You can see many of my earliest pieces at
my other writing page
. These are the pieces that I've done since '98.
Keep in mind some of these titles are basically just for the benefit
of the web-page. I don't bother to title alot of my poetry. Another sign that
I'm lazy...
Prose
A story about a cliched future. For lack of a better name,
Uck
. Unfinished, likely to remain so. Poor thing gets dropped like most
of the long projects I begin with such enthusiasm.
A depressed short non-fiction piece. The
Shape of Jealousy
. Also see Jealousy Sonnet below.
Unfulfilled
, a piece that went straight from my Word to the web.
Checked
, a quasi-fiction piece. You'll see what I mean.
Poetry
Matched pieces from 1999, 2000, 2001, or 2002-- random snippets of poetry.
Snow White
, a slightly bitter poem.
Untitled
, a poem that I wrote to vent my frustrations.
1/18/98
, a non-bitter and rather happy poem.
Jealousy Sonnet
, The companion piece to the Shape of Jealousy.
Cindy
, a mushy bad poem about my kitty.
Soul-Searching?
, the lament of the single girl. rated: cheesy
Saint's Lament
, a bit of a break (at the end) from the cheesy crap I've been writing.
Candle
, a silly little 'visual poem' (which is really my excuse for not writing
a real poem)
Dealing with...
, a poem (yet another one) about my silly emotional instability.
Three Letters
, which is NOT ABOUT LOVE! Yay!
End?
a bit of a sad poem dealing with deterioration of friendship.
To Ask? Or not?
cheesy title, cheesy poem.
Annual
, it comes with the seasons changing...
Wish
, a philosophy I've developed.
Losing Things
, a poem about my absentminded-ness.
Heartbreak
, which despite its name is not me whining about how my heart is broken.
4-20
, take a wild guess what it's about (and no, Larissa, it's not smoking up).
Eyes
, the formulaic teenage girl's angst.
Happiness
, something that made me happy...
Risk
, to try or not?
Happiness II
, something else that made me even happier...(I am so creative with these
names here)
Cherry Blossoms
, I can always count on nature and wistfulness to inspire me.
Cameron 1/19/00
, I've gotta have some school spirit now!
Trip to the Marketplace
, a very inane title.
Snow Gardens
, another inane title for a very long rambling piece.
New Fruit
, a silly poem with an obvious subject...
Midnight Durham
, about what I do at midnight in Durham.
Lab Safety
, because I've learned from this mistake.
Spring Speed
, a reflection of North Carolina spring and melodrama.
Scar
, one thing that time did heal...
Fluff
, what can I say, I find deep meaning in everything.
Muse
, my 'poetic credo'?
Last Day
of freshman year.
Conversations in the mirror
, 2 pieces.
A night at the ocean
, 2 pieces.
Scar, reprise
, wondering whether I really am healed?
Faithless
, a poem with a depressing title that doesn't stop there.
Effect
, an unhappy rhyming poem.
Triptych
, three parts to one whole.
~
, too short to have a name.
Special! Chinese pair:
and
Snow. Again.
Heel-toe
. A work in two-step.
Ode to a Coquette.
Who is the coquette?
3/29/01
. I'm tired of giving poems titles that don't need them.
5/21/01
. It's hot.
Chaos and Beauty
. A scene at Duke.
Exhibitionism
. 'Nuff said.
Inadequacy
. Watch out for the end.
Aftermath
. For poetica-collab.
7/23/01
. Kiss my hand.
Unwanted
. For poetica-collab.
Minority
. For poetica-collab.
8/10/01
. Short and hot.
I'm a fool
. For poetica-collab.
Starting Line
. For poetica-collab.
Metamorphosis
. For poetica-collab
Strawberries.
Wild.
11/24/01
. After coming home.
Music
. Because it's not my forte.
Home
. Because my heart's no longer here.
Rabbit
. I love my bunny.
Fear
. Because I have too many of them.
The Secret Life of the Subway. Long title. Short poem.
On Leaving. Sadness.
Indolence. A beautiful moment.
Ocean. Missing someone.
Worry. Worrying, still.
Note: All poems followed by "for poetica-collab" were originally written
and posted on my diaryland
.
All writing copyright 1998-2001 by the
owner (synne@geocities.com)
of this page.
That means these cannot be copied, taken, or used in any
way, shape or form, by anyone. Unless you get my permission (which will
most likely require money...) But then again, I can't imagine any of you
out in cyber-land would WANT to use any of this stuff...