To be creative I must waste my time
Clear my head and be sublime
Find my muse and set it free
Let the words come in to me
Venture mourning and venture death
Give every word it’s living breath
Sunday, November 1, 2009
We
We
You were
Once mine
Always mine
Never mine again
I was
Always me
Eternally me
Not enough to be
You are
Gone away
Far away
Never going to stay
I am
Set free
Flying free
Open eyes to see
You were
Once mine
Always mine
Never mine again
I was
Always me
Eternally me
Not enough to be
You are
Gone away
Far away
Never going to stay
I am
Set free
Flying free
Open eyes to see
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Daydreaming
I’m going to daydream today
Let my mind wander and play
Of castles and moats
Of pirates and boats
And frolics through the hay
Real knights on white horses
Follow steady true courses
As dragons they slay
To save the dame’s day
And protect her from evil forces
Let my mind wander and play
Of castles and moats
Of pirates and boats
And frolics through the hay
Real knights on white horses
Follow steady true courses
As dragons they slay
To save the dame’s day
And protect her from evil forces
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Sestina Challenge** (Turn of Twisted Luck)
A pretty maid to comb her hair
She sat patiently upon the chair
Not a strand had ever been cut
But this day was to test her luck
Tangled mass waiting for golden shear
Her heart beats fast as scissors near
As scissors hover oh so near
She muses on her golden hair
Which has never touched a shear
Or graced the back of this ugly chair
Pondering on her ill fate luck
And how it was she came to cut
Dreading such a drastic cut
As time closed in fast and near
A different fate was not her luck
Took a knot to sacrifice her hair
To keep her prisoner in this chair
Certain sorrow from golden shear
Cursing the wicked golden shear
She vowed her locks would not be cut
A startled jump to tip her chair
As scissored maiden leaned in near
With all intention to whack the hair
A narrow miss was all her luck
Knot intact was all her luck
She sent sailing the golden shear
That had sight on her lovely hair
But on her cheek she bore a cut
From sharpened blades as they flew near
Caused by leap from cursed chair
On its side the fallen chair
From her turn of twisted luck
Today the clippers won't come near
The knot escapes the mighty shear
Souvenired by jagged cut
In saving the coveted hair
In saving her hair jumped from the chair
Suffered cut from her bad luck
Dodging the shear as it drew near
** After reading sestinas on both Kat and Jay's blogs, I decided to take on the challenge and write my own. While I really appreciate the hard work that goes into writing in this form, I do not particularly enjoy writing them myself. Please be sure to check out the above mentioned blogs for some great writing in a difficult form!
She sat patiently upon the chair
Not a strand had ever been cut
But this day was to test her luck
Tangled mass waiting for golden shear
Her heart beats fast as scissors near
As scissors hover oh so near
She muses on her golden hair
Which has never touched a shear
Or graced the back of this ugly chair
Pondering on her ill fate luck
And how it was she came to cut
Dreading such a drastic cut
As time closed in fast and near
A different fate was not her luck
Took a knot to sacrifice her hair
To keep her prisoner in this chair
Certain sorrow from golden shear
Cursing the wicked golden shear
She vowed her locks would not be cut
A startled jump to tip her chair
As scissored maiden leaned in near
With all intention to whack the hair
A narrow miss was all her luck
Knot intact was all her luck
She sent sailing the golden shear
That had sight on her lovely hair
But on her cheek she bore a cut
From sharpened blades as they flew near
Caused by leap from cursed chair
On its side the fallen chair
From her turn of twisted luck
Today the clippers won't come near
The knot escapes the mighty shear
Souvenired by jagged cut
In saving the coveted hair
In saving her hair jumped from the chair
Suffered cut from her bad luck
Dodging the shear as it drew near
** After reading sestinas on both Kat and Jay's blogs, I decided to take on the challenge and write my own. While I really appreciate the hard work that goes into writing in this form, I do not particularly enjoy writing them myself. Please be sure to check out the above mentioned blogs for some great writing in a difficult form!
Don't You**
Don't you know how little I trust
how every relationship bit the dust
Don't you know how I feel safe
in your arms I've learned faith
Don't you see how you're setting me free
opening my heart and mind to be
Don't you see what you've undone
my bitterness and urge to run
Don't you feel my melting heart
my gratefulness for our slow start
Don't you feel how I want you close
like addiction I crave your dose
Don't you guess I could fall in love
with your guidance and little shove
Don't you guess I think your a prince
my failures give you little wince
Don't you quit sweeping me from my feet
or trying to cause my heart to beat
Don't you quit your tender style
making love seem worth while
Don't you agree we have something there
hidden beneath you know I care
Don't you agree you can coax me free
joy and love my heart to see
** This poem came about from a challenge over at Jay's Poetry Blog. Thanks for the inspiration Jay! Please keep posting more challenges!
how every relationship bit the dust
Don't you know how I feel safe
in your arms I've learned faith
Don't you see how you're setting me free
opening my heart and mind to be
Don't you see what you've undone
my bitterness and urge to run
Don't you feel my melting heart
my gratefulness for our slow start
Don't you feel how I want you close
like addiction I crave your dose
Don't you guess I could fall in love
with your guidance and little shove
Don't you guess I think your a prince
my failures give you little wince
Don't you quit sweeping me from my feet
or trying to cause my heart to beat
Don't you quit your tender style
making love seem worth while
Don't you agree we have something there
hidden beneath you know I care
Don't you agree you can coax me free
joy and love my heart to see
** This poem came about from a challenge over at Jay's Poetry Blog. Thanks for the inspiration Jay! Please keep posting more challenges!
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Moody Lady Spring
Lady Spring plays a torurous game
day to day weather's not the same
sun last week and snow today
hinders any outdoor play
Wanting signs of budding flowers
brought about by April showers
wishing for the summer heat
sound of thunder can't be beat
day to day weather's not the same
sun last week and snow today
hinders any outdoor play
Wanting signs of budding flowers
brought about by April showers
wishing for the summer heat
sound of thunder can't be beat
Monday, April 6, 2009
A Short Verse
Think I'm addicted to your attention
That feeling of deep connection
That emotion you inspire deep inside
How I feel I just can't hide
Hearing your day and telling mine
Makes my heart feel sublime
That feeling of deep connection
That emotion you inspire deep inside
How I feel I just can't hide
Hearing your day and telling mine
Makes my heart feel sublime
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