Ride Off Wind

Ride Off Wind

Verse
You fly
So high.
I just can't help but think of you.
In this world
Where we stand,
The sky won't limit what we do
Inter-
Changing
Emotions wandering your head
The place
You live,
You're awesome just the way you give

Pre-Chorus
~Me a thrill~
You're flying higher than you can handle.
~you're the wind~
Ride off, ride off, ride off, ride off of you.

Chorus
Ride off wind.
Soarin higher,
Farther,
Faster, goin with you

Make your move.
And sing louder,
Faster,
Find what you're looking for.

Don't you cry.
Do what you can to get by---------

Ride off the wind

Verse
Prepared,
And go out.
I'll go just anywhere with you.
Head out,
And get back
You said, "Baby, I love you too."
Change the
Channel,
Oh god, you know I hate this show.
You start
Thinking
Wondering how your life will be,

Pre-Chorus
~When you are~
Saying, "Yes, I do" on top of the altar.
~See it now~
Oh god, change it, change it now!!!!

Chorus
" "

Bridge
Listen, listen well.
I'm not the guy you met after the show
I, I can tell
That you are havin some difficulty
Sit, with me now
I'll write the best love song you've ever heard,
So just, just please,
Like me-------

Chorus
" " (Repeats twice)

Evangelic Words

Look at it, one life makes no impact here.
Nothing in significance to the world.
Wiped off of the earth, it sheds not one tear.
Same goes for a whole stadium unfurled.

What can I do, it's just pointless to try
Making the world a better place for us.
By myself, yourself, limited by sky.
In this world covered with people and thus,

Look around, and what you see is just
A small proportion of the big picture.
It makes me sad to think that I'm just dust
On this cruel world, world purely of stricture.

But I do enjoy life, meaningless life,
I'll put to use and live on purely strife.

The title of my sonnet is "Insignificance." The whole point of my sonnet is to make the reader feel "insignificant", then at the end, as a twist, I go on to say that I enjoy my "insignificant" life. I know that it's good to choose a topic that you feel strongly about, so this is what I chose. I believe this sonnet really makes you think twice about your own place in this world and putting into perspective just how big of an impact you can really make on society. I've always thought about this, thinking about what would happen if I were to just disappear, what I can actually do for the world, etc. I was able to come to some conclusions through my thoughts, and I've conveyed them through this sonnet. I like to think of this sonnet as an extraction of some of my thoughts being drafted onto paper.
In the first part, I introduce just how insignificant a single life is. "Wiped off the face of the earth, it sheds not one tear." means that the world won't stop in recognition or respect for you. The world will keep spinning, society will keep running, and all will continue just as if nothing had happened if you were to just disappear. "Same goes for a whole stadium unfurled." Means, if you were to take a stadium of people, and unroll it to reveal just how many people were there, if they were all to just disappear off the face of the earth, society will continue to flow as if nothing had happened.
In the second part, I added truth. The truth that you can't be anyone or anything you want, and that, most likely, you can't just do something that will have a worldwide effect. Also that we as people have limitations that sometimes, we can't break through. Limits on just how much or how well we can do most things. I put in, "Myself, yourself" in an attempt to try to get the reader thinking on the same page as I am. The world is covered in people, uniform and most time unwilling to stand out, so people will just vanish without a trace and the rest will continue on.

The third part begins with "what you see is just a small proportion of the big picture." If we refer back to the line, "Same goes for a whole stadium unfurled" it might be easier to understand what I'm trying to say. I'm trying to say that even a whole stadium full of people, is nothing compared to how many people there actually are alive on this earth right now.
We normally think of dust as nothing, just a little nuisance that we can't see. That's what I imagine humans to be, living on the earth; just tiny particles of matter that clearly exist in numbers, but lack any sort of individuality and whatnot. I go on to say that this world is made purely of stricture, and by that I mean that it has set limitations and restrictions, while it is also doing criticism in another meaning of the word. In this line, I make the earth come alive. Giving criticism on trying to be something more than what we actually are by creating giant monuments etc.
In the end, I state that I have accepted the fact that my life is insignificant, but I do enjoy living, and that I will continue to live in strife. In this sonnet, I guess I am coping with the facts of life, and accepting what I believe to be true. I think the meaning in this sonnet can teach others to think differently, in ways that they haven't before, since this is a sort of unique way of thinking. Or it could be how people think to themselves without expressing it. I wrote this sonnet in hopes that people would agree with me, or make people really think about what I have written down.

Catcher in the Rye Poems

Poems of Catcher to Reflect the Bottom of the Pond

"When I Find it Fit"
Tonight I laughed,
I laughed and I laughed,
Something I thought of
Before dinner had past.
Fell out of my chair, and onto the floor,
Where I continued to laugh,
More and even more.
My parents were concerned,
Thought my stomach had turned.
But it was OK, because I soon learned,
That Holden thought of me,
As a pretty funny guy.
And his face lit up,
It lit up like the sky.
My brother's so cool,
While I watch him Tee-off.
I hope he won't be mad,
When to heaven, I go off.

"That Ackley-kid" by Holden
He hardly ever went anywhere. He was a peculiar guy.
But that Robert Ackley wasn't particularly shy.
Obnoxious you could say. Repulsive and weird,
One of those guys, you'd normally steer clear.
But annoying as he was, always getting in my stuff,
I thought of him as a friend, someone un-phony enough.
He did what he pleased, didn't care what people thought.
Which is why he was in the dorm,
By himself he would rot.
But he'd found me and I'd been there,
To keep him amused, so he thought I would bear,
To have him around, in my room, on my bed,
He doesn't even listen, till ya smack him in the head.
He's an OK guy, I guess you could say,
That he was my friend, in some sort of way.



"Myself, Yourself" by Holden
I'm the most terrific liar you've ever seen in your life.
I can cut tension like butter with a knife.
It's really quite simple,
And really quite fun.
But once I get started, I'll never be done.
You can throw what you've got,
Throw me off, just you try.
But I'll bounce right back,
Like the Catcher in the Rye.
Because I'm so smooth, I can just get away
With all those lies, tsch, you won't make me pay!
You can't tell can you?
That I'm a liar at heart.
Every other guy on the street, you can't tell me apart.
And I know this, and that's exactly why
I can exploit your mind, I'm just that sly.
I know how you think, you god damned phony.
What you put yourself up as is just a load of bologna.


All of my poems are a look deeper into the minds of the characters. The three that I have done focus on Allie, Holden and some of Ackley. I tried to give insight, using knowledge from the book, into how they actually think. Just by reading the book you could understand that Holden thinks differently/ uniquely, so I was trying to show that with these thoughts, you could relate to him with how you think.
My first poem was a first-person perspective as Allie. Not much was said about Allie in the book except for a few parts where Holden was describing his old baseball glove. With everything there, it seems like Allie was a fun, enjoyable kid, who also broke into uncontrollable laughter every so often. Since we didn't get much about him, I decided to create a scenario that gives more depth into what kind of person Allie really is and why Holden misses him/ loves him so much. I also thought I'd add how Allie loves Holden. It may have given some clues in the book, but you still don't get much out of it, so I created thought for Allie of Holden.
The second poem is also a first-person perspective, this time as Holden, as I create a dialogue of a rant on how good a liar he is. Lying is a major theme throughout the book, so I decided to capitalize on Holden's lying. Starting off with a line from the book, "I'm the most terrific liar you've ever seen in your life." I followed it up with a few ideas that were mentioned in the book by Holden. There was also a line, "But I'll bounce right back, like the Catcher in the Rye." I was hoping to use that line as support to the fact that what Holden wants to become the Catcher in the Rye, and wants to grow as a person, to be able to simply bounce back, even if he doesn't yet know it himself. So far, I don't think Holden knows much of himself, but he is struggling to by trying new things. He's really insecure about how he is now, which is also why he constantly fabricates lies.
The last poem was a description of Ackley from Holden's point of view. Ackley may not have had a huge part in the story, but his character was very important in learning more about what kind of person Holden is. The fact that Holden is basically friends with Ackley shows that he appreciates people who don't try to act like anyone but themselves. I started the poem by speaking like Holden trying to be superior, but as the poem progresses, Holden realizes that Ackley's not so bad of a person, then slowly he realizes that Ackley's a person he's become comfortable with. That also shows how Holden kind of gets to know a little bit more about himself as a person, understanding how he thinks of others.

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