Monday, January 17, 2011

It feels like I have been a part of this world for my whole life,
that I was born into these twisted words
and thoughtful imaginings,
thinking up the story of my life before it even began.
My mother assures me that I kicked in the womb
like any normal baby,
but I wonder if I was really kicking
and not throwing notebooks of unfinished pieces
in complete fustration
at their failure to get across my feelings and emotions.
I wanted out of that balled up space,
into the open air of the world where I could breathe
and comtemplate my thoughts,
your thoughts,
the actions of that man who just knocked my mother over
in his desparation to get away from the store that he had just robbed a coat from,
for his little daughter.
I wonder if I know her,
have ever seen her before,
bumped into her in the never ending hallways of high school.
I remember kindergarten and preschool
where the teachers rules ment nothing,
to me and I broke them over and over and over,
all the while moving ahead of my friends and classmates,
I could read full sentances and chapters of old english
way before they could
and I was writing sonnets and love poems
before they could ever begin to fathom the depths of high school love.
I grew up before they could even form one cohesive thought.
I've been called "normal" by some,
but what is normal?
and do I really fit that category?
How many of you were righting on the inside of your mother's womb
and leaving messages for the little siblings you knew would follow after?
And while my peers spend their time trying to understand each other,
I am trying to understand the world.
I mean seriously?
why are teachers paid so little and treated like nobodies?
because people must notice that the sombodies would be "nobodies" too
if it wasn't for them.
and what about this racial prejudice and hate of anyone whose different?
don't tell me that it doesn't exist anymore,
look around you.
Terrorist jokes?
Gay intolerence?
Political assassination?
people have views and they show it,
but is the way they do it really necessary?
and then people call me insane because I question society.
Well I have a word for you,
you nonrespectful, hating, prejudiced, animals
And I don't understand why or how or when,
all I know is that all this time I have been putting these thoughts on paper
and fighting for what I believe in.
I think my mother was wrong,
I never kicked in her womb
because I was too busy writing and chucking unfinished notebooks
in pure fustration.
yep a new poem, at last!!! :)
i just wrote this on a whim, no thought or anything behind it really
hope you liked it :)


Sunday, January 9, 2011

To The Writers (Keep On Writing My Friends)

"I love it when I can watch my writing flow across the page
like a never ending waterfall
creating colorful rainbows of imagination
& pure blissful images of beautiful skies and fields at dusk
on a late summer's night."
Writing is about so much more than what people believe it to be,
it is imagination and cutting all the way to your very core,
spilling out your deepest secrets and darkest desires
in a way that is so uncomprehensable to anyone
but those who share a place in this world where reality doesn't exist
and everything is beautiful,
you only have to find it and then write like a demon-possessed lunatic
(except it is good possession and lunacy,
because writers are anything but sane and that is a good thing,
sanity is so boring)
Believe and Imagine and write it all down
because your thoughts are valuable and your opinions are priceless.
Let those coffee stained notebooks be your life
because there is nothing better than to bringing a character into existance
who is your best friend and witnessing them defeat all odds
because writing the story is just as much fun as reading it,
you just have to pick up a pen and let it flow
(you never know what might emerge)
Writing can teach you things about yourself and life
that nothing else could teach you because the answers you seek
are always inside and by releasing it onto the paper you are letting yourself free
and paving the way for others behind you to reach into themselves,
the discovery is the best part.
And there is nothing like sitting back after you've written a particularly excellent piece
and feeling the pride spread through your whole body,
leaving a pleasent feeling of purpose and happiness,
nothing can make a person happier than seeing their work on paper
that the whole world can read to better understand their thoughts and dreams and desires
because writing opens a window to your soul.
So my friends I urge you to keep writing and never stop
because I can garuntee that you won't regret it,
writing is a part of everyone,
you only have to take the leap
and pour yourself onto paper,
a true masterpiece will form before your very eyes.
i wrote this piece to inspire people to write, i hope it works :) (there wasn't really any more of a story behind it than that)


Friday, January 7, 2011

Inexperienced Lover

so i know that i never say anything before the poem that i'm posting, but i feel like i owe you guys the reason for why i haven't been posting that often so you don't think that i'm abandoning you.  
school- midterms are coming up and so are sign ups for next year classes, i am also starting to get college stuff and am trying to keep my grades up for a potential scholarship
life- just recently Kace asked me out and so i have been dating him for about a week now, he is amazing and awesomely cool AND i am in the process of getting the book i wrote published as well as writing another book (not related to the one i just wrote, totally different plot)
sports- i was placed on varsity for the nordic ski team at school and so i have been training hard to stay on varsity (i have a race tomorrow) 

sooo i have been VERY busy, as you can tell and i haven't had much time to even write, which was killing me, and i apologize profusely. please forgive me!!!

(the poem is something i wrote about Kace and i - there will be a lot of sappy love poems in the coming weeks, i promise, but i will still spice it up with other types of my poems and maybe some excerpts from my book/the book i am writing now)

These feelings are so strange and foreign;
pounding hearts,
beating in unison
as you hold me to you and whisper in my ear
and I wonder if you can feeling my heart pound
ten times faster with longing for this moment
that will last forever.
I've never felt this way before,
I am so small and inexpierienced compared to you,
with 2 years more experience than me
and you still take it slowly for me ,
I can tell that you love me just as much as I love you
and I can feel how our hands fit together perfectly,
like puzzle pieces,
reunited at last.
All I can think about is you when your not there
and all I can think about is you when you are,
you are perfect
and understand my fear of taking it one step farther,
I'm terrified of kissing you,
but I want it so bad
and I long to get rid of this irrational fear
because I know you won't judge me
and that you will still love me just as much as now.
You have changed me so much;
making me fear these foreign emotions
because I never knew someone who mattered that much
and you convinced me to go to the dance in the end of January,
I can't wait to go now
and have my princess moment that I have longed for,
you don't realize how much I hate dances,
but I love you and will go,
if only for you.
I want our first kiss to be at the dance,
it seems just fitting for us because you waited for me
for months
until my parents met you and got to know you,
finally giving their approval
and then you asked me out and I said yes,
I stuttered and you didn't care.
I can't believe how much I still need to learn
and you are the perfect teacher,
before you I was afraid to try things that couldn't be described in words
and you have opened my eyes to a whole new world
that I never could see before,
I want this to last forever and ever
because you are amazing and I love you more than any other.
You let me be me and you still are yourself
and I appreciate that so much more than you will ever know
because you don't rush me and that means the world to me.
♥ ♥ ♥