I actually wrote this in a college science class after hearing the history of the Peppered Moth. I failed the class and had to retake it.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peppered_moth_evolution

The moth whose color does not match
Stands out from the rest of the batch
He is easily seen from the sky
By the bird’s watchful eye
The bird dives through the air
And snatches the only moth that’s there
But what he does not see
Is the moth that matches the tree
And so the moth can live in the dark
Until smog changes the color of the bark

Words fly through the sky
Some clumped together
Some lone
“I’m”
some go slow
some go fast
“on”
It’s hard to reach out
Grab the ones you want
“fire”

High on a rooftop
The Cat silently dances
The moon backdrops his silhouette
Leaping from peak to peak.
Twisting turning in fluid motion
He takes delight in his natural agility
Never again did he come down to the ground
Instead he bounded
One roofs edge to another
Growing accustomed to the height
So comfortable
At total ease with himself
Fear fell by the wayside
And when he leaped
And there was no peak-
No peak on which to land
He merely stretched out his paws
Thinking he could land on the ground.

Shy people blush red
And it’s been said
That red is the color of rage
Just go ask the sage—
No more poems, I have to stop
If I don’t I think I’ll drop
My hand hurts beyond belief
This is going to be such a relief

Click (sound of pen cap)
Ahhhhhh..

Time passes to slow for me
Its drags on for all to see
It makes me wait for each day
Not knowing what’ll happen on the way.
I want to know! I can’t stand waiting.
Extra time leaves me debating
If I’m doing all right
Time causes this plight
I want to know what is to be.
I want time to show me.
So hurry up time, move fast.
But please don’t leave me in the past.

I closed my eyes and my mind exploded
I searched its depths, the dark and corroded.
The most original thing, I sought
So “me” it could not be bought.
I dove past the logical
I eluded the rational.
To my conscious I subjected my wrath
“let Nothing stand in my path!”
And there I picked the lock of imagination,
To unleash my greatest creation.
What I saw brought horror to my face
Quickly and securely I closed the case.
I came out to see
That there in the mirror was me.
“I need the rationalization
As much as the imagination
The balance I must maintain
Otherwise I’ll go insane.

There once was a guy
Who wished he could fly
And soar through the sky
And never ever die.
But they were just dreams
And it always seems
That they could never come true
Oh what was he to do?
Then one day
He went away
And met a strange man
The man told of a land
Where the sky is always blue
And everyone’s dreams come true.
But all you get is one
Just one and then it’s done.
So the man went to this place
And a smile came to his face.
He made a wish and it came true
But now he has nothing left to do
“Oh poo”
“I wish I knew”

I am a rock so cold,
And slowly the earth warms me.
I am an island,
And slowly the waves erode me,

I build a wall around my heart,
And brick by brick, it’s taken apart

Get up for work
Coffee to perk
Do the shopping
Scoop the dog’s dropping

Empty the trash
Cut the grass
Feed the fishes
Do the dishes

Clean the clothes
Clip my toes
Pay the bills
Take my pills

So many things to say
No time in a day
Give a kiss to my love
Repeat all the above

Put pen to paper?
no, maybe later.