Monday, April 19, 2010
A hidden person clothed in black, struggles with her heavy hat. Though no one sees this black each day, this person wants to run away. And in the quiet of the night her hidden tears with plenty take flight. She wishes badly that they knew, but nothing else will she say or do. Her soul convulses with the pain, that her heavy decisions have surly made. Can't see the light that draws so dim, so a smile she'll fake again and again. Just take me now she screams aloud. she beckons the high one from his Godly shroud, but without a push she will not move. The pain to great because of foolish moves. She asked for this, she knows quite well. Take off the mask and see who stays when most will go.
Monday, April 12, 2010
Family (Originally Posted: FRIDAY, MAY 23, 2008)
The Family is a beautiful thing.
A kind family has a peaceful life with no contention.
A happy family has joy spread through out their lives forever.
A forgiving family can trust each other with there secrets.
A hard working family knows how to help them selves.
A friendly family is a friend to all people, so they are loved.
Don't we want to strive to have a kind, happy, forgiving, hard working and friendly family?
Lets build our family spiritualy strong!
Faries (Originally Posted: 2008)
Fairies are the magic folk involved in most fairytale.
They are magical, mischievous, mysterious, and beautiful.
When fairies come out.
Many fairies are said to come out at night when the full moon is hanging in the sky.
Others are said to come out in the morning when the dew is still on all the flowers.
But all fairies have a certain season they live in.
What fairies eat.
Fairies have always been known to eat cake and cream. They don't care what kind.
What fairies do.
Fairies love to dance and sing.
For water fairies swimming is their prime activity.
Flower fairies love to frolic among the trees and plants.
Snow fairies like to cozy up in their little snow burrows and sleep.
All fairies do difforent things and it would take to long to list them all.
Fairies are just another rose in life, so keep an eye out for them.
A Forest (Originally posted: 2008)
Do you hear the stream trickling through?
It seems to say I welcome you to this beautiful land.
The fairies dancing on the leaves, pretty songs sour around the trees.
Flowers swaying in the breeze, they all welcome you to this beautiful land.
The smell of pine is a simple sine of this place so wondrous and divine.
Breath it in let it run through your soul.
All the magic glides from your head to your toe.
What is this amazing place?
It's the forest.
Song(Originally Posted: 2008)
Song is our souls speech.
The language of love from above.
Beauty that comes from within.
Its always full of emotion.
Hearts move to its gentle notion.
The happiness that it brings can fill our spirits completely.
Let our lives be filled with more song.
A Present (Originally Posted: 2008)
It's rapped in shiny paper.
There's a ribbon down its center.
Its not what's inside, but its the meaning that counts.
Sometimes there is a little message full of laughter and light.
What is it?
Its a Presesnt.
Midsummer Nights Eve (Originally Posted: 2008)
Little lights dart around.
They seem to have a twinkling sound.
They're not just little lights, they're fairies.
Glowing balls, like golden berries.
They are all coming too greet you to Midsummer's Eve.
The night of magic…
The night of love…
The night when little folk soar up above…
Around, the fairies dance in a springy, happy, prance.
The moon is full like a glowing orb…It summons the fairy ladies and lords.
Rain... A Storm (Originally Posted: 2008)
You feel it in your bones.
Adrenalin rushes fill your soul.
Stormy clouds fill the sky.
Lighting flashes and thunder booms.
The flash of the lightning shocks you for a moment.
The cool rain running down the street splashes against you feet.
Slowly the rain stops.
The Sun starts to appear over head.
You see a rain bow over the mountain.
A symbol of promise to all the world.
From that sign we know storms don't last forever.
All storms have a rainbow hidden in them.
Eye of Beauty (Originally Posted: 2008)
Beauty may be in the eyes of the beholder, but with an eye of beauty, everything is beautiful in their own way.
Baby Dove (Originally Posted: 2009)
A little baby dove is he sitting under our apple tree.
Very brave he is indeed.
He does not care if he sits by me.
Oh little dove so brave and true you bring peace to all who sit by you.
His love for all is spread wide and far.
His eyes like twinkling stars.
Oh little dove so cute and fair.
Please don't leave we need you here.
Fire (Originally Posted: 2008)
Power thrives within it.
A worm glow full of passion is shown.
It worms even the coldest of situations.
The unruly flames still have a sort of balance within them.
No distinct mass but its power can trick you at times.
Stick too the truth (Originally Posted: 2008)
Heart’s of stone.
Wind’s of grace.
We feel alone in a barren place.
Sweet cold rain of the hurricane…
Worm light we need your guidance to get us through the storm with caution.
Leader guide us through.
Help our hearts find the truth.
When the waves get tough we think we have had enough.
We never ride it through.
Let’s stick to the truth.
There is more for the world than this path that we follow.
Let our hearts find the truth.
Hope (originally posted 2009)
Look up in the sky.
I see the lightning crashing.
Around me rain drops fall.
To some this is alarming.
Out I stand in the rain.
Thunders sounds bring my cold ears pain.
The dark clouds seem to wrap around me.
Heart is booming and mind is spinning.
Even in the world darker hour joy is found.
We see it there... above the sky...
HOPE
Writers Block (Originally posted: 2008)
No words!
I can't think of anything to write though there are things buried deep inside.
Words will swarm around my head, but without order they are dead.
Inspiration everywhere, but I can't see that it is there.
Writers block comes very quick.
No words to give my work balance.
I think every moment of something to fill my page.
Will it come in my sleep; maybe a vision soft and light?
Oh words I do not seem to have.
I need you now oh so bad.
Loves Dance (Originaly Posted: November 2008)
The sun rises over the mountains
Like a giant yellow balloon.
Her hair was shining like a brand new penny
with a copper hue.
He looked over at her
And smiled like never before.
Hands clasped together,
They danced across the floor.
The Song was heard all around,
When they looked in each other's eyes.
And to everyone around them,
There came this sweet reprise.
CHORUS:
Amber fields, yellow daisies,
Clouds like fluff in the sky.
Hello, Girl, dance with me
Forever in our lives.
Come on, Girl, with hair like a shining star,
Dance with me, stay forever in my arms.
She said, "Okay, Boy." With a smile like a crescent moon,
"I will come and dance with you."
So, they danced across the floor
Until night had come.
The moon rose up just to take the sun's place,
And shed a little silver light.
Happiness was gleaming
And their smiles were, too.
Forever their song will be ringing
And so, I'll sing it for you...
CHORUS
Legend, you probably think so,
But, no, it's very true.
It's the story of a boy and girl
Dancing in their youth.
Joy was ringing and so were the church bells
As they walked out of the chapel door.
A ring bound their love together forevermore.
And when their suns had set,
Their song just kept on ringing,
We never will forget
Their love's powerful singing.
CHORUS
The song will keep on ringing
Until the earth is gone.
A story, a love story,
The purest ever sung.
Grandma's Poem (Originally Posted: August of 2008)
This is my grandmother's poem which she sent me for my birthday...
My Secret Place
Lush wildflowers blanket this lovely scene.
A valley meadow with a swift running stream.
It gurgles and giggles and tickles one's feet,
Makes diamonds of sunbeams that dance in the heat.
The banks are studded with precious gems,
Where wild violets and lilies grace her hem.
Elves and fairies often play with me there
And I watched as fairies garlanded their hair.
Minnows and tadpoles frolicked in this stream,
While creatures often come here to drink and gleam.
Memories are ageless in my majic place.
Here God has taught me the secret of Grace.
Acting (Date originally posted: spring of 2008)
Who am I?
Only my director will tell me.
I must become the character and play the part well.
I step into a new world full of fantasy and make believe.
To play the part I must give into this world completely.
The lines float around my head not letting any other thought in during my performance.
I feel the crowed around me, but I do not let fear over take me.
For this time I am not Sarah I am the part.
I talk as the part and fell as the part nothing else.
What do I hear?
Claps, cheers, and whistling.
Has the play ended?
Yes.
I have done my part the best I can.
Another day will bring another play to me.
The End
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Roses(original Date Posted: the summer of 2008)
Red as Wine.
Oh how sweet is its appearance
Sweet smell spreads wide
Each roses a little more precious than the other
Blooms in such splendor
Looms over sorrow wanting to comfort
Over the hills and in the valleys you will find them
Slowly they grow into masterpieces
Sewn with sparking spider silk
On a mantle of glistening leaves
More precious than any painting
Writing (Original date posted: Winter of 2008)
A paper and a pencil.
A thought that starts out small.
A little bit of talent or nothing there at all.
I can be very simple or large and full of truth.
A story from a child or an adult full of youth.
My heart longs for the paper and pencil so I my write.
With the gift of writing I will bring the world my light.
A little piece of paper full of words that bring delight.
A Candle (Original date posted: winter of 2007)
A little candle pure and bright
twinkling in the darkest night
it may be small, but its impact is large
Brightness that can fill your heart
Let your light shine and forever live.
With a light can forever give?
Paths (Original year posted: 2008)
There is a path we follow.
There is a path we take.
But witch path will we stick to forever?
Witch path will our choices make?
Do what is right for forever.
Do what is right for yourself.
Keep your choices pure and steadfast forever.
Keep your life in your grasp.
Children (Original post year: 2008)
Little Children skip around
Little heels against the ground
Their soft laugh so pure and bright
Eyes so full of love and delight
Their precious souls full of song
There hearts will forever stand strong
Their minds so creative and full of ideas
Their actions swift and spontaneous
The children play
The children laugh
The children wonder down their childish path
Forever they will love and believe
Just like the children Christ told us to be
Stones (original posted year: 2009)
Smooth
Jagged
Harsh
Calm
There
Here
Like the stone we must live in the moment, but show what we have lived and present no unfavorable emotion towards it.
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