"Black and Blue" Excerpt - 1 Lane has instructed that Im to meet him at his house at two oclock. It turns out that he lives about five streets away from me in Mason Avenue, which is a street decidedly more upmarket than my own. Its like a film in the way that every garden is framed by a little white fence and square front garden. One has a pond, two have bird tables and another has a large trampoline. Despite it being so near to me, I can count on one hand the number of times Ive been up this road, and Ive never normally taken any notice of my surroundings. It is a really beautiful part of town. Lane lives at number 38, a house that has no ponds or bird tables or trampolines, but instead a huge flowerbed full of hundreds of flowers I couldnt even begin to name. There is a wide stone path up the centre of this floral rainbow and I stroll up it to knock on his dark red door. He answers the do
Mixed ShakespeareFrom fairest creatures we desire increase,And dig deep trenches in thy beautys field,Whose fresh repair if now thou not renewestAnd being frank she lends to those are free.For never-resting Time leads summer onWhich happies those that pay the willing loan Yet mortal looks adore his beauty still,In singleness the parts that thou shouldst bear.Look what an unthrift in the world doth spend,Shall hate be fairer lodged than gentle love?Look whom she best endowed she gave the more;And die as fast as they see others grow; O, none but unthrifts! Dear my love, you know Thy end is truths and beautys doom and date.
VillanelleI have to write a villanelle,A highly constrictive poetic style.Id rather be roasting away in hell.The rhyme schemes tough, it gives us hell.Ill probably be off by about a mile,But I have to write a villanelle.My brain has gone A.W.O.L.This poem will not be compiled.Id rather be roasting away in hellThan trying to get my body to expelA poem as slippery as a reptile.I have to write a villanelle.My stress over this poem the tarot does foretell.I dont think I will ever again smile.Id rather be roasting away in hell.This isnt very good, but on it I shant dwell.Its already starting to make me hostile.I have to write a villanelle;Id rather be roasting away in hell.
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