Nothing Gold Can Stay

by Robert Frost

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leafs a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

(www.poets.org)

I believe that this poem is saying how nice it is to have something different every once in a while, but when everything changes, that one diffent thing is made into another norm and it looses its uniqueness. It kinda goes to show how you can only enjoy something so many times until it finally gets boring and you lose interest in it. It goes to show how we all need some sort of odd event to brighten up our normal, boring days.

William Carlos Williams

"It is difficult to get the news from poetry, yet men die miserably every day for lack of what is found there."

I think that this quote implies that for people who have never read poetry, when they die, they die in misery compared to the people who have read it because poetry brings light to peoples day. I personally do not agree with this because I feel that life is more complex than just poetry or no poetry, but it is a nice way to show how some writing actually makes a difference in peoples lives. 

Remembering 40 Years

Looking back on my life, I can see some good times, some bad times, some awful times, and some amazing times. I remember bearing down on the books in high school and being thrown full speed into college. How the professor looked like he was going to fall asleep in criminal justice and how my calculator always ran out of batteries in business. I'm glad with my choices in college and I had a good time there. Straight out of college I took a job as a cop and took a course in civil engineering in the off time. I am very regretful that I didn't manage my time better. When that was finally over, life was pretty good. It was twelve years ago when I started my own civil engineering company and ran it in the off time of being a cop. With a nice pension and a job I love I had no money troubles. Things have been this way ever since. It's been a good life.

Show don't tell

Its cylindrical shape shines in the light, illuminating my next destination. The nice metal casing hides the destructive gears inside. It perfects, but also destroys, all who enter its domain, but I grab hold of its handle anyway. It holds its place on the wall as I spin its handle round. I can hear its gears grinding up its next victim, but I continue on anyway because perfection is what is necessary to keep my grades in tact. It finally finishes its destruction and I remove its victim from its dark depths and return to my essay. It can only be graded if it can be read and now I have legibility on my side. 

Secrets

I, personally, have never held a secret so long that it had any effect on my composure or anything of the likes. I normally stay away from things that would make me feel bad because I know all too well how easily I feel guilty. I don't really have much to say about keeping a bad secret because I really never get involved in anything that would be considered bad.

Whenever I feel guilty, though, I really can't think. I'm always wide awake, thinking of what to do to make it better. Sometimes I feel like I'm even going to throw up. 

Its not really that often that I'm in those situations though.

New Year's Resolution

This year I decided that my resolution would be to not spend so much time on my homework and stop procrastinating. 

I plan to keep this resolution by paying more attention to what I'm supposed to be doing. Too many times I've caught myself trying to avoid doing homework until the last second. Then I complain that I have no free time.