You could be that apple
in the eye of the opal moon.
Watch fading sunlight dapple
and budtime tulips swoon.
Blackberry winters
bring April mist to our lands.
Hold this wooden heart that splinters
the palms of your gentle hands.
Monday 21 September 2009
#2
Bright, Bright,
the faded stars shine,
over mountain, fell and lake
the dusky moon climbs.
The rich velvet blanket
that we call our night,
clouded with sheep and teeth
that bite.
A hum of wind
that carries by
the cricket chirp
and the longing cry
of its own great moan
that carries still,
on the cold, winter night,
that watches for kill.
the faded stars shine,
over mountain, fell and lake
the dusky moon climbs.
The rich velvet blanket
that we call our night,
clouded with sheep and teeth
that bite.
A hum of wind
that carries by
the cricket chirp
and the longing cry
of its own great moan
that carries still,
on the cold, winter night,
that watches for kill.
Way back when...
Because of something someone said recently,
I've decided to publish some of my old poetry I used to write.
I also might add in some new stuff.
I love reading old things from ages ago :) it makes me happy.
However, I do wish I was back there...
Love.
Words may be weak but,
Love can move mountains
The First Photo
Eternity is captured in
every heartbeat we share,
and every page we turn.
A substance that will
never decay,
if it preserved in the hearts
of those who
cherish it.
That substance is Love.
Love makes your
Heart and Mind
walk
Hand in Hand,
to places that your
Feet
would only dream of taking you.
What we have is Love,
and it really is the sweetest thing.
I've decided to publish some of my old poetry I used to write.
I also might add in some new stuff.
I love reading old things from ages ago :) it makes me happy.
However, I do wish I was back there...
Love.
Words may be weak but,
Love can move mountains
The First Photo
Eternity is captured in
every heartbeat we share,
and every page we turn.
A substance that will
never decay,
if it preserved in the hearts
of those who
cherish it.
That substance is Love.
Love makes your
Heart and Mind
walk
Hand in Hand,
to places that your
Feet
would only dream of taking you.
What we have is Love,
and it really is the sweetest thing.
Tuesday 18 August 2009
Ahhh, holidays and the ultimate relaxation.
I would have documented my previous holiday this fornight...
however the WIFI was a pricey €25.00 a day in the Hotel Arts Barcelona, so i chose to leave it.
Here in portugal though, it comes at a bargain price of €15.00 a week!
Anyway, after a scrching week in Barcelona I came home for one day then jetted off again to Portugal :)
Here, it is beautiful weather and stunning, picturesque surroundings...so quiet!
So, atm I am just relaxing in the blazing heat that I can't help but feel uncomfortable in, sipping an ice cold bacardi&coke! mmm heaven :)
I would have documented my previous holiday this fornight...
however the WIFI was a pricey €25.00 a day in the Hotel Arts Barcelona, so i chose to leave it.
Here in portugal though, it comes at a bargain price of €15.00 a week!
Anyway, after a scrching week in Barcelona I came home for one day then jetted off again to Portugal :)
Here, it is beautiful weather and stunning, picturesque surroundings...so quiet!
So, atm I am just relaxing in the blazing heat that I can't help but feel uncomfortable in, sipping an ice cold bacardi&coke! mmm heaven :)
Thursday 6 August 2009
This day was the beautiful day,
tiptoe over fields so as not to wake distant memories,
hold back tears of heart-felt pain
and rejoice in the sympathy of the weighted kiss
This day was the beautiful day,
hands locked until worlds are ripped apart,
same gaze met in blurring sight
and sadness at the love that is now lost.
tiptoe over fields so as not to wake distant memories,
hold back tears of heart-felt pain
and rejoice in the sympathy of the weighted kiss
This day was the beautiful day,
hands locked until worlds are ripped apart,
same gaze met in blurring sight
and sadness at the love that is now lost.
Wednesday 5 August 2009
Ahhh
Good old BlogSpot, I missed you :)
It's less than a week until I go on Holiday, where I plan on starting up my blog for real.
Atm, I'm just sat in bed watching Friends, having a good old lazy day.
Well I have only been up 3 hours!! Ooops.
To be fair, I'm gonna blame it on the HUGE shopping trip I had yesterday, as it was very impressive and we nearly had to sell our house. Jokes.
I also put up a shelf.
I did buy this shelf about 2 months ago, when I went on a very fun trip to IKEA with Emma Lumb.
IKEA is very clever.
It has no windows, therefore, you have no sense of time. If you go in there without a watch, you don't know the time! You don't know if it is dark outside or whether you have missed your favourite TV show. Also, by having a very clever path to follow, with arrows on the floor, it makes you walk past EVERYTHING. You can't help thinking which kitchen you want in your flat when you are older, and which HUGE in wardrobe you want in your bedroom...
If you walk the wrong way, you've broken the rules! tut tut. The Swedish frown on you!
Anyway, I built this shelf two months ago, drilled a good few holes in my bedroom wall only to find that I couldn't actually attach it to the wall. Apparently you need some plug things...ahh I don't know.
In the end, I couldn't find those to fit in the holes which I had drilled...EPIC FAIL.
This was where my Dad intervened.
He filled the holes I had drilled with this really sticky, strong, superglue like stuff and then put the screws in the wall.
That is how my bedroom wall stood until yesterday, when I finally decided to attach the shelf (that had been sat, built, at the side of my bed all that time, collecting dust) to the wall. It wasn't until after it was there, hanging proudly, that I started to get a bit scared.
I had very cleverly chosen to put this 'well built' 'well attached' shelf above my bed...SHIT.
To top off my nervousness, my dad wished me goodnight along with "Good Luck with the shelf. Careful it doesn't kill you while you sleep!!!"
As you can tell, the shelf didn't kill me, but even as I type the shelf does loom over-head.
It is scaring me and I haven't yet dared put anything on the shelf. I might try soon. One thing at a time :)
Till another day, if the shelf doesn't get me...
Good old BlogSpot, I missed you :)
It's less than a week until I go on Holiday, where I plan on starting up my blog for real.
Atm, I'm just sat in bed watching Friends, having a good old lazy day.
Well I have only been up 3 hours!! Ooops.
To be fair, I'm gonna blame it on the HUGE shopping trip I had yesterday, as it was very impressive and we nearly had to sell our house. Jokes.
I also put up a shelf.
I did buy this shelf about 2 months ago, when I went on a very fun trip to IKEA with Emma Lumb.
IKEA is very clever.
It has no windows, therefore, you have no sense of time. If you go in there without a watch, you don't know the time! You don't know if it is dark outside or whether you have missed your favourite TV show. Also, by having a very clever path to follow, with arrows on the floor, it makes you walk past EVERYTHING. You can't help thinking which kitchen you want in your flat when you are older, and which HUGE in wardrobe you want in your bedroom...
If you walk the wrong way, you've broken the rules! tut tut. The Swedish frown on you!
Anyway, I built this shelf two months ago, drilled a good few holes in my bedroom wall only to find that I couldn't actually attach it to the wall. Apparently you need some plug things...ahh I don't know.
In the end, I couldn't find those to fit in the holes which I had drilled...EPIC FAIL.
This was where my Dad intervened.
He filled the holes I had drilled with this really sticky, strong, superglue like stuff and then put the screws in the wall.
That is how my bedroom wall stood until yesterday, when I finally decided to attach the shelf (that had been sat, built, at the side of my bed all that time, collecting dust) to the wall. It wasn't until after it was there, hanging proudly, that I started to get a bit scared.
I had very cleverly chosen to put this 'well built' 'well attached' shelf above my bed...SHIT.
To top off my nervousness, my dad wished me goodnight along with "Good Luck with the shelf. Careful it doesn't kill you while you sleep!!!"
As you can tell, the shelf didn't kill me, but even as I type the shelf does loom over-head.
It is scaring me and I haven't yet dared put anything on the shelf. I might try soon. One thing at a time :)
Till another day, if the shelf doesn't get me...
Monday 9 March 2009
Peace & Quiet...
So, they've gone for a while and I sort of have to fend for myself for a bit.
It's nice but I do have to admit I can get a little bit lonely sometimes.
Still, they're all there when I need a little company.
Heres to a few days of 'me time'.
It's nice but I do have to admit I can get a little bit lonely sometimes.
Still, they're all there when I need a little company.
Heres to a few days of 'me time'.
Friday 27 February 2009
In Sickness...
I'm not really up to my best today and I hate the feeling.
When you don't get ill that often, it makes being ill 5 times worse!
However, a certain someone didn't seem to bothered if I was ill or not today.
Sometimes you need those little boosts to keep you going on days like these.
I think the times when you have a bad hair day or you have the worst cold in the world are the best times for that special person to show you just how much they love you.
They show that they just couldn't care less whether you look great or can't stop sniffling, as long you are you.
These are the little things that make me realise how lucky I am.
When you don't get ill that often, it makes being ill 5 times worse!
However, a certain someone didn't seem to bothered if I was ill or not today.
Sometimes you need those little boosts to keep you going on days like these.
I think the times when you have a bad hair day or you have the worst cold in the world are the best times for that special person to show you just how much they love you.
They show that they just couldn't care less whether you look great or can't stop sniffling, as long you are you.
These are the little things that make me realise how lucky I am.
Thursday 26 February 2009
I'm Not Too Fussed...
We had a very deep debate today about whether 'Meat is Murder'.
After much disagreement, we concluded that everyone who came into the room today with an opinion, kept that opinion!
I also realised today that I have never seen a wild 'farm' animal...
It was peculiar realisation.
Ultimately, I think I just like my bacon sarnies and roast dinners too much to give it all up!
After much disagreement, we concluded that everyone who came into the room today with an opinion, kept that opinion!
I also realised today that I have never seen a wild 'farm' animal...
It was peculiar realisation.
Ultimately, I think I just like my bacon sarnies and roast dinners too much to give it all up!
Wednesday 25 February 2009
A Slight Reassessment.
So, after much comtemplation I think I have finally decided music is, and will be, my life. Even if there is a small voice in the back of my mind that seems to tell me some people do not approve.
After quite a few years of people telling me,
"But you have such an academic mind" and "It's such a competitive industry"
I think it's the competition that is making me wanting it more than ever.
When you have so little drive for a University life and degree, it just seems pointless to waste all that money on something I do not aspire to be.
Admittedly, this girl does not have a back up plan! I feel that this is the only way to achieve what I dream of. If I have no way out, I can only go forwards!
After quite a few years of people telling me,
"But you have such an academic mind" and "It's such a competitive industry"
I think it's the competition that is making me wanting it more than ever.
When you have so little drive for a University life and degree, it just seems pointless to waste all that money on something I do not aspire to be.
Admittedly, this girl does not have a back up plan! I feel that this is the only way to achieve what I dream of. If I have no way out, I can only go forwards!
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