Sunday, November 07, 1999

mouse

Note from 2012: I am missing a diary from about 1998 to 2002. I wrote a lot of poems in that time, but to the best of my knowledge I didn't write any diary entries. I will provide some of the poems here as a way to represent my melodramatic mind during those "missing years" and on some of the poems (2000-2002) the dates are only approximate. The thoughts were sometimes experimental, and not a total reflection of my life. Just poetry of a teenager. I won't upload all of them, but I will upload a few to fill in any gaps in my chronological record.

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The poem on this page is from an old book of poetry I had, I would sometimes write thought fragments on it while riding the bus, no solid dates were written down.

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Today, I was waiting for the bus and I was looking across the road. As I watched the street I saw a tiny mouse standing on my side of the street. The mouse hesitated, and then ran into the street. Big cars roared over its head, coming very close to hitting the poor mouse. The noise confused the poor mouse and for a moment she weaved back and forth, as if she was lost. And then with new determination the mouse finished across the road. Some silly girl said something like "What a stupid mouse, it shouldn't try to cross the road, it could get hit by a car!" But I thought, "What a brave mouse! Good for it!" Because this reminded me of life, in life we struggle to cross the road (or you can say we struggle with a task) and many things confuse us, no matter how hard we try. But if we don't give up--- we can cross the road!

 
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