Came out of a conversation I was having with a friend about becoming famous. Rating: Same thing we do every night In the Summer, In the City Passing through the crowd on the road of life People all the same He asks “Why’d you stop here at this place?” I’m just trying to catch the …

Very strange poem that I wrote during a break between classes once. I really have no idea what it means, maybe one of you could tell me. Rating: No one gives ankle watches a chance. Leatherhead Brown cap on leatherhead tell me your secrets I’ll let you off if you tell me your story Tables …

I wrote this while Assistant Stage Managing “The Piano Lesson,” by August Wilson. I wrote it backstage one night, just trying to sum up the way I was feeling at the time about African-American issues. For those familiar with “The Piano Lesson,” the line “experience carved in oak” should make more sense. Rating: Usually I …

I wanted to write something with a strange rhyming pattern, and this is what came out. Rating: You go first 22B I can feel you, I can see you Yet I can’t believe you I can heal, and be real but I can’t deal All my thinking, causing sinking Like habit of drinking Day by …

A little cheesy thing about the emotion of asking someone out. Rating: Love Wins, 3-2 Moving the Pawn I sit alone in my room Hoping love will come through Breath, regret, forget, regret Depress, regress, clean mess, get dressed But should I maybe put myself out there? What if I make a move? I’m so …

More of a statement than a poem really. Rating: Hey, get off that! I Refuse I refuse to live for the sake of living I refuse to give for the sake of giving When I give, I will give with my heart The world will be different because of my part © 2004 Morgan Foster

Same girl as before. Rating: I guess that is legal in Oman Unashamed II I’m in too deep I don’ t feel ashamed I’m in love But I can’t be I can’t allow myself to be If I fall this time, I’m gone I can’t fall Don’t fall It’s so hard, because I want to …

This was a purging of my frustration about sex and attraction which culminated at a party one night in 2001. I had talked with a couple people who were obviously just attracted to attraction, and claimed to be about something more, and I found that this was all too true in my own life at …

Random poem I wrote in the same Political Science class. This one isn’t very good, though. Rating: I agree, but it’s really the Windex that does the work Memory Machine Sun streams on green it somehow takes me somewhere else my body sits in this classroom but my mind is with those I love What …

Random poem I wrote in Political Science class because I made eye contact with someone, we broke it, and it got me thinking. Rating: Well yeah, if you live in Europe Stare Tiny black dots on blue circles meet with mine hold, 2, 3 shift Why do we both move? Why can’t we hold? I …