A Quiet Night

Composed 5/12/16
Description: For Day 8, which is “pleasure.” We were encouraged to use anaphora or epistrophe (repetition at the beginning or end of a verse). I chose to go with the former.

A quiet night is all you need
To reap the fruits of pleasure’s seed
A calmness sets into the breath
As exhales send our stress to death

A quiet night is all you need
To let all discomfort bleed
From the bones and from the mind
As you claim your own free time

A quiet night is all you need
To take that little bit of greed
For yourself and for your loves
To connect within, connect above

A quiet night is all you need
For true pleasure is just being free
So grasp to free time when it comes
And savor it until it’s done

The Legend of Aang

Composed 7/23/15
Description: Running a tad late on my Writing 201 class this week! Yesterday’s assignment just hit me when I was, well frankly,
POOPED. I just collapsed on the couch after work. Didn’t move. Watched the Oscars. You know how it is.

For this assignment we were asked to write a ballad honoring a hero while using anaphora/epistrophe.

I decided to write about one of my biggest fictional heroes (Aang, if you hadn’t guessed), which seemed fitting since the Avatar franchise just hit its 10th anniversary a few days ago! This show is, seriously, one major reason I started writing. If you don’t watch it, you should. Seriously. It’s that good.

Anyway, here is my tribute to Aang! I like to think of it as an old song sung in that universe. 

He was the boy who left
The boy the ran into the rain
The boy who fell into the sea
For a generation unseen

He was the boy who came again
Melted, as the world caught fire
Who journeyed far to make a change
For the good he’d known before the rain

He was the boy who gathered friends
Who held their lives and advice dear
Friends who helped him conquer sins
The fire of greed that sparked within

He was the boy who saved us all
Despite the worry, despair, and fear
Showing even gentleness
When the fire he put to rest

He was the boy who left
He was the boy who came again
He was the boy who gathered friends
The boy who saved us all
Wisdom and power so great
It inspires us even now