Friday, May 31, 2013

Book?

      Maggie walked alone, down a brick path. It was cold, and raining, she had forgotten her coat. Even though her mother reminded her at least 3 times to take it with her. She could see the empty town out in front of her, and the mountains to the side of her. It would take her another 10 minutes to get home, and she was already shivering, and about to sneeze. She saw a small house out in the distance, just across the bridge. She decided she would go to it, and beg to stay for a bit until the rain let up. She walked at a fast pace, she crossed the bridge, and made it to the house in 2 minutes flat.
     She slowly approached the house, and gently knocked on the door. She could here a rustling, and then the door flew open. "Who are you, what do you want." Said a slightly grouchy older woman. "I'm sorry to bother you mam, I mean no harm." She said. "I was walking home from school, and it started to rain. I forgot my coat, and was hoping I could stay here for a minute til the rain lets up." She pleaded. The old woman looked at her sternly. "I don't want any trouble, so get inside and lets get you dry." She said. Maggie entered the house and looked around. It was slightly dusty, and the top shelves, and cupboards looked even worse. Like the old lady hadn't been able to reach up there in ages. Maggie looked down to eye level, she saw a cat approach her, and bent down to pet it. It seemed nice, until it hissed at her and nibbled her hand. "Ouch!" Maggie shrieked.
 
     The old lady walked in with hot tea, and a blanket. She handed the blanked to Maggie, and started to pour the tea, "I have a granddaughter your age, you know." She said. "Hmm, that's interesting." Maggie said, she had no interest in people her own age. The older lady went on about her granddaughter, and about five minutes later Maggie knew everything about this girl. Her name was Anne, she was 15, and she hated cucumbers. The older lady finally stopped, and said "Oh how rude of me, I haven't told you my name." She spoke softly. "I'm Marilyn, and you are?" She asked. "Oh, I'm Maggie, Nice to meet you Marilyn." She replied. A few minutes passed in silence.

  "Well it sounds like the rain is letting up, thank you Marilyn for letting me stay for a bit." Maggie said. "Oh sure, here let me grab you an umbrella." Marilyn said, retrieving  a bright blue and green polka dot umbrella, then handing it to Maggie. "Oh, and by the way Maggie, I would really enjoy your company again." the older woman said. "Maybe you could meet my granddaughter sometime also." She said with a smirk.

(To be Continued, eventually)

Happy and Mysterious


Happy and mysterious,
They go on, to the world of the unknown.
Their smiles are captivating,
and their thoughts are a secret.
Their eyes tell a story,
of the non forgotten past.
They venture on, not knowing whats next.
But they have each other,
And thats all anyone could ever need.

Thursday, May 30, 2013

Story starter 1.

       Emilia walked into the house with a vague look on her face. She had, had a very long day,
and the last thing she wanted to do was deal with her family. She found them quite annoying, but then again she was an angsty teenager. "Ugh!" She said as her body flew onto her bed. She looked up at the ceiling and thought of the many other places she could be in the short moment.  "I could be in Africa, riding an elephant." She said with a smirk. But she knew in her heart that she would never get a chance to do anything that extraordinary. Right then her little brother walked in. "Emilia, can I borrow your soccer ball?" He asked,with a pleading look on his face. "No!" Emilia said with a crease in her brow. "But Emilia!" He pleaded. "I said no Michael, now go away you pest." She said pushing him towards the door.

Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Zombie by moonlight


Zombie by moonlight.

Death, decay, corpses, and bones.

Now you’re in the mood,

 To take a trip to the grave yard.

It’s a stormy night, but the big, lushes,

White moon is out.

You try to escape from the noises in your presence.

But they get louder, and louder,

You turn around to find a zombie,

You are startled,

But you great him with a pleasant handshake.

“Hello sir, pleased to meet you.”

But you soon discover he wants to eat you,

He nibbles at your hand.

So you flee the premises,

And have nightmares for the rest of your existence.

Don't Worry Child


Don’t worry child.

You watch as the sun starts to fade,

 To the other half of the earth.

The reds and oranges captivate your attention.

You enter a graveyard,

 With the hopes of something exciting.

A ghost, maybe a zombie,

You’d be happy with just a bone.

You walk around to discover something new,

And you suddenly trip on something.

You look down, hoping for it to be a zombie,

Grabbing your foot, or a bone sticking out of the ground.

But sadly, it’s just a tree root,

You go home disappointed,

But don’t worry, a zombie followed you home.

Take A Walk


Take a walk

You get exhausted from the boredom,

You decide to go out, and take a walk.

At first your mind fools you, and you see nothing.

Then you close your eyes and re-open them,

It’s like a new world, in front of your eyes.

Stars falling from the skies, aliens walking down the street,

Your little brother is flying.

Your teacher is now a green blob.

But then the sky turns black, and night approaches,

You fear the night time creatures,

So you run home, and hide, until you’re 31.

So much for imagination…

Broken Plate


Broken Plate.

You’re sitting upon a shelf, collecting dust.

Lonely and forgotten,

You’re a Christmas plate,

They normally give Santa cookies from upon you.

You, on your shelf, start to ponder.

You rock back, and forth,

Hoping to open the cabinet a slight bit.

Maybe they’ll see the cabinet open slightly,

And open it, remembering that I am here.

But sadly, in your excitement,

Your rock too much…

And now you are bits and pieces upon the floor.

The Corner


The Corner

 

The hallway was silent,

I approached a corner,

Scared out of my wits,

That there might me a monster

Behind it.

I try the peak, and jump method.

I slowly peak around this corner,

One eye, one nose, other eye, both ears.

Then I….JUMP,

Hmm, I bet you expected something to be there.

But sadly, it was just old, crabby, Grandma Addy.

She was not happy,

As she dragged me to my mother by the ear…

Infinite Sunshine


Infinite sunshine

 

The sun bows,

As pain vibrates, throughout my body.

I am weak, but the sun is powerful,

 It gives me strength,

But at last, it is fading

 Through the other side of the universe.

I feel my body cling onto the last drop of strength

Throughout my bones.

I close my eyes in desperation.

And before I know it, the pain has evaporated,

And the sunlight shines throughout my soul.

I feel the suns smile surround my existence.

And I feel Infinite…

Monday, May 27, 2013

Flightless sorrow

Have I found you Saint of my past?
I sense the demon of my present,
And I fear the ghost of my future.

My thoughts are wicked,
And gestures cruel.
Get out of here, and leave me alone.

I'd rather feel this pain,
then nothing at all.
But its worse than the fires of your hell.

The darkness of this corner,
leaves me torn and broken.
I collapse in a puddle of regrets, and sorrow.

Have I lost you?
Lover of my past,
Angel of my present,
Entity of my future?

Monday, May 20, 2013

Under control


Under control

I’ve kept my heart under control,

But one look from those deep blue eyes

Has me melting in my shoes.

I don’t suppose you know me,

But I know you.

You’re a dream of mine,

And one of these days

I’ll get the courage

To make you mine.

Tired faces, and painful smiles


Tired faces and painful smiles,

Saggy eyelids and gloomy yawns.

You don’t know how lovely you are to me.

You’re my sunshine on a hard day.

My cup of coffee on a Monday morning,

We’ve been running in circles,

But I see a change in path,

A dirt road in the distance.

Come with me,

Let’s just go for it.

We can come back as we are,

Or even better than that.

Nobody said it was easy,

But it can’t be that hard.

Just come with me.

Painful Goodbyes


Painful Goodbyes.

You can leave now,

But we stand here like broken statues.

Unknowing what happens next,

But not really caring.

We’re not quite sure how

Love should be.

But we tried,

And we suffered through

The heart ache.

You’ve got it all figured out,

But I’m left behind,

Clueless and regretful.

I start to cry,

But you have no idea

How to comfort me,

So you walk away,

And leave me behind to sigh,

And soon die.

Hearts and Promises


Hearts and Promises.

Stolen Hearts, and broken promises.

My heart lies on the ground,

In a puddle of repugnance.

You’ve left me here for good,

No turning back.

I close my eyes for a while,

And remember the patient smile

Upon your face.

Your eyes full of regret, and sorrow,

But your actions full of aching affliction.

I’ve finally realized what you need,

But you are to long gone to care.

Dear J.L


 

Dear John Lennon,

Hello, I want you to know that I love your music; your work with the Beatles was incredible. I saw a movie on your life story, it was so inspiring. The troubles that you went through and how you still ended up famous, and happy. You’re beautiful wife, your many friends and fans. I do have a few questions, if you don’t mind.

Even though you and your mother had issues, you still loved her, right? Who was your best friend, before you got into a band? What is your favorite color? If you were to have a child what would you name it?

Did you ever have a rough patch with The Beatles? Any major fights, whilst on the road or during a show? What were your relationships like, with the boys?

I love your last name very much so, that I’m thinking of naming my son Lennon. That is if I have a son, and my husband approves.

Thank-you for all the fantastic music you have created. Myself, and billions of people love The Beatles, and your music will be famous forever…

 

Sincerely,

Lauren W.

Rain and tea


Rain and Tea

Rain glimmering outside my window,

I stare up at the vast open sky.

Birds are hiding in their nests,

And I am safe, and warm inside.

 

Puddles are surrounding the once dry ground.

I sip at my tea,

Thinking of you, and me

I ponder the thought of us together,

I burn my tongue.

 

The aching feeling I feel in my heart,

Matches the burn on my once,

Moist tongue.
 

Saturday, May 18, 2013

Hatred

You suffocate me,
you drowned me in your hate,
I feel squished in your words,
my emotions run and hide.
I can't handle the pain,
so I lie down and cry.

Thursday, May 16, 2013

Run away


RUNAWAY

Run, Run, Run away.

I was feeling sad,

No color in my skies,

I can’t help looking back

At my feared past.

The darkness corrupts my thought process.

I’m all alone, on my own.

I’ve forgotten how to love,

I’ve forgotten how to be happy.

Run away,

You should fear me,

I’m scary and overwhelming.

I’ll eat your sorrow,

And choke on your cheerfulness.

Some call me a curse,

Some call me an entity.

I’m just lonely, and forgotten.

I’ve tasted the devils tears,

I drank from his soul.

But I don’t want to be forgotten,

I just want someone

To love me.

Corrupted lungs


Corrupted Lungs

I travel to your house

In the middle of the night

Ready to forgive you,

Your faults have ruined my life,

But I can’t live without you.

You are the happiness I search for.

You radiate my life.

I seek your warmth on a cold winter day.

I avoid your angry words when we fight.

But if you’re still breathing, you’re the lucky one

Because I’ll still be heaving through corrupted lungs.

We can be reckless, we can be wild.

We can be anything,

As long as we are together.

My Love


My Love

You sway like a flower,

In a field of dreams.

Your smile could cure

The earth’s problems.


I drowned in your laughter,

I feel warmth from your heart,

It radiates my Universe.


Your imagination takes me to wonderland.

Your heart beat is my melody,

Your thoughts are my story book.


I gleam in your love,

It burst all the old sorrow in my heart.

You are the missing piece

That I discovered,

To mend my broken heart.

Shelter in you


Shelter in you

I find shelter,

In your words

Your heart is my home,

Your breath is my inspiration,

Your arms hold me

And never let me go.

Just tell me that

You’ll stay here

Beside me.
Until the day
You go on
And die.

My Universe


My Universe

If you love me,

I’ll make a star for you

In my universe.

But if you leave me,

My universe will shatter,

Like a fallen plate,

Glass upon the floor.

I just want to feel the sunrise

With you.

I’m hoping you’ll be the galaxy

I need in my universe.

Heart for sale


Heart For sale

My heart is for sale,

It is broken, but mended.

It has stitches from previous lovers,

And its mind is in the past.

But it still works,

It keeps on beating will all its might.

It might heal itself one day,

But until then,

You may have it as is.

Sunset, Sunrise


Sunset, Sunrise

The sun sets one evening,

But you are not here to watch it with me…

Its colors, Reds and pinks

With a few oranges, and purples.

I sit upon the ground

Looking up with admiration.

It takes my unsteady breath away,

I lay lifeless on the floor,

Thoughts and feelings vacant.

You make me want to feel

Things I’ve never felt before,

But you have left me,

Without a care in the world…

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Tired

My eyes are sagging,
my brain is numb,
my face is scrunched up,
like looking at the sun.
My body feels like
I got hit by a train,
my thoughts are on my bed,
comfy and cozy, and soft and warm.
Will I ever make it there?
Maybe i'll just close my eyes for a few minutes more.

June Imagination


JUNE Imagination

On a mid-day in June,

I lay upon the ground,

I looked up at the vast open sky,

The grass tickling my back below me,

And the clouds interrupting my thought patterns, above me

I tried using my imagination to make shapes in the clouds,

But they only looked like big, white blobs to me.

Maybe I am too old to have an imagination any more.

Maybe there is a bad guy that comes into your room,

One night, when you hit a certain age,

And while you are asleep, he takes your imagination from you

And makes you start thinking like a grown up.

Well, I don’t want to grow up; I want to stay young forever.

Why would someone be so cruel?

Your imagination is like a piece of your childhood that you keep locked up

In your heart forever.

If you get rid of that, what else do you have?

Little broken girl


In a land far away,

Past the sea of forgotten tears,

A girl with a broken heart,

Laid upon the floor,

Her body was ridged and cold,

Her thoughts were sad, and corrupt.

She longed for a lover,

But no one suited the part.

She was lonely and forgotten,

No one cared to help her up off the floor.

So there she stayed, for many years.

 

Until one day,

A man finally suited the part,

He was willing to fix up, her broken heart.

He got out the needle, and put in the tread,

And with a stick, and a swipe,

Her heart was mended.

 

No more sorrow,

And no more tears,

This girl was saved,

She had no more fears…

Ghost


Ghost

 

You’re a shadow of my past,

The mist of my future,

You remind me of what life use to be like,

Fun, and happy.


But now you can’t return,

And it’s taken a toll on my spirit.

Sad and forgotten you lay in the ground.

Bones aching, heart not beating,

You’re a ghost, and that’s all you can be,

You’ll never return,

But now I can see,

I don’t need a Carcass

To prove what we had.

I’ll lay in this ground besides you one day,

But until then,

You may haunt me with your love,

And drowned me in your sorrows.

The little things


The Little Things

 

The little things are not hard to find,

They may be little, but they are a big deal.

You know those things, that you tend to look back on,

Those little lessons that you learn along the way.

Those are the little things,

And when you get older, and your hair starts turning grey,

It’s not the big things that matter anymore,

It is the little things.

 

A book you read that changed your life,

A tv show that you can’t resist watching,

A person paying you a complement,

The moments you have with family, and friends.

Those are just a few of the little things in life.

 

But you can only see them, if you pay close attention,

Because if you don’t, your life will fly by,

And you will be sad, and alone.

Because you focused mostly on the BIG things in life,

Which matter, but don’t have much purpose.

So, make sure to keep your eyes wide open,

And maybe view the world from a different perspective.

Away from here


Away From Here

 

If I had wings, I would fly,

Far, far, away from here.

I would travel the world,

I would go to the edge of the ocean,

To the tallest grasses,

The highest mountains,

I would go anywhere,

As long as,

It’s away from here…

Friday, May 10, 2013

Coffee eyes

I awake,
Sleepy eyes, tired body.
I walk into the kitchen,
with the sorrow of a long night.
You are my cup of delight,
You fill my body with paradise.
Warm, and cozy,
Like a soft blanket.
....
But now you are gone,
I've consumed you entirely.

Insomnia

I lie here,
Back to bed
in between the sheets,
Brain waves raving,
Eye balls twitching.
Thoughts gathering new thoughts,
Emotions running wild,
How many times have I looked at the clock?
Why doesn't he like me?
When was that Paper due?
Then my brain throws in those moments,
you know,
those embarrassing, hard to forget moments.
Where you not only feel like an idiot,
but every time after that you feel like a complete fool.
When will sleep fill my empty body?
I start to feel cloudy with dark hibernation.
Body unconscious,
My dreams run wild.


This tense weather.

Skies of light pinks, and dark blues.
This thunder is making me tense,
The lightning lights up the dense sky,
we huddle inside,
safe and dry.

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Inside Alices Mind


Alice: If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary-wise; what it is it wouldn't be, and what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?

Inside Alice’s Mind

In a world of her own,

She could believe in everything

Her crazy heart could imagine,

Nothing would be everything,

And everything would be nonsense.

Her mind would scream out,

Louder than ever,

Every single thought

Would become a mad reality.

Animals and all sorts of creatures would appear,

And talk with the etiquette of witty person.

In Alice’s world, everything can be a reality.

You just need to…

Believe.