bostongirl
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Post by bostongirl on Dec 17, 2008 23:36:43 GMT -5
Yes, I have also been MIA. Tis the season.
Christine - you have a way with words. Very nice.
Star - I like the simplicity and sweetness of Simply Amazing.
Hope everyone is enjoying the holiday season.
Liz
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Post by cgs2007 on Dec 17, 2008 23:59:32 GMT -5
thanks so much liz and blue! i have been super busy with work lately... it surely is getting closer to christmas!
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Post by starcrossed on Dec 18, 2008 19:55:42 GMT -5
Thank you Blue and Boston. I have been way too busy lately, so right now I am learning to manage all that is on my plate so that I will have some more free time. I hope that everyone is set for the Holiday Season I have nothing done...LOL Where does the time go? Best wishes to all. I have written a few new poems, and will post one up soon.
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Post by starcrossed on Dec 20, 2008 0:13:25 GMT -5
Here is something that I have been playing with...
Starlight Butterfly
This isn’t the life, That anyone promised me.
Things are not so light, That they do not touch the surface of my heart and mind.
Instead they are heavy, And filled with unwanted emotion.
Heavy, Full of turmoil, That I am unable to escape.
How I long, For this insecurity to be lifted.
I crave a future, That is far from all that I have come to accept.
This can’t be just another part of life.
This can’t be all that we have.
I want to be brilliant , In a world so darkly lit in the night.
I want to shine for all the world to see, Not just for a moment... For all eternity.
I want to become, A starlight butterfly.
Released into the sky, And flying free.
Never to fall upon the earth, The winds shall take me onto a bigger destiny.
Ride upon all my passions, Never to touch the thorns of false compassion.
Released into the world, Taking in all that I see.
Brighter than anyone in the world can image... Opening new horizons in an endless sea.
Finally being noted as beautiful, For simple act of being me.
A starlight butterfly, Living life fully and free.
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Post by bostongirl on Dec 20, 2008 23:56:28 GMT -5
Just testing for tonight Steph - I really love this new piece Starlight Butterfly. I think it is one of your best. Nice work!!!!
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Post by blueeyz on Dec 21, 2008 2:10:21 GMT -5
I really like your latest poem, Steph! And the title--Starlight Butterfly--might make a nice title for your next poetry book. Just an idea....
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Post by starcrossed on Dec 21, 2008 17:43:44 GMT -5
Thank you Boston and Blue Tonight is your party Boston? Wow... time flew by fast. Have fun... I will try to log on later.
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Post by starcrossed on Dec 22, 2008 14:45:05 GMT -5
Thank you for the party yesterday Liz.... it really was a lot of fun. I missed the 'old days' where everyone just came online and talked.... filling up the pages so fast that you could never read back fast enough to catch up to all the replies... *sigh That brought back good memories
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Post by blueeyz on Dec 23, 2008 3:49:42 GMT -5
I read a quote by a woman named Karen Romine -- "Life is a river, not a road." I like it because often times we hear the phrase "the road of life." I've probably used it in my poetry. I do agree that life is more like a river. Inspired by that quote, I wrote this poem.
The River
Life...it is a river; Not static, like a road. A quote I read conveys this thought; Challenges truths that I’ve been told.
I’ve hit the rocks so many times, Nearly losing my hard head; Never knew when I was bleeding Till I saw the river turning red.
Once, or twice, I nearly drowned; Burdened, struggling with a weight That pulled me in a little too deep; I escaped before it was too late.
I’ve swum fiercely down the rapids At a wild, breakneck pace; Consumed entirely by the rush Till I tired of the race.
I have closed my eyes and floated; Serenity at last. Those afraid to join me Watched, with envy, as I passed.
I’ve been thrown a rescue tube, or two, But I rely on my own life vest; It knows the moment I need to be saved; It knows my mind and body the best .
Journeying down the river I tread, I sink, I swim, I rest along the river bank, Then I continue -- I jump back in.
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Post by starcrossed on Dec 26, 2008 14:47:25 GMT -5
Great piece Blue... thank you for sharing that one. That is an interesting quote as well...
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Post by blueeyz on Dec 26, 2008 18:53:08 GMT -5
Thank you, Star. I hope you had a nice Christmas.
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bostongirl
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Post by bostongirl on Dec 27, 2008 22:45:21 GMT -5
Hi Star - that was a great party!!!! You did a great job with all the drinks Blue - I love The River. It is one of my favorites from you. And it flows like a river also. Great concept. Hope everyone is having a wonderful holiday. Liz
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Post by starcrossed on Dec 28, 2008 0:20:11 GMT -5
Thank you, Star. I hope you had a nice Christmas. I did have a very nice Christmas... I think my favorite part was watching my son unwrap his presents... he was so excited
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Post by starcrossed on Dec 28, 2008 0:22:20 GMT -5
Hi Star - that was a great party!!!! You did a great job with all the drinks I tried to keep up with each order... the posting was so fast that it was not easy...LOL I had fun and it was a terrific party. Thank you and your helpers again for making that happen. I missed the 'old days' when everyone came on the board and posted away...
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Post by blueeyz on Dec 29, 2008 12:44:02 GMT -5
Thank you Star and Boston!
My family and I had a very nice Christmas. How was yours Liz?
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Post by bostongirl on Dec 29, 2008 21:49:15 GMT -5
I had a wonderful Christmas, thank you for asking. I love coming north to see family and friends. I was born and raised in Boston and the suburbs as was my husband. It is always good to come home. And then we love to head back to tropic Florida, the land of warmth and golf
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Post by starcrossed on Dec 29, 2008 23:46:59 GMT -5
VictoryTell me, Such sweet victories shall come easily to all of mankind. Tell me, That every battle is worth the fight. Sweet victory... I see the truth. Victory never comes without the cost of blood shed... And loss of some part of life. Wisdom... Some candid light, That shines through one's heart, Is somehow dimmed in the tranquility of the raging battles all around. Too many lives, Destroyed and never redeemed. Families, Dwell in the sorrow. The victory is not theirs... Nor that of so many others. One winner... Too many losers. Cry. A tear streaked child, Stares at the reflection of her father in the mirror. He is no longer. No more, Night time hugs. No more, Kisses to chase away her fears in the dark. No more, Memories to be captured, And remembered. All that is left is the fallen... A victim of victory. I see this, And a world more. Am I vastly superior in my intelligence, Or understanding? Do I comprehend more than those in the world? No. I see, What is clearly the reality of the world around me... Even if it is from a distance. Cry. I cry, And have cried a million times, In the night for a billion lives stolen away in the victory. For all that victory is... It is meaningless. Loss is forever, And victory only a moment that shall pass in time... Remembered vaguely and justified no matter what the truth remains. (*Edited to fix typo... )
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Post by starcrossed on Jan 2, 2009 0:12:47 GMT -5
House Of Cards
I am not without my faults...
I am not without imperfections...
Here I am.
House of cards.
Lady Luck, Is just a joke.
Maybe, this is where I will stay.
Living in my house of cards... Without anything real, All I will do is play.
All and nothing...
Have been dealt a fair hand?
Who knows in this no man's land.
Chances upon chances...
Does anyone even care?
Game of chance, Nothing is ever clearly fair.
I play on.
Throw caution to the wind.
Let luck fall where it may...
Is there any other way?
Not from what they say.
Win or lose...
Who begs to be used?
I lived in that sea of blues.
Here I am.
House of cards.
Lady Luck, Is just a joke.
Maybe, this is where I will stay.
Living in my house of cards... With out anything real, All I will do is play.
No hiding my emotions.
I am risking nothing, That I ever want back.
I gave my heart, And it was painted black.
Here I am.
House of cards.
Lady Luck, Is just a joke.
Maybe, this is where I will stay.
Living in my house of cards... With out anything real, All I will do is play.
My house of cards...
No one here to save the day.
Luck gone away.
Here I am.
House of cards.
Lady Luck, Is just a joke.
Maybe, this is where I will stay.
Living in my house of cards... With out anything real, All I will do is play.
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Post by starcrossed on Jan 4, 2009 14:05:30 GMT -5
It is so quiet around here... very interesting. Hopefully everyone is just still recovering from all the holiday hustle and bustle, and the creativity will start to flow once more. Right now I am working on finishing my romance novel (yes... say it...'Finally!!!"), and another poetry book. I love creativity... and reading new works always helps spark my creativity... so I look forward to reading some new works around here soon. I get bored of reading my own work...LOL
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Post by blueeyz on Jan 4, 2009 23:32:40 GMT -5
Recently I've read Twilight, seen the movie, and seen L.A. Guns (don't they call themselves vampires? LOL). Hence, the inspiration from the dark, mysterious creatures...
Show Me
Your face is exquisite; I can see behind the mask. You try to avoid me Annoy me Control me. And for you it seems essential, but it’s no easy task.
Your moods are unbearable. You’re always elusive As if I don’t exist; You try to resist, But still, I insist That you come out of the shadows, stop acting so reclusive.
What are you like, in the light? You’ve denied me that luxury. I don’t own you, but yet I feel I have the right To know you when the darkness lifts. You’ve enchanted me in so many ways, I have yet to comprehend your gifts; I don’t care…I just want to know you.
I am not afraid. Show me who you are What you are How your skin shines like priceless jewels; I know I am a clown; the naïve, optimistic fool
And yet It would destroy me If I walked away; If I could just forget The words you said to me; The protection that you promised me; It’s too late to walk away; I would as soon take my life… Ha! You would never have it that way.
So let me continue… Let me have a future with you… Let’s see where it takes us… Our love, our obsession is true.
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