Poetry

A Red Red Rose - a poem by Robert Burns

O my Luve's like a red, red rose

That's newly sprung in June;

O my Luve's like the melodie

That's sweetly played in tune.



As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,

So deep in luve am I;

And I will luve thee still, my dear,

Till a' the seas gang dry:



Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,

And the rocks melt wi' the sun;

I will luve thee still, my dear,

While the sands o' life shall run.



And fare thee weel, my only Luve,

And fare thee weel awhile!

And I will come again, my Luve,

Tho' it ware ten thousand mile.



http://www.poetry-online.org/burns_a_red_red_rose.htm



Alright, so i mainly like this poem because concert choir sang it last year and it was absolutly gorgous sounding.But i also like it because its really romantic and i am kind of a sap. Also i like that it sounds like its from some 18th centery love story (not sure if thats the right time period).

The title fits this piece of work because the "red Rose"is a metaphor for his love and his lover, which is what the poem is about. The author uses similies and metaphors with comparing his love to a red rose, and he uses imagery when he paints a picture of the sea and melting rocks to emphasize the strenght of his love. Repitition is used a lot to highlight important parts(important to the author) and to give the poem a fluid flow. These devices make the poem more interesting and describe exactly the extent of what the author is feeling.

The tone of this poem is promising and romantic, he created this tone by the midevil love story language, and by the diction he uses.

Titles

Alright, so i realize that i said my potential titles in the last post but i was a little confused... so here they are again
1. The Truth Hurts
2. Painful Revelations
3. Catching myself

Titles and Accents

I was thinking of titling my story: The Truth Hurts. Other options could be, Painful Revelations, or Catching Myself.

Accents have got to be the most attractive things ever. even if someone is five feet tall, kind of ugly and unnecissarily rude chances are i would still find them extremely attrative. here is the order of attractiveness 1. British 2. irish 3. Australian, so basically if you fall under these categories you have the priviledge of being on the top of my list.
I think voices in general have to be some sort of turn on. now generally i like low, bass voices but a really good tenor voice (like Micheal Bubble) can be extremely sexy.

Ok, enough on that incredibly akward subject. Don't really know why i decided to write about that, but alas i did. Today i have a cross country meet at Highlands, the only problem is that it rained today and Highlands is primarily a hilly, dirt course. Mud! This thought both worries and excites me, because i have never really fallen in the mud before. Sure i have steped in it and gotten it on my cloths occasionally, but as far as getting shit faced in mud and submerging my entire body in mud, well that has yet to happen. So, if i pack it during my race today i will at least benefit from the experience, and hopefully i can pull down some of the competition.

Today i am going to talk about choir. Although choir may seem like a pretty chill-ax class to be in, you would be surprised by the amount of bitchiness that occurs in the soprano section.
Every girl is secretly competing to get their voices heard, and to one-up the person sitting next to them. Simply singing is never enough, you must also tune yourself into the voices of everyone around you, if not ,how could you ever pass proper judgement on them? while simultaniously convincing yourself that their voices fall inferior to your own. don't get me wrong i have many friends that occupy the soprano section, its just that i am sick of all the pent-up jealousy and anger. Its like a tornado waiting to happen. I keep expecting that one day we will all just lunge (and attempt to claw each others hair out) at each other in a perfect imitaion of lindsey lohan in Mean Girls (the animal scenes). But despite all this frustration, i like to think that i rise above the pettyness. After all i am obviously the best.

Personal Narrative

My Coach was relatively new to the team, and this, along with his goods looks and odd favoritism towards me, had always planted in me a strange desire to please him. This need to impress only made me more anxious as i started at him from across the bench.
"hi, Hannah"
"hello"
"So, do you have any goals for me?"
Um no
"I was hoping to maybe improve in the 200 free"
He wrinkled his eybrows together in frustration. He never bothered to hide his emotions.
"do you even know your times?" he snapped
I stayed silents, his question had obviously been rhetorical, and i was quickly hardening myself to his obvious frustration. Why does he always act this way towards me?
"You could be so much better than you let yourself be..." He began jabbing his hand in the air for emphasize
"You never die when you swim, you finish the race, and you still have energy!"



Ok so i know it doesn't make sense cause its only part of the story but my question is, do i do a good job of building the character of my coach?

Discover

Things I could blog about for long periods of time... i suppose that could be a large number of things. Star Wars, Harry Potter, crosscountry,swimming, baseball, politics, memories, family traditions, friendships. So my title is,obviously, "hannah's house." And beside the fact that it is a cheesy alliteration that happened to come to mind while constructing this site(and i simply wasn't feeling creative enough to rack my mind for a better title), it is also modeled after the show "Rev. Run's House." I can't exactly explain why i choose this, cause i've only seen the show 1 or 2 times and it was good but i don't "love" the show by any means.