Monday, September 26, 2011

BIG NEWS!!

Hey guys :)

Today has been so exciting and I wanted to share this with you :)
A few months back, I entered a writing contest with HarperCollins. The  contest was to recreate a scene from Shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream and write from the perspective of one of the characters in the scene that you chose. Voting was open to the public for a few weeks and then the top 25 stories (one of which was mine) were read by HarperCollins editors. The editors then chose 5 stories to publish in their printing of A Midsummer Night's Dream. My story was one of the 5 to be published!! And today, I received 10 advanced copies of the book :D I'm officially a published author!! The book will be released in stores on October 18th :D

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Poem #567

There Was Nothing

And then there was nothing, 
No feeling, no sound, 
Just an unwanted guest. 
His life came unwound. 

Tied to the earth, 
The chains gave no slack. 
 He stared straight ahead, 
And nothing stared back. 

This menacing figure, 
Didn’t put up a fight. 
Simply stood on life’s pathway, 
And drank in the light. 

He relied on his strength, 
Fought against the despair. 
But, not moving an inch, 
Nothing still remained there. 

Its temper flared, 
And he began to drown. 
It thrived on this victory, 
And tried to break him down. 

But nothing believed, 
He would finally give in, 
Never once thinking, 
Happiness might win. 

And then, there was nothing, 
Broken down and weak. 
Finally defeated, 
Its future looked bleak. 

The light had returned, 
And reopened his eyes, 
Giving him strength, 
To fight against the lies. 

With nothing defeated, 
And with his mind clear, 
He could finally see, 
Something had always been near.

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Poem #566

WINDSWEPT 

Whisked away by a sudden breeze, 
Instantaneously catching everything in its path. 
Nature’s scent rides the current. 
Disrupted by a cold gust of air. 
Swept up and brushed aside, 
With the light breath of the world. 
Engulfed by a refreshing draft. 
Pushed into flight in an instant. 
Taken away into the distance.
WINDSWEPT

Friday, September 16, 2011

Poem #565

Trying out a new rhyme scheme!

Flower Bud 

Bursting out in a beautiful flood, 
Crimson, red, the color of blood. 
Every year with springtime comes, 
The opening of the flower bud. 

Winter’s cold cuts like a knife, 
Bringing on an icy strife. 
A shroud that covers each end of Earth, 
Before spring comes and brings new life. 

But soon nature ends its fight, 
And spring brings in a glorious light. 
The flower bud holds secrets no more, 
Banishing the endless night. 

The spring opens the flower bud, 
Crimson, red, the color of blood.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Poem #564

Whisper

A soft, airy sound, riding the wind,
Through the dark of the night.
Winding its way through my mind,
Pounding in my chest,
In time with my beating heart,
Down into my soul, where it stops.
Releasing its power, filling my lungs,
And I hold it, hang on until the last second.
Until there is nothing left but silence,
And the rush is gone.
Then a rumbling deep inside me,
Words tripping over each other in a rush,
Out of my mind, down to my mouth,
And "I love you too" falls from my lips.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Poem #563

The Masked Face

Shadows cover a face, a heart, a body,
Leaving a dark shroud to hide it all away,
Amid the black terror of the uninvited night.
I have fallen into the endless abyss, falling forever,
Captured by the pain that poked through the holes in my chest.
My captor never lets me go, chains me down as I fight,
And I scream out, struggle to pull myself up,
Just far enough to capture someone’s attention.
I want to show them that I’m still in here somewhere,
That this isn’t truly me, I’m no different than before.
But everything screams that I am not,
And pushes me down further, deeper into the smothering dark.
I’m someone else, masked by the false personality,
Which is making its home in my body.
And slowly it eats away at me, who I used to be,
Gaining energy from the sadness I can’t control,
Though I try harder than can ever be explained.
I hide behind it, cowering in the shadows, giving up,
And the masked face keeps on living my life,
Not letting me back in, never giving back what it stole.

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Poem #562

Make Me Feel Again

My heart has gone numb, frozen in its daily rhythm,
My mind has stopped spinning, but no longer moves at all.
Sorrow that once filled my chest to the brim,
Has now lost its bittersweet sting of torment,
And left me with a gapping abyss in its place.
Happiness has fallen farther away from its home in my heart,
Moving on and forgetting I ever existed,
Leaving its job within my soul forever.

Anger has seeped out of my formerly boiling veins,
Leaving in its place a dull, throbbing ache,
Which all too soon fades into complete nothing ness.
And the leftover tears have finally dried,
Drawing stains on my cheeks as evidence of the past.
And leaving a layer of ice, frozen in crystals over my eyes,
So they sparkle with their former pain and sorrow.
But no matter how hard I try, I can no longer feel.

I’m begging you to save me from this darkness,
This world without sight, sound, feeling.
I need to feel something, anything, once again,
As being plunged into nothingness is the worst of all.
Let me up so I can breathe once more,
Pull all the emotions I left behind back into me.
I need someone to save me; I didn’t choose this.
I need to feel again.

Monday, September 12, 2011

Poem #561

Lips Sealed

You opened your heart to me, poured out your soul,
Told me everything that was on your mind,
Those things that poke at your heart, fill your chest,
And threatened to burst from your body in a rush.
I sat and listened, took it all in, lightened the burden,
And I kept my lips sealed.

Every time, I was there to lend an ear,
Ready to be there for you, to offer my advice,
And stay by your side through thick and thin.
I never left, never stopped being there to listen.
You asked me to keep what you said private, between us,
And I kept my lips sealed.

When I needed you, you took my words, transformed them into daggers,
And turned them against me, attacked me with them.
You spread those secrets around, starting rumors,
Trying to turn the world, everyone in my life, against me,
Then came back like nothing had happened, because you needed to talk.
And yet I kept my lips sealed.

You betrayed me, hurt me beyond repair,
But my lips are still sealed.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Poem #560

Days Passed Us By

We were young, naïve and foolish in thought,
Believing we had endless amounts of time,
That nothing could change where we were.
We lived in a fantasy life; the perfect dream,
One from which we never woke up.
But days passed us by.

Our world was perfect, bright and fresh with youth.
We stayed side-by-side, holding hands through good and bad,
Running through each day on undying love.
Unbelievable perfection took control of us both.
And we thought nothing could touch us.
But days passed us by.

All too soon, we were plunged into reality,
Which made our dream crash down on us.
We found ourselves smothered in the wreckage of life,
And we lost all that was dear to us.
Everything looked and felt different; everything had changed.
We realized days had passed us by.

No matter what life throws our way,
No matter what it steals from our hearts,
It can never sever the ties between you and me.
And even though days passed us by,
And time ravaged our entire world,
We still found those moments for love.

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Poem #559

Electronic Kisses

Words in white boxes pop up on the screen,
So many letters to say what you mean.
Sending me love the electronic way.
I love to hear what you have to say.

After each line, you end it with a heart,
And every one makes us feel less far apart.
I can hear your voice while I read each note,
And I feel sobs gather in a lump in my throat.

You warm my heart every time you write,
And every time, try as I might,
My heart becomes riddled with a new crack,
And I can’t think of anything but wanting you back.

Our life together will soon begin,
As long as I hold onto you within.
But electronic kisses will help us get through,
Until I can find my way back to you.

Friday, September 9, 2011

Poem #558

Hunger

Feeling a craving deep inside, tearing through me,
Ravaging my whole body, heart and soul.
My body wants to assuage this feeling,
Wants to fulfill the deep desire in me,
And close the empty space in my chest.
I rumble with the hunger for adventure,
The need for a new experience, for a new life,
And the wish to escape the world in which I’m trapped.
This hunger inside me needs nourishment,
Before it eats me alive, swallows me whole.
I no longer feel satisfied in this life I lead,
I’m ready to eat up new opportunity,
Devour the undiscovered aspects of the world.
I feel the power, a survival instinct, rise up inside me,
Giving me the strength I need to follow my dreams.
I hunger, crave, desire, to find out who I truly am.

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Poem #557

FRAGILITY

Fragile works of art decorate the Earth,
Rendering people speechless by their incredible beauty.
Allowing us to see a most stunning side of our world.
Gentle, delicate to the lightest of touches.
Intricate in design; perfectly crafted from capable hands,
Leaving no aspect forgotten, less beautiful than the rest.
It lights up our lives, brings joy to all eyes,
Telling us that nature will always be there for all to enjoy.
You see that our world is full of,
FRAGILITY

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Poem #556

Step In Rhythm

Step in rhythm, move your feet,
Let your soul fill with the beat.
Dance around, jump up and down,
Lift your feet up off the ground.
Jump all over, cheer and shout,
The music moves you all about.
Fast-paced beats, a joyful tune,
Let yourself go, it’s never too soon.
Sing some notes as you go along,
Making up a brand new song.
Swaying, laughing, having fun,
This song is definitely number one.
Step in rhythm, move your feet,
And let your body swing to the beat.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Poem #555

KNOWLEDGE

Knowledge is one of the most important things to have.
Never knowing is an avoidable torture for all of us.
Ongoing studies of everything you’ve ever wanted to know.
When you expand your knowledge, you feel amazing.
Letting new information make a home in your mind.
Every day, permitting yourself to learn something new,
Doing everything you can to keep your mind stimulated.
Getting al the facts so your mind is full.
Everyone feels great when they have a lot of,
KNOWLEDGE

Monday, September 5, 2011

Poem #554

DISCOVERING

Detecting and finding what’s hidden deep down,
Investigating until the full story has been found.
Searching for more information and tons of,
Clues to help you learn even more than before.
Only focusing on one topic, very determined.
Veraciously tearing through new mounds of evidence.
Eating up new facts, never satisfied until all is found.
Researching until you find all that you can.
Inspecting everything in sight to find the answers.
Never stopping until you have thoroughly learned everything.
Getting all the facts because you love,
DISCOVERING

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Poem #553

Under the Trees

Lying in the shade under the trees,
Watching the wind rustle the leaves,
And smelling the scent of the cool spring breeze,
And feeling the air brush over our knees.

Among the soft grass, holding your hand,
Resting on the comfortably cold land,
As we imagine ourselves drawing hearts in the sand.
Being in love is so very grand.

Basking in the shade under the trees,
Hearing the sounds of the buzzing bees,
Feeling relaxed, completely at ease,
You give my hand a loving squeeze.

Under the trees until the day is through,
I’ll sit here forever if I’m with you.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Poem #552

OVERLOADED

Only time for a few things but you have way more,
Very packed schedule and absolutely no time.
Every second of your day is taken up.
Rejecting anything new, anything that you need to do.
Loaded up with too much on your mind.
Over-tired but there’s never any chance to rest.
About to fall over, to fall apart from stress.
Down time is not an option until everything is finished.
Every little thing makes you feel like you will explode.
Don’t become too,
OVERLOADED

Friday, September 2, 2011

Poem #551

Hearts in the Sand

Lying alongside the cool rushing ocean waves,
Feeling the surf spray over our whole bodies,
As we lie in the toasted grains of sand,
Beneath the clear blue sky above our heads.
Our hands are connected in a tight bond,
As we feel the warm rays of the sun on our faces,
And the light breeze touching our skin.
You let go of me, pushing off the ground,
And I watch you curiously as you step away,
Staring out over the land surrounding us.

The large tan canvas sprawls out for miles before you,
As you stand to survey it, plan your creative masterpiece,
And you go to work, bending down to touch the sand.
I watch as your hand swirls over the ground,
Moving in flawless, fluid motions until your creating is complete.
Then you survey the accomplishment, motioning for me,
And I get up, warm inside from seeing your sparkling smile.
Before us are two hearts, intertwined, each with a letter.
I hold your hand, leaning into your shoulder as I read the word,
FOREVER

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Poem #550

Slipping Far Away

The world shrinks away and pushes me out,
Like I have repulsed it, it shudders as it leaves.
And I slide backward into a dark abyss,
Leaving behind all that I used to know and love.
I’ve left all the memories, good and bad,
Lost my footing and slipped off the path.

But there is no one there to see me fall,
No one to notice that I am no longer here,
Just my body, left as an empty shell of what I used to be.
My spirit and mind are else where, have left for a better place,
Wandered free into the atmosphere, down a dangerous path,
Lured into somewhere that gives me hope,
But a place that will never truly exist.

This new world is not safe, not the haven I think,
It tears me to bits, sucking more out of me,
Until I’m completely dried and shriveled up into nothing.
Living in a fantasy is what is happening,
But I can’t see it, it’s the real world to me.
And I don’t want to leave, can’t go back.

This place is warm. This place is safe.
I feel the strength I’ve never had before,
I feel the love I’ve needed all these years but never received.
I have the friends, who help me through everything,
Always stay by my side and never abandon me.
This new life is perfect, a dream come true,
And I’ve been pulled in so far; I can never leave.

As I slip deeper and deeper, I lose what I once had,
Being consumed by this fantasy life,
Which is killing me more than I can even imagine.
But now I’m stuck trapped in this place,
Brainwashed into thinking it’s all so true.
Everything’s fake, its all a lie.

My happiness has never been true.
But everything else is gone.
And now you realize I’ve slipped away,
Been tempted by this dangerous world that enticed me so much.
But it’s too late to save me now,
So why didn’t you save me earlier?
Why did you wait so long?

Why are you just noticing now that I’m gone?

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Poem #549

If Only

If only you knew who I really was and am,
Could relate, could see deep inside me like before.
Maybe you could finally understand me completely,
Read my emotions, my expressions, my thoughts,
And notice the monster that has taken over me.

If only I could see you like I used to,
Spend the time talking to you like years ago.
Maybe you would’ve listened to me awhile back,
Heard what was going on, what was destroying me,
And you wouldn’t be leaving me behind with no thought.

If only you had reached out to me, pulled me close,
Held me tight and told me everything would be alright.
Maybe I would feel safe in my own skin,
You would’ve protected me from the evils in my mind,
And the actions I could never stop that hurt me further.

If only you had taken the time to find me,
Stop for a minute and think about me.
Maybe I would know that you still cared,
That you still loved me, wanted to help.
Maybe you would’ve been able to save me.

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Poem #548

Notice Me Now?

I’ve tried so hard through all these years,
To blend into the background.
But when I’m with you, I thought you could see,
Beyond the shield, beyond the stone wall,
Because I always opened the door just for you.

I let you into my heart, into my mind,
Farther in than anyone had ever ventured.
And you seemed to care enough to push on through,
Regardless of what others loathed about me,
To grasp those things you loved about me.

I was always there when times got tough,
To listen to what you had to say,
Reach out a hand and pull you back to the surface.
You used to hear what I had to say,
And wouldn’t turn your back on me no matter what.

But suddenly it seems as though I’ve disappeared.
You no longer see me, listen to what I need to say,
You have left me behind, flown off without me.
And yet you haven’t noticed that anything changed,
You don’t notice how much pain I’m actually in.

Pull down the façade, make sure everything shows,
Carving out my feelings into the features of my body.
Sending you messages, distress signals,
That appear to go unnoticed by everyone.
Just walk on by. I don’t exist.

I try to throw everything out in the open,
Display the pain, carry the feelings on the outside,
Praying and wishing every day for you to finally notice.
I’m falling apart before your eyes but no one sees.
Please help me.

And now I feel invisible, even to you,
Lonely, with no one reaching out as I once did.
You see right past the struggle inside me,
Abandon me during the time I need you the most.
Please come back to get me.

I want to tell you everything, but I can’t find the words.
So I wait for you to grab onto me,
Pull me back up into the air, into the world,
So I can breath one more,
And know that you still care.

Monday, August 29, 2011

Poem #547

October Secrets

The season of crisp winds, crackling leaves,
Beautiful, dark reds and greens painting the world.
The earth is bathed in a yellow-orange light,
And the air smells of the whispers from the trees,
Secret words spread throughout the air,
From ear to open ear, carried through the skies.

Hidden mysteries, lining the empty spaces,
Preparing to be frozen with the winter’s ice.
Shaking branches carpet the ground all over,
Leaving feet a path to walk upon,
To crunch with each step taken forward,
Through the gorgeous autumn wonderland.

We walk, hand in hand, treading lightly through the leaves,
Letting the wintry wind blow back light scarves and hair,
As we share smiles and secret, giggles and truths.
Resting our heads together as we float happily along,
Through the peaceful woods, along the winding path,
And sharing our October secrets as we go.

We make our autumn memories as we hold each other tight,
A season that we will never ever forget.

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Poem #546

HEARTFELT

Hearts beat strong, ready to share and connect with others.
Every strong feeling in your body is put into,
A gift that you give from deep down within you.
Ringing with true joy and care,
The things that you do for others will be,
Filled to the brim with many warm feelings.
Everyone in the world enjoys receiving this,
Love, a display of ones true affections for someone else.
This is something we all consider very,
HEARTFELT

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Poem #545

Not Truly Gone

Even though I no longer see you in my life,
I know you are not truly gone.
It may be impossible to see your face again,
But you’ll never leave my heart.

No matter how long you are away,
I know you are not truly gone.
You may have gone missing, be absent from this world,
But you’ll always remain in my thoughts.

I think about you each and every day,
So you’ll never be truly gone.
I hold you close through years of memories,
So we’ll never be too far apart.

The miles stretch farther with all these passing years,
And yet you’re not truly gone,
Because I know in my heart that this gap will be closed,
And one day, we’ll be together again.

Friday, August 26, 2011

Poem #544

Please

Would you please just look at me?
See everything that I can see.
Dig deep down inside my heart,
And see what’s tearing me apart.

Please grab my hand and pull me back,
Before my mind makes another attack.
Bring me back up into the fresh air,
To the life I used to live without a care.

Take me up to the clear, blue sky,
The one in which I once flew so high.
And please bring me back to the home I knew,
The life I know is completely true.

Take me back to your heart, which loved me, so dear,
Pull me in again; hold me near.
Keep me in your tight embrace,
And please hold this smile on my face.

I wish to rejoin this world with ease,
Keep me safe; take me home please.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Poem #543

Glimpse

Eyes shoot open to finally drink in the sights,
To breathe in the world around you, refreshing.
Renewing your thoughts and outtakes on life,
And bringing you back to where you should be.

A glimpse at the world is exactly what you need,
To make you feel whole one more time,
Instead of continuing to block out everything, all the pain,
And, instead, filling the emptiness with the joy you forgot.

Open your eyes and see that a new day has dawned,
See that there is a chance for you to be happy again.
Then maybe you could finally come back to life,
Live the way you deserve to, truly smile.

Glimpse the world that was lost to you so long ago,
Glimpse loving arms, waiting to give you a warm embrace.
Glimpse all those people and places, ready to welcome you home,
To pull you back into their lives and keep you safe.

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Poem #542

Write You A Song

If I could think of the right words to say,
I’d spend my whole entire day,
Writing a beautiful, lyrical song,
One to which you could sing along.

It would tell of my undying love for you,
A tale I’d put a lot of thought into.
I describe what lies deep within my heart,
And how I never want us to be apart.

The lines would flow on forever,
And we’d listen to the tune as we sat together.
And in our arms, we’d hold each other tight,
As we swayed to the music late into the night.

Notes bouncing up and down on the page,
Performing their music on the long blank stage.
Rhythm thumping just like a heart beat,
Twirling and curling and sounding so sweet.

Writing you a song that comes from within,
Would be a wonderful way for our love to begin.
And I could show you the feelings that are deep inside,
As we gaze at the stars, lying side by side.

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Poem #541

The Pier

Smooth wooden planks spread out underfoot,
Raised up by tall pillars, strong and safe.
Crisp blue waters splash beneath the long platform,
And a light spray shoots up, sprinkling your feet.
Sharp, salt smell pierces into your nose and lungs,
And the creak of the boards fill up the little cracks of silence.
Peaceful, deserted, as you walk further out,
Waves slapping at the sides of your pathway.
Enjoying the fresh wisps of air that blow past,
Tenderly brushing your hair, your skin.
And you’re surrounded but the brilliant shades of the sky,
That surrounds you, captures you in it’s beauty.
Streams of people, ghosts in the mist,
Surging back and forth, seemingly miles from where you stand.
Bustling shops, fluorescent colors sending out a warming glow.
There is never a moment so perfect,
So heartwarming, so gorgeous.
Walk to the edge,
Jump, fly, and splash.

Monday, August 22, 2011

Poem #540

The Narrator

The narrator is the star of a tale,
Spinning a story, weaving together the individual parts.
Their way of speaking never becomes stale.
The very first words are where the action starts.

Tell us beautiful, magical details,
Describing every character’s love and fear.
This will be a story that never fails,
To touch the hearts of all who hear.

The lyrical words flow beautifully along,
Poke right into you and pull at your soul.
The plot is growing to be very strong,
And dragging you in and swallowing you whole.

And all too soon the story comes to an end,
It was beautiful, touching, brilliant, and bold.
It has felt to you like a wonderful friend,
But you’ll just have to wait for new one to be told.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Poem #539

They Ask Why

I stand up tall and reach toward the sky,
Watching the clouds as they soar by.
Under the shade of the trees, I try,
To imagine what resides there, up high.

And the birds, in their songs, they ask why,
Why should anyone not wish to take off and fly?

Their musical phrases feel like some sort of test,
One in which we all race to be better than best,
And now, in this tangle, no one will have guessed,
That this chaos would never provide us with rest.

And the birds, in their songs, they ask why,
Why should anyone not wish to take off and fly?

In the life we all live in this world so vast,
Each and every day flies by so fast,
And we barely acknowledge that time has passed.
We’re not sure how to make each moment last.

And the birds, in their songs, they ask why,
Why should anyone not wish to take off and fly?

I close my eyes, let darkness fall,
Bringing in that end-of-day pall,
Mind wandering, thinking back on it all,
And I listen, again, to those birds call.

And the birds, in their songs, pull me into the sky,
Singing, this is why we all should fly.

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Poem #538

Dear Diary

Dearest Diary,

I’m not sure how to say what I feel.
Everything has flooded my mind, pulled me under,
Pitched me into a cloudy darkness, terror,
With a stench that pierces right into my soul.
Coughing, choking on what I push down deep,
It digs its claws relentlessly into me,
Tearing away all that remains of who I was,
And leaving an empty shell that goes unnoticed.
I gather dust in my quiet corner of torture,
One passed my, so easily, willingly overlooked.
No one wants to see me, reach out to this broken spirit.
Dropping down, falling through the cracks of the earth,
Separated from the sunlight, the rays of hope.
But I still can’t explain how I feel.
It’s an endless struggle, a battle I’m losing.
How am I supposed to say how I feel,
When my lungs are full of sorrow, swollen shut,
And I am drowning on every word and thought?
Where do I start?

Dear Diary,
I
feel
lost.

Friday, August 19, 2011

Poem #537

Let Me Fall

Let me fall,
            Never stopping.
Spiral down
            Down
                        Down
                                    Drown.
Calling for help but
            No one is
                        Around.
What world am I
in?
Help me help me
Struggling limbs force upward,
            Pull me out from the
                        Darkness.
Cough out sour air,
            Burn in my lungs,
                        Rip, tear.
Save me Save me
Crush me, feelings don’t matter,
            Numbness has taken me captive,
                        I can’t feel
Love.
Where am I? Dark pall,
            Why am I here? I fall,
                        Am I supposed to feel? Spirits call,
This place
Is
                                                Death.
You made this creature,
            Monster, claws, teeth,
                        Snag in the crimson velvet air,
                        Dangerous.
Let
            Me
                        Fall.
                                    Let
                                                Me
                                                            Fall.
                                                                        Falling,
                                                                                        Deeper
                                                                                                          Still.
I am gone.

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Poem #536

Elsewhere

I jump to my feet and race toward the ends of the Earth,
Feeling gravity’s pull yank at the end of the chains,
Pulling and pushing me into the mold I will never fit,
But matter how hard I am pressed into myself.

The brick presses down, my lungs struggle.

With a snap and a crack, I am loosed from the grip,
And I tumble forward, head over heels, spinning, weightless.
Spun ‘round in the whirling wind’s route, above, below, side to side,
Never touching down on solid ground.

I am spiraling out of control.

Tumbling, diving, twirling around in the oblivion,
Limbs snapping back and forth, snagged on unseen obstacles.
Propel forward, don’t lose your hold on life,
Let yourself be taken over, let it fill all the empty spaces.

I am full once more.

And I’m in between, a level of ecstasy new to all minds,
Unimaginable peace amidst the intensity,
And Earth finally lets go, relinquishes all responsibility,
As my body flies off into Elsewhere.

I have arrived.

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Poem #535

I thought I'd try something new so I wrote today's poem in Spanish :D There is an English translation beneath it!

Beso de Amor

El beso de amor, el momento más hermoso,
Cuando la tierra se detiene, se detiene en sus brazos,
Y te acaricia con la magia de licitación de sentimiento,
Lo que hace que tu corazón se elevan hasta las nubes suaves.

Los labios de bloqueo en un cálido abrazo, el ala de la emoción.
Mantenga cerca de mí, así que no puedo dejar este sueño.
Que se fusiona, dos personas se convierten en uno,
Y el mundo se convierte en una extensión de lienzo en blanco.

El beso de amor, me mantiene atrapado en una fantasía,
Y es que le pido a quedarse para siempre.
Nunca suelte mi mano, me dejó la vuelta y alejarse,
Deje esta detrás de todo, olvidar un solo instante.

Este beso se muestra la verdad, los sentimientos, sin definición.
Que residen en mi mente, la escena se repite indefinidamente.
El momento en que nuestros labios se encontraron, sentí el calor de tu tacto,
Yo sabía que este era el verdadero beso de amor.


Kiss of Love

The kiss of love, the most beautiful moment,
When the earth stands still, pulls you into its arms,
And caresses you with the tender magic of feeling,
Which makes your heart soar up through the soft clouds.

Lips lock in a warm, tight embrace of emotion.
Hold me near so I can never leave this dream.
We blend together, two people become one,
And the world becomes a blank expanse of canvas.

The kiss of love, it keeps me trapped in a fantasy,
And it is where I pray to stay forever.
Never release my hand, let me turn and walk away,
Leave this all behind, forget a single moment.

This kiss shows truth, feelings without definition.
Residing in my mind, the scene repeats endlessly.
The moment our lips met, I felt the warmth of your touch,
I knew that this was the true kiss of love.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Poem #534

You Left

Abandoned on the side of the road, left to the monster,
I have nowhere to go, forgotten, out in the cold.
I need you to come back for me, hold my hand tight in yours,
Pull me back on the right path and keep me safe from myself.

The world is kind to some; they walk it in comfort,
As is the case for you, in your perfect world.
But you tend to forget that there are others less lucky,
And me, the one you love, am one of them.

You say you understand, that you can relate,
Even when you don’t stop to hear the whole story.
You say you have felt all that I now feel,
But you barely even understand a fraction of it.

Gone are the days when you held me close by,
Listened to the words that were tearing me apart.
Comforted, protected me from the daggers thrown at my heart,
And yet this new change in you hurts me even more.

I truly want you back by my side, my partner in crime.
Our carefree days of childish joy, long gone,
Lost in the black swirling cloud which engulfs my mind,
And you haven’t even noticed.

We were so close, always by each other’s side,
But now, I’m afraid we’ve drifted farther apart.
Ever since you left me, I feel like you’ve never glanced back,
Do you care about me anymore?

You left me here to crash down.
You left me here to fade away.
You left me here to sink deep and drown.
You left me here and you don’t even know.

Please come back for me…

Monday, August 15, 2011

Poem #533

Beneath the Surface

Beneath the surface lie all the things left unsaid,
Thrashing about in the dark cloud of torment, overtaking.
The emotions boil deep within, rising and falling,
Just like the tide, a horrible flood, yanking and tugging,
Until I have been completely devoured, dissolved to nothing.
Tearing, ripping, shredding, shards of pain keep stabbing,
Destroying anything inside that crosses its path.
And the beast never pokes its head above the surface.

Beneath the surface lie the joys, pushed all the way down,
Diluted by the dark attacker that no one can hold back.
Happiness you never knew existed, constantly masked,
Because you never tried to reach it, save its life,
Bring it back into the light and save me from myself.
There is a bright side which wants to escape again,
Fight its way back to the top, defeat the beast.
But without your help, it lies deep beneath the surface.

Beneath the surface lies a warm, beating heart,
One that is filled with nothing more than love for you.
But you won’t recognize that what it needs so much is you,
To thrive, defeat the demons attacking the soul.
My love needs to be shared, released into the world,
Before the pressure building in my chest bursts out.
And now I’m numb, there are no feelings left,
Because, beneath the surface, I hid myself away.

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Poem #532

Seaside

Air, tinged with the sharp smell of salt, wafted toward you,
Traveling from the depths of the crashing blue,
Which washes upon the grainy shores on which you stand.
The rough touch of warm sand flows in between your bare toes,
Scraping pleasurably against the soles of your feet.
Rushing wind, pounding waves, the high-pitched call of gulls,
The symphony of nature rings constantly in your ears.
Listen close; you dare not miss a second.

Wash your troubles away in the crystal clear waters,
Letting the crisp, cool liquid lightly caress your skin.
Flowing in, engulfing quickly, pulling away into the abyss,
Daring you to follow its enticing call further into the calm blue.
Silent message, be at peace, let it take you,
As you drink in the surroundings till your thirst is quenched.
Tug me in, make me go, into the unconquered beyond.
Float in the balance between reality and imagination.

Take me in, keep me there in you grasp,
The voices, the rush of the crowds does not stir my mind.
Sit in a trance, beauty driven daze,
Time frozen, a still life does not move on.
The seaside holds a wondrous power, an inexplicable magic,
Calls us in with an unseen force of undeniable power.
Nature’s beauty knows no bounds,
And entraps us in its mighty embrace.

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Poem #531

Butterfly Wings

Crystalline appearance, smooth and transparent in the light,
Delicate veins running the paper-thin surface, breaking.
Sparkling in the sun’s brightness, glowing, angelic.
A brilliant creation of nature, they are the epitome of beauty,
Impossibly intricate, each and every one a work of art,
Filled with an extensive pallet of all colors imaginable.

They catch the wind, ride over the ground,
Speeding, floating airily as the breeze caresses them,
Lifting the long, thin body away from its home.
It hangs onto the air, gliding effortlessly through the world.
People stop everywhere to admire nature’s fine work,
As the butterfly inspires the minds of them all.

Fluttering around, circling right above my head,
And landing lightly on each blooming flower surrounding me.
Looking so free, weightlessly floating wherever it pleases.
It makes my heart soar, beating fast from the utter joy.
My eyes grow wide as I drink in the picturesque sight,
My head turns fast, not wanting to miss a single second.

And I wish to spread my arms, sprout butterfly wings,
Ascend on the delicate breeze and finally be free,
Free to do what I want, go wherever my heart desires.
So I fall back into the soft green carpet of the grass,
Spreading my limbs out and shutting my eyes tight.
And soon I am lifting off the ground, joining the skies.

Friday, August 12, 2011

Poem #530

Words Flow

Lines of running characters, spelling out a story,
Long and flowing, engraved forever in ink.
Large, curving letters, careful black scrawl,
Words from deep within the heart of the writer,
That explain the innermost feelings that even they didn’t know.

Words flow continuously from the inspired hand,
Running quickly back and forth, not wanting to miss an idea.
Spelling out each thought, meticulously divided in the mind.
Inspired by everything that the world has to offer.
Nature makes a beautiful piece of art.

Words flow, consistent in meaning but full of variety,
Not a single dull phrase is offered up to the pen.
Dedication, love, a rush of pure joy,
Flying on a high of delight stemming from the endless possibilities,
And the underlying tales, hidden within the creation.

So let the words flow, never hold them back,
Or let them build up until all is lost, forgotten among the mind’s rubble.
Let emotions burst forth, flood onto the waiting page.
A whole realm is begging to have the blank space filled,
With each and every inspiration that comes into your mind.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Poem #529

Don’t Look Back

The toughest days have finally passed,
A happier life has arrived at last.
And you can forget those tears you’ve cried,
The ones which time has finally dried.
You’re in the clear, lived through the strife,
And dodged the painful stabs of life.

So don’t look back on those darkest days,
The times when you fell apart.
Life brings you joy in so many ways,
You’ve just got to open your heart.

Support and love have pulled you through,
And have presented you with strength renewed.
You’ve broken free of what weighed you down,
Put your feet back on solid ground.
And you can almost reach the light,
Which means a future, fresh and bright.

So don’t look back on those darkest days,
The times when you fell apart.
Life brings you love in so many ways,
You’ve just got to open your heart.

Now, all the times that have kept you stressed,
Have disappeared and given you a rest.
It’s time to breath a sigh of relief,
And contrary to the public belief,
You’ll be alright, old chapters close,
And block out every one of your darkest woes.

So don’t look back on those darkest days,
The times when you fell apart.
Life brings you peace in so many ways,
You’ve just got to open your heart.

What life gets tough, tries to knock you down,
And you don’t know where to start.
Don’t look back, just stand your ground,
You’ve just got to open your heart.

Love and joy will fill in your heart’s crack,
As long as you keep going and never look back.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Poem #528

Watery Grave

The stony cold lonesome stretches for miles on end,
Dark blue expanse with so many unseen terrors.
Sloshing, rushing quickly past both my ears,
Drowning me in a cacophony of mystical voices.
My limbs thrash about, quickly yet oddly calm,
As I wander around, feeling my way through the dark.
Pushing against the thick walls, I move forward,
Propelling myself through the world below us.

Unseen voices speak my name, calling out to me.
From all direction their phrases sound, whispering.
Featureless bodies stream all around me,
Their smooth scales brush softly against my skin.
I reach out again as if I can feel the path,
Just as a pain begins to build up in my chest.
Something is pressing down on me, closing me in,
And I need to breath, I need some air.

Wrenching my eyes open, I can see all around me,
Eyes and throat stinging with the scratching of salt.
And though I am losing some battle with nature,
I feel oddly at peace as I fall farther under.
Tangled amongst the tendrils of slippery plant life,
Giving myself up to the bed of ocean floor, sinking down.
Letting go of my breath, the rest of my life and world,
And allowing the grave of water to settle over top of me.

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Poem #527

Heart Wide Open

Open your heart as wide as can be,
Hold out your hand and you will soon see,
A plethora of love flowing into your heart.
When making new friends, it’s a good way to start.

You’ll notice that happiness will fill you quite fast,
Pull you into the future and out of the past.
Learning how to express what you feel,
Gaining the strength that you require to deal.

Making strong friendships by welcoming everyone in,
Waiting for wonderful relationships to begin.
Just keep your heart wide open to all,
Then they will be there to catch you whenever you fall.

Take part in the moment, there’s nothing you’ll miss.
Enjoying each day with a newfound bliss.
Go outside and plant a new seed.
A wide-open heart is all that you need.

Monday, August 8, 2011

Poem #526

Shade

Beneath the soft, green leaves of overhanging trees,
I lie down in the shaded carpet of grass.
The bright, warm rays of the sun above,
Shine through the cracks, sending a comforting glow.

Among the flowers, gorgeous rainbows in bloom,
Wafting perfumes fill the air and overpower the senses.
Blades of grass rustle in the whistling wind,
And blow each lock of hair back from my face.

The setting, so romantic, inspires my mind,
Painting an artistic vision right before my eyes.
The picturesque landscape stretches out for miles,
And makes me imagine all the possibilities for creation.

In the awe-inspiring beauty of nature itself,
My heart melts within my chest from the sights.
Breath-taking wonders, joy flooding through my veins,
And filling me with a powerhouse of emotions.

And as the sun begins to set on the horizon,
They sky turns shades of purple and pink.
My sanctuary begins to fade with the light of day,
And I ride away with it, right into my dreams.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Poem #525

Happy Endings

You seem to make the world shine bright.
Your smile lights up the darkest night.
When I’m with you, that’s when I feel whole.
You make my heart beat, and light up my soul.

My dream is fulfilled each and every day,
And you make it come true in every way.
And when you hold me in your arms,
I feel protected, safe from all harms.

I’ve searched for romance far and wide,
And finally I’ve got you here by my side.
I want you next to me forever,
Just you and me, in love, together.

The feeling of love is so divine,
With my hand in yours and yours in mine.
Your emotions are free; your heart is at rest,
Because happy endings are the best.

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Poem #524

CRYSTALLINE

Crystal features, sparkling bright for all to see,
Reminding us of the sheer exquisiteness the world can bring.
Your senses overflow with the rush of picturesque spectacles.
Shining, glistening in the bright glow of the sun’s light.
Trickling waters or carved works of glass art,
All are filled with that eye-catching crystalized splendor
Limpid sight, inspiring beautiful thoughts within the mind and,
Letting the eyes be pleasured by its breathtaking look.
Intricate details, each with it’s own unique gleaming appearance.
Never losing its original gloriousness and appeal.
Effervescent beauty in anything that is completely,
CRYSTALLINE