100 Words.

Recently I've gotten really into this website called 100 words.

located here : www.100words.com

You can go to their About section to read all about it. But basically it's a "social tasking" (coined by them, not me) experiment where users write 100 words (no more, no less) a day for an entire month. If you finish the whole month, called a batch, your work is saved. I started this July and have so far made it to Day 24. It is a bit difficult sometimes to say all that you want to say in a strict 100 word format. That's what makes it interesting.

Though my batch hasn't been completed yet, I'll post a few days here for you to read.

07/10
It's a plane ride, a train ride, a car trip away. But I can make it in a single day. It's worth the trouble, that I know. To travel from the land of snow, to the land of, um, er, more snow? I hope you smile and I hope you blush. Even though I cannot flirt all that much. The things we'll do, the list grows long. Kind of like some damn country song. We'll learn to swing dance, to sway, and to swirl. It'll be one hell of a trip. I cannot wait to show you, my Denver Girl.

07/14
With the whim of the wind I spin around again. No true direction at all. Except towards endless blue I fall. The skies around me are empty as I plunge into this sea. My mind wiped blank as I sank and sank. I couldn't think. I couldn't speak. Every effort to swim was meek and mild. In all my years I felt as if I were a child. And so resigned to my fate, I laid back and gave up on it all. The years and tears and fears. Thrown away. No more struggle and strain. I finally feel sane.


07/21
We do not know what the future holds. Obviously. All I know is what I am feeling right now. I can't promise you forever. I can't even promise tomorrow. All I can promise is that this very instant everything will be good. Because right now I feel everything so intensely. And I am going to make of it what I can. Not worry about tomorrow or ten years from today. Looking only at what is happening right now. Because these feelings are true and deep and total. And when it comes down to it, that is all that matters really.

It's been such a long time.

a bit of unorthodox piece today. i haven't posted in awhile. most of what I have written lately i've kept hidden in the archives, simply because i did not want to rest of the world to see them... it's time to start locking down my mind i think. i let it run to freely. and I am paying the price for my mistake.

but here is something I stumbled across. it's shabby, and has no form nor style. only hesitant emotion, if you can see it.


Shards of Thought



Tenseness in my mind
whirling twirling swirling
ever constant

never to be released
except by your smile
a laugh and a twinkle
never seem to be in
short supply

except for now.
you are gone
and with you your
smile and laugh

and i have no hope
The suns rays are not scarce
nor is the peaceful wind that
i have always loved

but even these seemed to be
a cynical reminder of
the past

why am i lost
standing here alone
without you or your
laugh

without you
there is no turning back
there is no change
there is only forward, constant motion forward
and the flow will never cease, even without you
so how can i release this tenseness ?
this pressure within my mind?
pretend to sing and laugh again?
or find a replacement that
only fills half my mind

I once said to another
"It is such a relief, not to care"
but now i wonder
have i stopped caring?

we shall see


Because even when I made up my mind. Even once I chose to kill my emotions. I still looked to you when I was lost. I still sought your voice to guide me home.

we shall see.

Random Poetry...

Some more random poetry that I wrote awhile ago.


Tears of Chaldea

Who shall cry when all is done
over the hillside
away from the sun
the victors shall ride
away from the sun

Tears of agony
Tears of woe
Tears of victory over a silenced foe

Yet it is not over
in minds so deep
sleeping on clover
while their allies weep

red tinted clover
so unnaturally human
caught in the sun
sparkles with lost thoughts
that were once full of fun

and so they lay
till nature claims them
and nothing that is done
can change them

they lie so silent
sleeping on clover
the victors were violent
and none rolled over

Tears of agony
Tears of woe
Tears of victory over a silenced foe

Who shall cry when all is done
over the hillside
away from the sun
the victors shall ride
away from the sun


Untitled # 16

Without hope you might as well be blind,
Without love you'll waste away to the end of time,
But faith prevails and gives hope a chance,
giving me the courage to ask for a dance,
with it giving love a chance to grow,
so I ask this one time, because I need to know,
if you'll be mine, to help make faith meet fate,
lifting my blindness, allowing me to create
such a sight in my eyes, giving my heart such a rise,
all because of one brief chance, that ended in romance.


If we spend our time thinking of somewhere else... shouldn't it make sense that we should be there? Why limit our happiness because of laziness? If you aren't happy, do what makes you happy.


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Strive for what you want. You've got nothing to lose.

Random Poetry

Here is some random poetry I pulled from my collection. Not the best, but something to smile about I hope.

Choices

Better not to see what we could ever be,
because it could all fall into the sea
with the first lack of harmony.
than to have glanced upon
such a perfect life and then lose it all,
leading to endless strife.
so I'll travel this mediocre path
and know at least my emotions will last.
not worrying about the future or the past!
given a choice that's what I would do.
It was my plan at least... until I met you.


The next one was inspired by Fireflies by Owl City. The first two lines of it were borrowed from the song.

I'd like to make myself believe,
that planet earth turns slowly.
but this world spins upon any whim
and never asks before it goes
spinning around again.
so while we cannot control the stars
at least we have right now to dream,
and gaze out from our eyes so far
that it seems the world slows down for us.
and as we lay in our fantasies combined
I know that there will be a time
in which dreams come true
and the earth slows down for two.

<3

The Sky

I'm not quite sure why I am drawn to the sky and it's myriad of colours. Everyday it is new, different, and I never tire of gazing at it. Each day brings a surprise, when I look above my head in wonder at the amazing painting that is constantly changing above my head. All I have to do is raise my eyes and see something truly majestic. So why am I so enthralled with this image? Is it the longing for something better, a hope for a life beyond? Or am I simply entertaining myself as a child would... with colourful trinkets. All I know is that I feel a sense of serenity when I look up. And nothing troubles me. "Oh I have slipped the surly bonds of earth" - John Magee. He described his sense of wonderment at taking flight. Is this what I feel when I look up, yet instead of physically, have I slipped the worries, the troubles, and problems of the ground mentally? If so I shall not be concerned. Just the cause of my fascination of our heavens eludes me.

Until I have an answer, I shall gaze and dream... and wonder.