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1st, Terrible Attempt at Poetry: “Wednesday”

I haven’t written a poem since the 7th grade. Sad, indeed, yes. But, after going to the laundry room and thinking about what I’m going to do this week, I came up with a brand-new one. Let her rip, right?!
The week is a mountain composed of five stages
Stage 1 is Monday
when we start off slow and steady,
but with enthusiasm in our hearts
Stage 2 is Tuesday,
where we continue the trudge with hardened legs, feet, and expression
Stage 3 is Wednesday,
and it’s also the point where we reach th peak of the mountain.
Now the trouble is to come down from the mountain!
Certainly, gravity is on our side now,
but in the real world
time is gravity!
Gravity can make you fall down to the bottom of the mountain
quicker than you want to.
It can make you regret
you reached the ground so fast.
Time will hurry the week up,
Thursday and Friday will pass you by
like a paper that’s thrown at you in class!
“Where’d it go”, you say.
If you’re not careful, time will make your careless.
But at least you can rejoice
that it’s the last days of the week.
Good luck,
and god speed.
Comments, please!!!

These Violent Delights Have Violent Ends

“These violent delights have violent ends, and in their triumph die, like fire and powder, which as they kiss consume” -William Shakespeare; Romeo & Juliet

Ah, dear old William Shakespeare. The one who taught us, as I stated in my previous entry, that not all love stories have a happy ending. Shakespeare was also the one that taught us that, not for the joy of others, violent delights turn into violent ends. Passion becomes dislike. Happiness becomes sorrow. And love, with time, becomes hatred.

When love becomes the center of all things, our live begins to revolve around it. Love for our family, love for our friends, and love for that significant other. Usually, we grow into such love. As a child, young and innocent, one learns to love, and care for, those who nurture us. When growing into adulthood, our friends learn to become family, and take a little peice of our heart. As one matures, we are captured by the love of a specific significant other, who eventually becomes our life partner. However, this love, like the flames of a burning fire, soon dies out.

In today’s society we are overcome with news of divorce, when marriage was supposed to be a holy union that lasted forever. Maybe Shakespeare knew what  he meant when he said that violent delights turn into violent ends. Everywhere you look, one can see couples ending such love which was once proclaimed. Screaming, bitching, and fighting can all be heard. We are consumed into such bickering from the beginning. There are people who can’t even look into another person’s eyes without feeling that ‘ancient grudge’. I mean people, seriously, can’t we learn to put our differences aside, and grow into love? Obviously not. So instead, we fulfill our pleasures to the max, and then simply leave them behind.
Never to be remembered.

In conclusion to my second post on the Tomas at Large Blog I wanna say, Thanks.
Thank you Shakespeare for foreshadowing such disappointing truths of our future,  four-hundred forty-five years in the making.

-Victoria Marie

Romeo and Juliet: Lovers or Sluts?

Hey there, Tomás at Large Blog followers and newcomers alike! Today, I have something a little different for you guys = an honest criticism of century-old literature by our new contributor (and old friend!), Victoria Marie. Enjoy, and make sure to leave your comments – this one’s open-ended!!!”

Alas, fair Romeo & Juliet. Possibly the most famous pair of lovers, star-struck that is. Verona’s most chaotic story since, well the 1500’s. A story of love, hatred, ancient grudge, and death. Because of course, not all love stories have a happy ending. Shakespeare taught us that one.

My opinion of such play is that the Bard simply sugar-coated the idea that love at first sight simply does not exist. How is it possible that two awestruck teenagers meet, fall in love, marry, AND die for each other in less than a week? Yes, the life span of most was not as long as it is now, but a week would have been the equivalent of a month in today’s terms of time. And two teenagers would be the equivalent of a pair of college kids getting married in Vegas. Pathetic, I believe. But when reading Romeo & Juliet, it is of great difficulty that we can understand this due to the vocabulary used by Romeo and his buds. With his romantic words flowing in such a rhythmic manner, who wouldn’t fall in love with that?

Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?
Did Juliet ever consider Romeo’s past relationships, maybe some ex-girlfriends thrown into the mix? When you have a guy like Romeo (who is prepared to die for Rosaline as soon as the play begins) that changes his mind every week about the “love of his life”, one can’t help but wonder whether Juliet would still be his main gal after two weeks. I think not.

Which brings me to my next point, how in the world is it possible to declare yourself in love after only one kiss?! That manages to sound even worse in comparison to modern-day’s teenagers throwing out “Ily” after only one day of dating. This is one minute we’re talking about here people!
Yes Romeo, you’re an amazing kisser. I think I’m in love with you.
Not to be vulgar, but kind of slutty, don’t you think?

But once again, Shakespeare manages to cover such hidden meanings with his romantic words. So, are Romeo & Juliet a pair of star-crossed lovers, or a pair of star-crossed sluts? I’ll leave you to come up with the answer to that one.