On my desk sits War and Peace
Like in the cafeteria
Many are displeased
With the food.
But isn't that true of anything.
Bicker, bicker, bicker
sometimes its nice to stop and smell the roses.
Friday, December 18, 2015
Bandeira
Last year I found a Brazillian flag on the ground. I brought it back to my dorm and hung it on my wall. Little did I know how much I would become involved in the Brazillian culture in the coming year. Now everything is over the flag is folded.
The Poet
The writer uses all of his senses
clearly and distinctly choosing his words carefully.
Creating reverence where needed
and beauty infiltrates the whole poem.
A spark of imagination fills every stanza
and emotions poured from her pen
filling the page.
clearly and distinctly choosing his words carefully.
Creating reverence where needed
and beauty infiltrates the whole poem.
A spark of imagination fills every stanza
and emotions poured from her pen
filling the page.
It's Been Real--from Wallflower
It's been real
I hope you have a great life
As Frost once wrote,
"Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and I'm sorry I could not travel both."
well that's me
The little wallflower.
I don't know if
I'll see you again.
Keep those shoulders strong
I wish you the best.
It's been real,
In the cafeteria
I'll remember you're sidelong gaze
I'll remember those nutmeg jeans
That drove me nearly craze.
"I took the one less traveled and that has made all the difference"
Que sera,
Wallflower.
I hope you have a great life
As Frost once wrote,
"Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and I'm sorry I could not travel both."
well that's me
The little wallflower.
I don't know if
I'll see you again.
Keep those shoulders strong
I wish you the best.
It's been real,
In the cafeteria
I'll remember you're sidelong gaze
I'll remember those nutmeg jeans
That drove me nearly craze.
"I took the one less traveled and that has made all the difference"
Que sera,
Wallflower.
Monday, December 14, 2015
Misunderstanding
Tonight, I followed my usual routine, after dinner I went and practiced the piano. I am very excited because I'm perfecting playing "Clair de Lune". Which, last year, my friend who graduated, used to play that and we had a running bet that I wouldn't ever be able to play it. Ha! I'll show him! Anyway he was one of my better friends last year.
Though tonight as I went into the music room I noticed that their were several people unpacking their band instruments. Urggh.... That meant I'd have to practice in the smaller practice rooms. The rooms are very small and the pianos aren't nearly as good. I tried my luck in those rooms and was chagrined to find that the piano was totally out of tune....Urggh-I was very put out.
So I had to resort to playing in the Presidents Quarters, which has an electric piano. Unfortunately, electric pianos don't exactly have the same sound, definitely not my preference of what to play on. But, recently, that's what I've had to resort to. As I was coming around the corner to the President's Quarters I ran into the very person I am very intimidated by. Sitting directly in front of the piano on a striped couch Great, this is just great. I swallow hard and try to suppress the embarrassment that's spread across my face in pastel shades of red. He is a very handsome religious man. He acts very confident and cool as a cucumber, that of which helped make me feel better about being embarrassed.
He told me about his next goal in life to marry someone and went on about this at length telling me about he wanted someone practicing the Christian faith. He used the word marriage at least twice and made very good eye contact with me. Mmm.... I wonder.
I told him that I was practicing the piano up there because the piano room was locked. And somehow we got into a conversation about religion.... Really, don't know how that transpired. As we were talking I asked him about what religion was most prevalent in his country. He said that Christianity was. He did not know what religion I was yet. Then, he totally docked my religion saying that most people that are in my religion don't practice and just use the religion as a label.
"So what's your religion?"
I'm Catholic....practicing.
His conversation had totally back-fired.
Though tonight as I went into the music room I noticed that their were several people unpacking their band instruments. Urggh.... That meant I'd have to practice in the smaller practice rooms. The rooms are very small and the pianos aren't nearly as good. I tried my luck in those rooms and was chagrined to find that the piano was totally out of tune....Urggh-I was very put out.
So I had to resort to playing in the Presidents Quarters, which has an electric piano. Unfortunately, electric pianos don't exactly have the same sound, definitely not my preference of what to play on. But, recently, that's what I've had to resort to. As I was coming around the corner to the President's Quarters I ran into the very person I am very intimidated by. Sitting directly in front of the piano on a striped couch Great, this is just great. I swallow hard and try to suppress the embarrassment that's spread across my face in pastel shades of red. He is a very handsome religious man. He acts very confident and cool as a cucumber, that of which helped make me feel better about being embarrassed.
He told me about his next goal in life to marry someone and went on about this at length telling me about he wanted someone practicing the Christian faith. He used the word marriage at least twice and made very good eye contact with me. Mmm.... I wonder.
I told him that I was practicing the piano up there because the piano room was locked. And somehow we got into a conversation about religion.... Really, don't know how that transpired. As we were talking I asked him about what religion was most prevalent in his country. He said that Christianity was. He did not know what religion I was yet. Then, he totally docked my religion saying that most people that are in my religion don't practice and just use the religion as a label.
"So what's your religion?"
I'm Catholic....practicing.
His conversation had totally back-fired.
Saturday, November 14, 2015
The Others
Your kind words torture my heart
you look at me
thinking I don't see.
But I see your look
I ignore
because you have another.
You may not care,
obviously don't
you think
you make a show when you
lift all those pans above my head.
But I must ignore you
because you have another.
You laugh with me
and listen.
Not a lot of your kind
talk with me.
But this is not to be;
you have another.
I may have liked you a little but
that was before
I knew
you now have two others.
you look at me
thinking I don't see.
But I see your look
I ignore
because you have another.
You may not care,
obviously don't
you think
you make a show when you
lift all those pans above my head.
But I must ignore you
because you have another.
You laugh with me
and listen.
Not a lot of your kind
talk with me.
But this is not to be;
you have another.
I may have liked you a little but
that was before
I knew
you now have two others.
Thursday, November 5, 2015
Hot Cocoa and Thoughts of Good Deeds
Sitting in the library
Reading about Buttermilk pie.
sip, sip, sip
Drinking hot
dark liquid
that smells like
a Hershey's chocolate factory.
I get my drink
and someone else's too
a mystery gift
for a stranger.
sip, sip sip......
Reading about Buttermilk pie.
sip, sip, sip
Drinking hot
dark liquid
that smells like
a Hershey's chocolate factory.
I get my drink
and someone else's too
a mystery gift
for a stranger.
sip, sip sip......
Conquistador
Triumph at last
I will set my flag
On foreign ground!
I will not keep
This hum-drum life
And live in
This morbid way of strife
My opponent has been
Dropping clues
But can't you see
The outcome of my rules.
I will not lay down my flag
Until they've been sworn on.
But perhaps my opponent is
My ally?
Hmm......
I will keep my flag upon this ground
My homeland.
But is their fear in this choice?
Could I be missing a nation unconquered?
I will set my flag
On foreign ground!
I will not keep
This hum-drum life
And live in
This morbid way of strife
My opponent has been
Dropping clues
But can't you see
The outcome of my rules.
I will not lay down my flag
Until they've been sworn on.
But perhaps my opponent is
My ally?
Hmm......
I will keep my flag upon this ground
My homeland.
But is their fear in this choice?
Could I be missing a nation unconquered?
Thoroughly Convinced
Once a friend declared to me that she was incapable of love. After thinking on this for some time I reasoned that this is true for some, to some extent. I have God's love, everyone for that matter has God's grace. But oftentimes one longs for something more, something that can be felt, and you can have compassion for. I'm almost thoroughly convinced that love can be captured by few. If you think about the possibilities of meeting the one, out of every person you meet. Think about how many Facebook friends you have. Is your future spouse in there? Maybe the married life is not your vocation. Maybe its something else.
Well, life is just crazy for me now. It is just so plain and boring. I don't want it to be plain and boring, but it has come to this. It doesn't help that in my current situation I'm surrounded by high school drama. I belong in a bigger city, I feel like an awkward broken puzzle piece.
I trump the nerd community here at the college, definitely. Unfortunately, my pride does not allow me to be anything else. I have this weird attraction to the retro/hippie fashion, which is appreciated by few in this little town. I'm also totally comfortable being a hippie which for some reason is looked down upon in this town. I get along really well with free-spirited people. People that want to take chances, interesting people that strive to do good in little mysterious ways. Someone who makes their mundane jobs interesting by creativity.
Well, life is just crazy for me now. It is just so plain and boring. I don't want it to be plain and boring, but it has come to this. It doesn't help that in my current situation I'm surrounded by high school drama. I belong in a bigger city, I feel like an awkward broken puzzle piece.
I trump the nerd community here at the college, definitely. Unfortunately, my pride does not allow me to be anything else. I have this weird attraction to the retro/hippie fashion, which is appreciated by few in this little town. I'm also totally comfortable being a hippie which for some reason is looked down upon in this town. I get along really well with free-spirited people. People that want to take chances, interesting people that strive to do good in little mysterious ways. Someone who makes their mundane jobs interesting by creativity.
Friday, October 9, 2015
The blank girl
I'm the blank girl nobody knows
I read books and write
I love to recite
But no one likes those things.
But remember I'm only a blank thing.
I read books and write
I love to recite
But no one likes those things.
But remember I'm only a blank thing.
Thursday, October 8, 2015
Conversation with a Wild Flower
Today, I had a conversation with a wild flower
Yes, a wild flower duo
The prettier one scarlet tint
The other one a prime green mint.
Both smiling up at me.
But you know the mint ended up being the better
For scarlet is just a color.
Mint tastes sharp and clean
a pastel color of green
A wild flower duo plucked from some distant land.
Although sometimes looks can be the lesser
When your looking for something to withstand.
Yes, a wild flower duo
The prettier one scarlet tint
The other one a prime green mint.
Both smiling up at me.
But you know the mint ended up being the better
For scarlet is just a color.
Mint tastes sharp and clean
a pastel color of green
A wild flower duo plucked from some distant land.
Although sometimes looks can be the lesser
When your looking for something to withstand.
Closing time
The tbird library's about to close
I write and write but all despite the library is closing
Yes, the library is closing in a half an hour
better type quicker
rhyme
meter
now I find my coffee sweeter.
I cannot stop for a second glance
I hope this post gives me a second chance
at accomplishing a writing career
I can't think what rhymes right here.
Aah yes I've remembered a year
when I was fourteen
I accomplished half of my dream
recognition in a book
Now I write for publishers to maybe give me a second look.
Its closing time my coffee's gone.
I write and write but all despite the library is closing
Yes, the library is closing in a half an hour
better type quicker
rhyme
meter
now I find my coffee sweeter.
I cannot stop for a second glance
I hope this post gives me a second chance
at accomplishing a writing career
I can't think what rhymes right here.
Aah yes I've remembered a year
when I was fourteen
I accomplished half of my dream
recognition in a book
Now I write for publishers to maybe give me a second look.
Its closing time my coffee's gone.
Caffeine
Caffeine does my soul justice
Keeps me awake at night.
Like a vampire or cat
My lights stay on bright.
I lift not a dream
My business is supreme.
When all the lights are out
I get most of my jobs done.
I'd rather work then
Than in the hot sun.
Keeps me awake at night.
Like a vampire or cat
My lights stay on bright.
I lift not a dream
My business is supreme.
When all the lights are out
I get most of my jobs done.
I'd rather work then
Than in the hot sun.
Common Folk
So hard it is in a small town
To connect with others and not to drown
In commonness.
Commonness of country folk.
Not bad if its all you've had
But quite grim when your comin' in.
Feather of Delight
If you thought yourself a feather
So sublime and right
I guess you might not see
When your wrong or right.
So sublime and right
I guess you might not see
When your wrong or right.
Little glance, Little Gaze
A little glance, a little gaze
sometimes a deface
foreign eyes
some surprise
deduction is a gamble
right as rain
reduction
like or dislike
self-esteem makes you gorgeous.
A little glance, a little gaze,
something small,
a little bit haze.
Like or dislike
I guess we'll see.
foreign eyes
some surprise
deduction is a gamble
right as rain
reduction
like or dislike
self-esteem makes you gorgeous.
A little glance, a little gaze,
something small,
a little bit haze.
Like or dislike
I guess we'll see.
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