That's so Tesco...Yah Kinda...I really like it...

Just a Writers update for ya'll as I have uber amounts of textiles and rubbish to catch up on. Eat up journally-poo :D.
So! Moving onto what we did which was to first write a HAIKU on a picture (which after a vigorous google image search I CANNOT FIND!) which is a shame. We weren't told what the piture was about, so all I knew was that is was a beautiful blond man leaning over a, sort of, marble -plinth?- with a purply red surrounding and possibly roses in the corner. SO I wrote (and failed...);
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Angels fallen grace

moon illuminated face

water falls, pure peace.

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My reflection bright

No more love, passion, to fight

Rose petal drops light.

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Then we found out -although I already figured it out- that this man was Narcissus and then had to write futher based upon this ideal. I did another haiku...and then gave up XD.

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Woven gold light and

pale face, beautiful capture

Who is this creature fair?

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(remixed for the better :D)

You capture me, oh creature fair!

All ivory skin and gold-spun hair,

Your clear, pool eyes

And full lush lips

A fallen Angel

Before me sits.

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I take a breath, to draw you in

As you have drawn me with your grin

Those graceful limbs

They pull me forth

This pool's like ice

But I don't mind.

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I'm pleased that I changed it in the end XD...then we read out a poem by some guy full of old-man horniness and 'we must value love and get it on before we *cough*I*cough* die!!11!!1!' ideals and metaphors blah blah... Then we were asked to write a response. So I said XD;

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The sun, our ball

So sweet and hot

Burns my fingers

Bitter heat.

Through you I fall

And forget me not,

for thy love lingers

In what you reap.

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Such passion strong.

Such ardored words.

So hard you long,

But listen close;

You collonise

Work fast like ants

Please keep thine vegetable,

in thine pants.

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Mega lolz? :)

Yeah sure, whatever, so before I go, I'll leave with an update on LoveHate; it's still not finished, but so much better!

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He is power and dominence,

In the darkest parts of every mind.

Anger, misery and ignorence

Accomplices he will find.

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Sharp suits, slick hair and tightened tie,

He prowls and claims his prey.

Dark, hot rage and cold, sweet revenge,

two dogs, obedient, before him lay.

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They entwine their limbs

And the fine line shrinks

The membrane of chaos gives way

They meet, mingle

Clash and frission,

The heady mixture is claustrophobic.

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She gasps, he parts,

They swerve and grab,

Two forces, bound,

Turn dive and break.

The dance is endless.

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She is foolhardy and controlling

Gripping the soul soft, cold fingers...

And...I haven't done anymore, typing it up makes me feel that it still needs revising further!...hmmm