Lindsay+Musoleno


 * // Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason. ~Novalis //**





Lindsay Musoleno's Page //

The distinction between historian and poet is not in the one writing prose and the other verse... the one describes the thing that has been, and the other a kind of thing that might be. Hence poetry is something more philosophic and of graver import than history, since its statements are of the nature rather of universals, whereas those of history are singulars. ~Aristotle, On Poetics

When we remember we are all mad, the mysteries of life disappear and life stands explained. - Notebook, 1898 // __//Love Sonnet//__ I love the way you fall in love in spring I hear the giant echo of the wind It makes the sun shine as if it had wings My red lips are touched with a sense of sin My freezing hands are warmed with his warm touch My head spins with thoughts of creating love My scared eyes wandered a little too much He pulled the shirt off that fit like a glove I screamed loud when he pounced on top of me Knowing that this night would be a regret The feeling had over come me with he I had to ask my self, Why Juliet? For what was left was my self on a bed And a heart that would always remain dead

// __ Polo Ball __ // ** Yellow Tough and hard with Black stripes on the sides to Symbolize what is inside. What’s Inside you say? Me being thrown across The pool, people swimming up and down all All just wanting to be in reach of me to score What is not called a touch down. A goal a goal That’s what it is called and best of all I’m involved Involved in the terror the horror that comes When everyone want some of my love But who can blame them after all Doesn’t everyone want a ball? To throw, to catch Or better yet Score! ** __//Ballad//__ She is the queen of France And has a great stance Her eyes glitter Along with her dress

The king is not the same For he is sometimes ashamed Always worried about money He never has time for his honey

People wanted her life style Even after they threw her in exile But as a Queen she kept her charm Always with diamonds around her arm

For she is looked upon today As the girl who did not become a stray But rather the women who kept her strength Through the times of great length

The friends she chose were probably not the best Though she was always got voted best dressed Through parties and masquerades She knew how to play all the games

Marie Antoinette is known for her worst But should she really be cursed For what she believed And what she sees Even the things that she dreamed

No, no that’s not right We will change that in the dark of night She’ll be known as the best there was In fact everyone will join the cause

The cause that frees her form her reputation And opens the lines for communication Her life that ended with a slash Will now become trash

France has never found a better queen Even if she was only a teen She was the one Who loved to have fun [|ballad song class]

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__// A Day in the Life //__

“I can’t believe we’re going to boy’s States! It’s just not fair! I wanted to go to Penn State.” “I can’t wait to go to boy’s States! It’s gonna be so much fun!” “I love dancing to this song.” “She’s trying to teach me how to dance… //again//!” “It’s a free show.” “I don’t feel embarrassed when I’m around my friends.” “I don’t feel embarrassed ever.” “Claire’s booty dropping in the corner.” “KP’s flipping people off.” “We’re going to swim practice now… I don’t want to get in.” “Getting in isn’t bad. I try my hardest.” “There’s too much to think about, too many numbers floating my head.” “Too much pressure leading the lane… again! I wish I liked the people in my lane.” “OMG! Why is he texting me?!” “Most of my texts are from my mom… if I’m lucky… Lindsay!” “He talks about pointless stuff!” “She’s talking to another guy!”
 * Water polo takes up our lives. Water polo takes up our lives. **
 * “I don’t care if people stare.” “I don’t care if people stare.” **
 * “What is Taylor doing now?!” “What is Taylor doing now?!” **
 * “Typical day.” “Typical day.” **
 * “Thank god for Mr. Weiser!” “Thank god for Mrs. Roberts.” **
 * “We spend way too much time together!” “We spend way too much time together **