"In the end, it's not going to matter how many breaths you took, but how many moments took your breath away." -Shing Xiong *** "Do not go where the path may lead; instead where there is no path and leave a trail." -Ralph Waldo Emerson *** "Truly great friends are hard to find, difficult to leave, and impossible to forget." -G. Randolf *** "We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned so as to have the life that is waiting for us." -E.M. Forster *** "Imagnination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited, imagination encircles the world." -Albert Einstein *** Defintion of Suburbia: A place where they cut down trees and name streets after them. -(Unknown, found on sticker) :p *** "A lie goes halfway around the world before the truth has a chance to get its pants on." -Winston Churchill***"Love is the irresistible desire to be desired irresistibly." -Louis Ginsberg ***"All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware." -Martin Buber

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

(Dear Marius) Evanescence (a poem, a dedication)

Dear Marius
Written May 31st, 2011
A fedora
On the desk
You worked on
The chair
That once held you
Now holds empty air
The shirts
Your loved ones wear
With your name
Your own army
But you’re not here
To command it.

A piano
Standing alone
At the end of the hall
Dust falls on the keys
A coat of proof
Of your absence
Thick silence in the air

The music has become evanescent.

You’re everywhere
In these objects
But they’re just objects.
Not you
You’re nowhere. 

Anymore (a poem)

Written May 31st, 2011
You sneak up on my mind
Like a salesman on a house
You get your foot I the door
And then I can’t push you out

Memories of laughs and smiles
Sweet things in my ears
But you had a mask on all the while
As you claimed me more and more

I love with all I’ve got
You knew this, you abused this
Lifted me high then left me to rot
But now I’m stronger than ever

Sunday, May 29, 2011

(Raise Your Voice) The Simple Fact (a poem)

Raise Your Voice
The Simple Fact
Written May 29th, 2011
Here is the wolf
Treveling at a steady pace
On silent lithe paws
Tireless miles to go today
Across the plains
And beneath the shadows of pines
She will cover great distance
Then go all the way back
She has hungry mouths to feed
Uknown to the untrained eye
A huntress of deadly beauty
A thick coat of silken fur
Fateful teeth and a soothing tongue
Contained in one powerful jaw
Hear her sing at night
Her voice so stunning and inviting
Even the moon stops to listen
And she sets the stars to dance

Saturday, May 28, 2011

Wiccan Alphabet (thoughts, philosophy)

Wiccan Alphabet
Written February 5th, 2010
A nswers can always be found by looking within you
B e the best person that you can be
C reativity is part of who you are, don't be afraid to use it
D iety is what you percieve it to be, not what a book percieves it to be
E nthusiasm is key to believing
F riends are sacred, treat them as such
G reatness can only be achieved with determination and inspiration
H elp others, for someday you might be the one in a tight spot
I gnorance of others will only earn you enemies
J ourney of finding yourself and learning- the definition of religion
K arma never takes a break
L earning is encouraged
M agic is for pure intentions
N ature nourishes the soul, return the favor
O pen your mind to the people and world around you
P ride in who you are is honored and admired
Q uestion always, then you will find meaning
R espect others for who they are
S peak out, silence will get you no where
T rust in the god and goddess to guide you
U nderstand others, and they will strive to understand you
V ictory is great, but the lessons you learn from it are far more valuable
W ithstand negative judgement of others, you know who you are and that's all that matters
X pand your knowledge every chance you get
Z eal in your practice is a sign that you have found the right set of beliefs for you

An old post I found on my Paganspace blog. I thought I'd repost it and share some insight into my relgion :)

(Raise Your Voice) Weapons v.s. Souls (a poem)

Raise Your Voice
Weapons vs. Souls
Started on May 19th, 2011
Finished on May 25th, 2011
You cover your wrongs so the world won’t see
You murder our freedoms, our humanity
Shove a gun down our throats when we try to speak
Block us from the information we seek
The ones who see through your mask disappear
Cutting short opposition by instilling fear
Send your pawns to take us out
We’ll face your bullets, unarmed, still we shout
Shoot us down till we’re piled high in the street
Till crimson blood pools around your feet
We died for a cause, died for the future, true and brave
While you hide behind walls, trying to outrun the grave

Raise Your Voice (a collection, informational message)

Hey all of my lovely readers!
I am starting to get back into the swing of writing again, and I have decided to start a social commentary poetry collection called Raise Your Voice. For those of you who don't know what it is, Social Commentary is a where someone makes a point or expresses an opinion based on a social problem or idea. It could be pro or con to the idea. Usually, Social Commentary is used to put down a certain idea and try to end it. I was inspired to do this by an art project we started in school. For my project I am doing my commentary on school bullying.
There is a lot I feel strongly about in the world today and in the past, and there are lots of things I hope to see change to in the future. So i decided to take it beyond just my one project at school. All the poems in the Raise Your Voice collection will be about things I see wrong in the world and that bothers me.

(Dear Marius) Were You Real? (a poem, a dedication)

Dear Marius
Were You Real?
Written May 28th, 2011
Pictures everywhere
Of a familiar face
A friendly green stare
And a smile like no other
In this world, anywhere
And yet these photos
Are just paper
Not living flesh
These photos
Hold the memories
Not the presence

Crippled (a poem)

Written May 27th, 2011
Scared and alone here
Surrounded by white
And blinding fluorescent light
Close my eyes against the rising fear
I don’t want to believe it’s true
I can’t see the future anymore
My dreams are dead, my hope buried beneath the floor
Where my leg should be; just hospital sheets colored baby blue

Just Kiss Me (a poem)

Just Kiss Me
Written May 5th, 2011
Your face prevails in my mind
And my skin, it tingles
From memories of when we mingled
My hand; it itches
Full of emptiness and wishes
To be curled around your fingers
When you’re here next to me
I’m flustered and I tend to worry
Over all that I do
My only desire is to impress you
I can’t take my eyes from your face and figure
With inhuman beauty, you walk with graceful stature
And you have chosen me

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

(Dear Marius) Remembering the Impact (a poem, a dedication)

Dear Marius
Remembering the Impact
Written May 14th, 2011
My heart pounds as I answer the phone
Something is wrong
In my heart, I already know
And it rings true in her somber tone
“Faith, you’re not going to believe me
When I say this,”
I stand there, fresh-awake
And alone
Breathless, waiting for the impact
“But I’m not joking,”
And I know she isn’t
I wish she was
“Mikey died in a fire last night.”

Saturday, May 7, 2011

Discovering You (a poem)

Discovering You
Written May 1st, 2011
A quiet adoring smile
And bright unique eyes
Peering out at me
From strands of long hair
Falling down over the face
I have come to admire.

I see hopeful days up ahead
That I thought were lost to me
The feelings inside I thought were dead
Open up in a wide blue sea

(Dear Marius) Soul Note (a poem, a dedication)

Dear Marius
Soul Note
Written May 7th, 2011
A single crisp note
Echoes sweetly in the air
Gracing eager ears
And conducting smiles
With a sound so fair
Before it flutters and disappears
Where to, we'll never know
But it is gone
Never to be heard again
With the exact meaning and passion
It held in that blink of eternity

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

(Dear Marius) The Fire in a Hero's Heart (a poem, a dedication)

Dear Marius
The Fire in a Hero's Heart
Written May 3rd, 2011
Hungry fire, burning bright
Tongues of flame reaching up into the night
Devouring all it can touch
Pictures, toys, keepsakes and such
Fringes turn black and curl
In the air ashes swirl
Ravenous destruction with spiteful teeth
Air so hot you can’t breathe.

Monday, May 2, 2011

Leaf Raking (a poem)

Leaf Raking
Swish Swish
A pile of red brown orange yellow
Gathers at my feet
I smell the crisp autumn odor
Wafting up from the ground
It’s not too hot
Not too cold
I can remember so easy now
Frolicking in leaf piles
As a child with my dog
So I do this chore happily
Because in my state of childhood abandon,
It’s so easy to forget
My adulthood sorrows

The Corridors (a poem)

The Corridors
Through the empty meaningless corridors we walk
The pale gray brick holding us in
For some this place is hell
For others a haven
Me, I am not sure
Some days, I am surrounded by smiles,
On others
These cold eternal corridors
Transport empty, dead faces
Whose emotionless eyes gaze at the floor
But whether we are elated or empty
The walls don’t care
They are only there
To hold us in.

Inspired by a day in school earlier this year when everyone just looked depressed. Maybe it was a monday.

Destructive Cyle (a poem)

Destructive Cycle
I can scream
At the dead white walls
Up into the hopeless gray sky
Into my defenseless deaf pillow
            The walls will remain silent
            The sky will only begin to cry
            My pillow will lie resentfully from my voice’s torment
            None of them will do anything
            To stop you from going