Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Declaration

Many girls dream of their Prince Charming
And their Knight in Shining Armour
The man who can hold them with impossible strength and power
For they are weak, undeveloped and unsure

They want to be taken on the adventures they hear others speak of
Dream of and wish for
They want power and crave strength
But think it is not something for them

Others settle for simple thrills
Momentary pleasure and passing passions
Empty and tiresome

Needing no Knight, no Dark One, no Prince
I just want The One beside me
As we go on together

And if he is not strong enough to take me on adventures
Then hold on to my hand and I'll take You.

Monday, July 4, 2011

Botany

Praying on blue roses for impossible wishes
Cherry blossoms are a fog at the edge of my dreams
Forget-me-nots a shade of violet that impress on memory
Poppies are a gloomy end
And the language of the flowers
Make me think of England

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

When you've seen their beauty
Then learn all their flaws
And can say:
"I think I love you more"

Just a thought

Can I be your siren?
Your secret angel,
Your shining star,
Your light?

Because you're mine.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Some interesting news

So, I decided to gather lots of my poems into one manuscript and try to get it published. I am also gathering together my random writings (paragraphs, essays, plain journal entries, etc.) as another manuscript.
Does anyone have any suggestions as to how I should arrange it? I was thinking of themes or chapters, but so far I have simply been going by the most recent date, and working backwards. Also, does anyone know who I should talk to about this? Any suggestions would be really nice to hear. Thanks everyone.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

A childhood regret

I regret losing the confident person I was.
I knew I could do so much.
I still think there are things I can do, but I only think.
And some days, the voice is so quiet, I can't believe I can hear it.

Monday, September 13, 2010

Robotic Heart, Cyber Eye

Inside this hallow
It has hidden
For decades, years and centuries
This little portal
A place where all pleasure lies

To crave and touch
An animal or human thing?
To watch and wait
As a passionate nature flairs
To be watched and admired
A sedate nature rocks the core

This simple blend
Earth and Fire
Grows and Burns

Does it work?
Does it combine well?
Who knows?

I still think I'll burn you.

(Written July 10, 2010)