Mended

Its brilliance engulfed the room
In a firestorm of color.
What beauty is this that once was broken
now is mended in a different way
to display such a wondrous scene.

Tears swell in my eyes.

The profound deepness
is created in the senses of the beholder
And I
I held this moment tight in my hands
white knuckles and fingernail prints in my palm.


Above is what i like to call artistic word vomit. Looks pretty and has meaning with the artist but make absolutely NO sense what so ever.

Helping

This is what hold my thoughts

the poetic words that cannot be spoken

Helping my make it through each day

giving me a place to release

everything that is

or is not.

The Journey

One day you finally knew

what you had to do, and began,

though the voices around you

kept shouting

their bad advice--

though the whole house

began to tremble

and you felt the old tug

at your ankles.

"Mend my life!"

each voice cried.

But you didn't stop.

You knew what you had to do,

though the wind pried

with its stiff fingers

at the very foundations,

though their melancholy

was terrible.

It was already late

enough, and a wild night,

and the road full of fallen

branches and stones.

But little by little,

as you left their voices behind,

the stars began to burn

through the sheets of clouds,

and there was a new voice

which you slowly

recognized as your own,

that kept you company

as you strode deeper and deeper

into the world,

determined to do

the only thing you could do--

determined to save

the only life you could save.

Mary Oliver

Valentine's Day

It's a day filled with paper hearts and chocolate things
A day with dozens of roses and diamonds
A time for lovers & A time for friends
It's a time for new beginnings and ends

The idiocy of English IV when asked to describe today. I wrote a poem because that's just the type of day today is. Im not sad or anything like that. I am me just like every other day. Maybe a little numb to the things around me, but that seems to be the "norm" lately.

Skipping Stones

In times of trouble
skip stones
Let them bounce across
until they are ready to sink
deep below the surface

The lake offers renewal
A place to escape
Need not a worry sink deep
only skim the surface
until it is time to let it in

So take the time
to skip your stones
Let them sink
and leave you forever.

This poem was inspired by something Lorelei suggested I do after she heard about my situation. It is amazing how much she knows, like she can tell the woes of my heart. She can see past the facade and the layers of masks I put on just by looking at the pain in my eyes. I wonder if she knows what she means to me and the comfort that is behind the words, 'I'll be thinking about you this week.'

There's A Poem In That

There's a poem in that
Something I always say
To others whose lives
Are more interesting than my own.

Now it seems
I am saying the same thing
To myself.

Where in the masks
Are the poems of my life?
Between what two layers
Lie the unspoken truth?

It cries out for me
A sun's first light
Burning a hole through
The clouds into my heart

The truth lies in that
I wish so much for
you.
To still love me tenderly
To still hold me tightly
To still be there for me.

But in this moment
You are absent
Your body is a hollow cavern
Void of the feeling
I wish so much to be there.
You and I are both here
In this moment
All I need is for you to tell me
You don't love me
I needs those words
Like the water that runs deep
Restoring my life
to its previous condition.
I need them
Like I need you.
Till then, I shall keep
Fighting for you.

"Life Is Good. Camp Is Better: Bungee Chords"

From the top of the tallest pine tree at camp there are invisible bungee cords that stretch from the very tip of the tree to our hearts. 

Now, bungee cords are elastic; they’re not chains. That means they stretch. They allow us to leave camp and go out into the world at home, school, and work. 

But, bungee cords only stretch so far before they give you a little tug backwards. You can tell when your bungee cord is stretched too far. You might feel sad or lonely and need to remember the friendship, love and support of camp. You might be going through life without remembering the lessons you learned at camp. So when you stretch your bungee cords too much they give you a little tug to remind you what’s really important in life. 

Our invisible bungee cords can be tugged in many different ways. The tugs might be when you hear a camp song, remember a funny thing that happened at camp, see or hear from a camp friend, hear laughter, see a starry sky that reminds you of camp, or just feel the love and support of camp. 

A tug on your bungee cord can make many different things happen. Maybe your bungee cord will tug you all the way back to camp next year or maybe it will simply bring you a smile to brighten your day. However you stretch your bungee cord, remember that it will always tie your heart to the top of the tallest tree at camp and in turn tie your heart to everyone else’s heart forever.  


Origingal post on Tumblr by carleyanna2

Fighting Homesickness One Picture at a Time

I, along with most of summer staff, am homesick for camp in these (somewhat) cold  months of winter. To battle this horrible ailment I have decided to post a picture of camp or camp related picture every day on facebook. There are now only 134 day till the official start of staff training and I intend to post a different picture of camp every day. Now, I do not have 140 different pictures of camp on my computer, but what I do have is a camera. If this project works out, I will be taking pictures of camp every time I am able to be there. I am very excite for this and I would really like to follow it through.

"K"

I never thought i was one of those people who would get so peeved at the letter k. Sure, I like it when it is in a word or in the alphabet next to all its other letter friends. But when it is alone, I despise it. Throw it in a text message and this is the BEST way to end a conversation. I do not mean to be petty but seriously? Are you too busy to hit three or even two other buttons to make the actual word "okay"? I cannot believe I am upset by a letter right now. I feel so stupid, but what else is new.

I am complete.
- Ho