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Ransom

October 27, 2014
By EleniAneziris DIAMOND, East Setuaket, New York
EleniAneziris DIAMOND, East Setuaket, New York
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Diving into the abyss of mourning,
she pulls out asterisks
and builds the stars,
her ginger cheeks glowing
just as brightly.
Sleekly she walks,
whirling into a dishwasher vortex,
a timey-wimey entrance.
Frivolous at first, but memes explode out:
some are potters’ creations,
some are bedridden from Ebola.
But the rubble from the sea bubbles
adore the power of murder.



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on Nov. 13 2014 at 10:05 pm
EleniAneziris DIAMOND, East Setuaket, New York
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Haha thanks! This was actually a poem I wrote at school, through a writing activity where I was forced to use a bunch of random words my teacher picked from a jar and called out on the spot. That's why some of the words might seem out of place. It was really fun though :)

dya.o PLATINUM said...
on Nov. 13 2014 at 10:45 am
dya.o PLATINUM, Milton, Florida
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Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;If consensus is overrated, I think balance is, too.<br /> I have no interest in living a balanced life.<br /> I want a life of adventure.&rdquo; | Chris Guillebeau

I know this is supposed to be more serious than anything, but I couldn't help but laugh a little when I read Ebola (considering all the muss and fuss over it nowadays). But other than that I really enjoyed this poem, and your vocabulary is marvelous. I envy your writing skills!