"The desert bears only a scathing sun, and nothing more."
"What about mirages?"

Saturday, July 31, 2010

A Dark Place.

I stepped inside myself
and it like was standing,
folded over,
in a black crawlspace.

I felt my heart throbbing
and crawling up my throat.
Even that part of me,
intimate,
inseperable,
dosen't want
anything to do with me.

- - -

Okay, this is shit, and I realize that. It's also very dark and sullen, which are not themes I usually touch on. I just feel like experimenting. :)

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Drinking.

I take another gulp
and realize that my glass is empty.
I stand up
slump into the kitchen
and fill it again.
I sit back down
and stare
at the empty white before me
then I realize
that my glass is empty
again.

You Crashed Into Clouds.

You crashed into clouds,
the fluffy white sheets of my bed,
and I watched
stormy passion
spit and crackle in your eyes.

It was heat,
that drew me in,
made my own tornadoes
sputter and give way
to something
that only feels right
with you.

And now I watch clouds
being whisked around
by blue skies and
the ground blurs and disappears
beneath me.

My heart beats feel so distant,
because I’ve gone
and left seven pounds of myself
in clouds
like piles of sheets,
all twined up with you.

What A Great Week.

Wow, okay, I think it's time for a bit of an update. I'll do this in a list so I don't get confused. It's relatively easy to confuse me these days. Without school to keep my mind and tongue sharp, things get jumbled around. :)

1. Joplin has FINALLY had her second litter of puppies. Seven again this time. I got to help birth them, and as much as I thought it was gonna be the most disgusting thing I'd ever have to do, I found it to be really fascinating. All in all, I think it was a very valuable experience.

2. As I've already told you that my piece won honourable mention, I think it suffice to add that the ST.Albert Gazette (local newspaper) got in touch with me and asked for an interveiw. How could I not oblige? I'm sure it will be small, but still, YAY! This is very exciting for me!

3. I saw Ringo Starr live in concert yesterday. It was so humbling to be in the same room as a former member of the band that, in my opinion, revolutionized pop culture as we know it today. The show itself was good, but I think I expected more than I got.

4. I miss my knight in shining armour. This is going to be such a long three weeks of vacation without him.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

A Song.

I hear a song
that never is played
on the radio.
I know it only
because of that moment,
when we became more
than juvenile lovers,
and it screamed
hot buzzing noise
somewhere distant.

I remember it because of the funny motion
you made with your hands
and the quirky smile
that made me laugh.

I love you so much,
that the lyrics
the whole world marches to
matter not
to me.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

I AM AWESOME! EGO BOOST!

YES! I got hounorable mention for The Isabel Miller Young Writers Award, which was exactly what I wanted to do. I'm so happy right not I don't think I'll be able to sleep at all!

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Kicking Myself in The Ass.

Okay, enough with the goddang fricken stupid rip my hair out procrastination. I am so tired of saying and thinking and dreaming and hoping of doing all these great things and then never doing it because I'm a very lazy person. And that's that.

From this day forth, I promise myself not a day will go by where I do not write something. And I'm going to get back into writing more prose type things, because while my poetic writing has definately improved, my ability to create likeable characters and good scenes has gone down the crapper.

Yep, rant over. I'll have something soon.

Monday, July 12, 2010

Watching the Sun.

On the days
where nothing screams at me,
I like to sit
and watch the sun
rise from deep slumber
and splash the shaded sky
with deep pastel
and watercolor paints.

Nigh Noon,
the sun licks my face
and kisses my belly,
warms me to my toes.
The sky looks like
a glass lake somewhere windless,
and I imagine
I can run my fingers through it
and make ripples.

But the sun soon yawns,
and stumbles off to bed,
begging I come with him.

I stay where I am
and watch
the pastel sky
turn to ash.

- - -

Taadaa! Yet another work of sensational art by me! Just kidding. I'm just fiddling around with imagery here, since I feel like I write too much about feelings and mushy girl stuff. Trying something new, so there.

Friday, July 9, 2010

The Great Lesson.

She always said to me
"loss is the great lesson."
I never believed her,
not until the day
I lost her soul
and she lost her way.
The wolves anchored
their tainted claws
and devoured her.
And then I understood
her words.
They echoed in my head:
"loss is the great lesson,
loss is the great lesson."
Then what is life?

I pondered this,
as I stood alone.

Listening to Wind.

I can hear
the sly snickering
of wind
drowned out by
the churning belly
of the neighbor's lawnmower.

It's a shame
I can't sit here
in quiet isolation
and contemplate
the complexites
of wind
brushing by my skin.

Thursday, July 8, 2010

Father.

Sometimes I think
I can never forgive you
for being absent in my life.
Your lack of determination
to love me
frustrates
to the point
where my throat swells
and I cry.

But as those tears,
salty and bitter,
drain
from my father-deprived body
I realize
you did the best you could.

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Stressing.

I'm stressing about things
that maybe are pointless.
But I need this
to move forward
down this forlorn, beaten trail
that I follow.

And even though for now,
I should just smile,
love and lust
while the summer heat
flourishes and grins
with freedom,
I can't help but
rush headlong
into that new world.

And when will the day come
when I throw down my pen
and smile at that wicked devil;
"weakness",
and look him in the eye
and laugh
fearlessly.

- - -

Well, this is definately not my best work, but at least its something. I guess this was primarily written because I was angry that Art 30 is not on my schedule for next year. I did fricken sign up for it, didn't I? :(

Friday, July 2, 2010

Late at Night, Writing About Canada Day

Happy Canada Day, even though now it's technically July 2nd. It's about one thirty in the morning around here.

I'm really just posting to reflect on my evening. Nick and I went to his friend's Barbeque and watched some fireworks. It was nice to spend some time with him, and I did get to meet alot of new and interesting people. An all together fulfilling evening. :)