Layeka Jeune

Endings Poem

ENG 318

Phone Call at Grand Central

I know it’s been four months

and I know it’s late.

You’re broke and you won’t be fixed.

I know you’ve heard this ten times already

and I know you’re tired of this song.

But I’d move planets for you.

I’d give up heaven for you.

I’d breathe water for you.

I’d rip my skin off for you.

I’d never hurt you

again.

I’d love you.

I know I wasted your time.

I now it’s late and I know you’re tired,

but before I hang up

Ekphrastic Poem

Uncharted

A branch painted pink

while the tree strips it’s leaves

A soul spilled onto the wet concrete.

An ocean split in two with a narrow pathway

Two pillows and a comforter for the tired

and tempted.

A depression in the middle of the forest

A body of water under a goldmine

Three honeydew melons lost in a field of poppy flowers,

A monkey with it’s tongue and eyes plucked out

The veil she wore during reincarnation

A jungle without a name, England with no rain

Four rosebuds hiding from a bee who needs nectar

A blue cloud in a white sky with the Pacific as it’s lover

Cat-calls in the alley, love during the day

All along with your un-dying devotion

What you live for.

 What you breathe for.

A tree being painted pink, all while the branch continues to dance.

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III

Dante bong his nose

And his nose zoomed off in his hand

Rimbaud zapped his throat

Trying to woof

Dada is pow funny

It is a boing assault

On gong

Because bang

Can be boom by the bartender.

Storm

 April,

 my quiescent leech has fallen back

 into familiar customs.

 And I, am his cheerleader- even after the endearment had vanished,

 even after the injure had gone.

 like oil longing water in it's lonely,

 the way alcohol beckons to gasoline for

 companionship - we were inseparable and

 a bough anticipating it's snap.

 he happened to be falling with his eyes open,

 but he wasn't to blame - he was drinking.

 A Second April,

 I always prayed for the water to come, it had been long due.

 I always prayed it'd splash away the feeling of vexation

 between us.

 What was anticipated was a soothing mist that would caress us and wipe our faces dry.

 Instead it was an unsteady downpour that had stricken my vulnerability.

 Who could I cry out to? Who could I blame?

 Not him. No, because he was shunned by the love he was promised - because he was drinking.

 Final April,

 To my silent songbird, I can't watch you

 die anymore.

 A cascade of renewal should've washed over you this month, you said,

 but it never came.

 Instead you poured the pure poison into your heart - and I watched it become your reality.

 I couldn't see the flaw all this time.

 To me, he was just drinking.

 One More April,

 All this time, you were yelling.

 You were yelling, but I couldn't' hear you.

 You were too busy drinking.

 And I cheered him on, my ultimate flaw.

 He was drinking, he drank, and he got drunk enough for three lifespans.

 Not only was he drinking, but he was drowning, and it was draining

 Watching him die for so long.

 This time it was his fault, but mine all as well.

 I buried him alive where he stood

 In a pool of rain water, where my quiescent leech

 could drink forever.

 Alone.

                                              Do It! Diction

 No one can see me, no one would stop me, no one could help me. They would just call the _____ but it would be too late. My only regret is _____. She’d have the coffee on. There was a time during my search for a cure when I tried everything to stop including giving up _______. The smell filled the ______. I loved to drink a ______ of ______ in the _______, to say ______ to ______ after we’d spent another _______ together. I’d tell her now it’s going okay except for the poison. It’s going okay except for how much I miss her and ______. _______? ______?! I’ve never been a very good ______.

Police, my mother, on life, room, cup, tea, morning, good morning, mother, night, the poison, okay, poison, liar

No one can see me, no one would stop me, no one could help me. They would just call the _____ but it would be too late. My only regret is _____. She’d have the coffee on. There was a time during my search for a cure when I tried everything to stop including giving up _______. The smell filled the ______. I loved to drink a ______ of ______ in the _______, to say ______ to ______ after we’d spent another _______ together. I’d tell her now it’s going okay except for the poison. It’s going okay except for how much I miss her and ______. _______? ______?! I’ve never been a very good ______.

Hospital, my wife, the marriage, outside, glass, wine, evening, goodnight, my beloved, moment, want her, miss, want, liar

I think even before I filled in the blanks, the poem had a very dark tone to it. I think the first one is not as sad compared to the second paragraph I did. The differences in the two paragraphs is that it feels like the speaker is remembering good times he shared with his mother, as to not having many good things to say about his wife. Another difference I want to point out is in the first paragraph, the speaker spent a whole day with his mother, where as to his wife, they only have moments with each other. Also, in the last two lines, the speaker lies to his mother about everything being alright, while in the second paragraph he lies to his wife about missing her. I get the sense that the speaker has a bit of melancholy towards his wife, for whatever reasons. One thing is the speaker lies to both women in his life to spare their emotions.

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Layeka Jeune                                                                                        Prof. Rau

1/25/2017                                                                                              ENG 318

                                    Twisted Cliches

1.       “Hot as Hell” and “Slower than Molasses

v  “Slower than Hell” and “Hot as Molasses”

v  I’m pretty sure no one can be slower than Hell, I mean hell isn’t going anywhere, it’s in no rush. Also, maybe if molasses was any hotter, it’d move much quicker.

2.      “Dead as a Doornail” and “cute as a Puppy”

v  “Dead as a Puppy’ and “Cute as a Doornail”

v  There isn’t one thing dead about my puppy and I wish he’d stop teething on everything I own….this is my last pair of socks!!! Also, I’d like to think I have a cute doornail, I even painted it a pretty light pink.

3.      “Go with the Flow” and “Good as Gold”

v  “Go with the Gold” and “Good as Flow”

                        

v  I don’t think that’s a bad idea, basically saying “keep your eye on the prize” (see what I did there). Also, I guess you’re as good as the vibe and “ambience” around you.

4.      “When Life gives you Lemons, make Lemonade” and “If the Shoe Fits”

v  When Life gives you Shoe, you make Lemonade” and “If the Lemons Fit”

v  In my days, I’ve tasted many different flavor of lemonade from strawberry to blueberry, but as a professional lemonade connoisseur, I think shoe lemonade would have to be my least favorite flavor. Also,……. Who would you ever try to make a lemon fit? Fit into what exactly? The palm of your hand?!

5.      “Loose Cannon” and “Hold your Tongue”

v  “Hold your Cannon” and “Loose Tongue”

v  Please, don’t allow your cannon to roll off anywhere so make sure you’re keeping a good eye on it, also it can’t be very attractive to see a person’s tongue flapping all over the place.