Georgia Tell's Blog, page 32
February 1, 2018
Poem #504
oh, it’s futile
people are themselves
they change
but they are the catalyst
Poem #503
I am a boulder
unmovable
nearly unbreakable
I watch the world
and exist
slowly wearing away
Poem #502
a spray of sparks
back of a pickup truck
two men in the night
shoulder of the freeway
everyone drives past
pondering for a second
but inevitably assuming
that this is correct
perception might be reality
January 23, 2018
Free Poems #4 – falling_in_love(“better off”) & sometimes
Twitter user @heisawolf — aka Juansen Dizon — asked me to write a #freepoem for him today! I haven’t gotten a request in a bit, so as soon as I had a moment I launched into it.
Just to preface this first poem, I’ve been learning Python, a programming language, on Codecademy.com (awesome resource, by the way!). I will paste the text below, but you really should look at the picture to get the poem in its true form.
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falling_in_love(process)
boy = “open”
girl = “open”def falling_in_love(process...
Poem #497
my body doesn’t fit
I keep growing
to the edges of this room
the walls are about to burst
my expansion will continue
shoulders pushing on the ceiling
legs squished to the walls
I’m a giant
Poem #496
[image error]fluffy cake
what is this wonder?
even I can make it?


