any Sunday Sketches* in a while, but it's getting harder and harder to get "someone's" permission. Plus, this semester, the class has been doing ceramics, so I haven't had any pictures to scan.

Last weekend, I went downstairs to check on Stud when I woke up and found a pile of papers next to him, as usual. He likes to draw/sketch in bed, and then usually falls asleep with his stuff all over the place. As I went to pick up the papers, I realized there was actually writing on the page. Far be it from me to pass up and opportunity to snoop, so I immediately started reading. My little honey had been writing haikus. And they were good!! He managed to cover the front and back of a sheet of paper before falling asleep.

A few of them were silly. A few are just weird. A few were a little too deep and serious for me. Yet another reminder that my kid is far smarter than I am.

As I was reading them, and oo-ing and ah-ing, he came over to see what I was doing. I started telling him how much I loved his poems, and he says, in that 'annoyed teenager' voice, "Wait, let me guess, you want to blog about them!" HA! He knows me so well!!

He finally relented and gave me permission, so I'm going to post a few at a time, just because I like to pretend you care as much as I do about them. tee hee!

Five, seven, five, right?
Some haikus are quite pointless.
Five, seven, five, right?

The Darkness, peaceful
A black, blank canvas for some
The mind, the paintbrush

Some are high on life
To overdose is easy
Live responsibly

I'm sure that's enough for now. I don't want to spoil you. ;-)

*If you're new to these parts, you can click on the label below to see past posts. Be sure to also click the link "Lex's art" to see more.


***UPDATE***
Stud asked me if I blogged about his poems yet (he wanted to read the feedback) and then informed me that I needed to post ALL the poems as one "piece". Sheesh, how could I be so stupid!? Gotta love a teenager and his 'tude! So, here goes:

Five, seven, five, right?
Some haikus are quite pointless.
Five, seven, five, right?

The Darkness, peaceful
A black, blank canvas for some
The mind, the paintbrush

Quiet empty night
Careful hunters now rejoice
The sun will bring guilt

Foreign is evil
Every coin; two-sided
You could be evil

Some are high on life
To overdose is easy
Live responsibly

Music, amazing
Prepackaged feelings, sold now
True emotion, scarce

Feeling so lonely
Everyone else is lonely
We are together

Rulers of the Earth
Owners of all they survey
So were dinosaurs

A man can say "no"
All others agree to "yes"
The man is now wrong?

The world confuses
The world goes over your head
The world must be high

I quite like most mimes
I have never heard bad words
From a good mime's mouth

Erasers erase
Pencils erase emptiness
Just blew your mind, right?

Ugly step-sister?
You could be worse off, I think
Pretty step-brother

How does water drink?
Sounds really crazy to you?
How do we murder?

Snow melts silently
The sun rises without word
Be more like these things

Good-byes, never good
What's a "bye" anyway?
The word is just dumb

So much for feeding you bits and pieces. I'm going to find him now and tell him he better start writing something else because I've already put the label "Sunday Scribbles" on here, and I plan to use it more than once!! Plus, I don't know how to delete it. ....sigh....

3 comments:

Sarahf said...

Wow, those are good. I don't get them all, which makes me think they are far deeper than me.

Lsquared said...

Can't disappoint Stud.

He's mostly right about putting all of them in--they're more meaningful taken as a whole than one by one.

The music one is particularly good to my poetic ear--almost profound, almost surprising. Good word choice.

Darkness is nice too. The words create the feeling of a deeply textured darkness. An effective poem.

There's quite a range here--some draw you in better than others. Darkness, for instance, draws me in more effectively than hunters: hunters, for reasons I can't quite put my finger on, throws me out of the poem so I am more aware of the author--at the end I am wondering if the author is younger, or reads particular types of books, for instance, instead of staying with the flow of the poem.

The haikus are so varied, I wonder if perhaps they shouldn't be two or three sets rather than just one.

They also get better with a second reading--a very good sign. Tell Stud he should write more poetry!

Busy Bee Suz said...

Oh my gosh. These are great; amazing.
He is so deep and wise.
If I had to pick a fave (and that is hard) I would go with:
Some are high on life
To overdose is easy
Live responsibly

But really, they are all great. The man-boy is gifted!