Monday, August 19, 2013

Peering Through the Cobwebs

[A/N: response to denise's poem about black and white and stuff ]

When given a choice between darkness and light, you weigh an unseen scale.
Light on one side, dark on the other, you don't know which will prevail.
There's only two choices, there's no in between, you must pick, but how do you choose?
You see the light but you feel the dark, and you think, what have you got to lose?

Maybe, perhaps, if you take a step back, your vision will start to shift.
A dot here, a blot there, what is that blur? and suddenly you are adrift
On a sea of gray, silver in shine, with not a moor in sight.
You're lost, confused, and fearful in this world that's not black, yet not white.

You don't understand, but that's alright. No one truly sees
That black is not black, and white is not white; you make it whatever you please.
The dark is only dark if you let it veil your eyes, just like the light can blind your view,
And when you stumble, when you fall, we'll always be there, ready to catch you.

-Sophia

El Campo (The Field)

En el campo, mi familia anduvo
Miramos los pájaros en el cielo
En el campo, mi familia bromeó
Miramos la risa que salió volando

In the field, my family walked
We watched the birds in the sky
In the field, my family laughed
We watched the laugh that flew away



-Layne

La Vida (The Life)

La vida ha empezado
Débil y pequeña
La vida ha continuado
Fuerte pero indecisa
La vida ha terminado
Triste con aflicción
A todas las personas que haya conocido su alma bien

The life has begun
Weak and small
The life has continued
Strong but indecisive
The life has ended
Sad with affliction
To all of the people that knew your soul well

-Layne

Una Rosa (A Rose)

Una rosa que crezca en el invierno
Trae buena suerte a todo
Una rosa que crezca en la primavera
Trae sonrisas a todo
Una rosa que crezca en el verano
Trae calor a todo
Una rosa que crezca en el otoño
Trae feliz a todo
Pero, una rosa que te ayuda por el día
Es más hermosa que todas


A rose that grows in winter

Brings luck to all
A rose that grows in spring
Brings smiles to all
A rose that grows in summer
Brings warmth to all
A rose that grows in fall
Brings happiness to all
But, a rose that helps you through the day
Is more beautiful than all

-Layne

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

What Can Happen in a Second?

What can happen in a second?
A blink, a wink can happen
What can happen in a second?
Love can happen in a second.
What can happen in a second?
A breath, a death can happen
What can happen in a second?
"I do," can happen in a second.

-Kris

Prompt

The dullest things always hurt the most.

The dull, heavy throb of a heart that knows it will never be whole.
Dull blades are the messiest.
The pain echoes over and over again, building scar after scar, discordant cries forever etched in all who have ears to hear.
A quick knife, slicing easily through skin and sinew like butter, would surely be the better fate.

-Kris

I Appreciate You

smile and laugh
remind me
of your happiness

sing with emotion
remind me
why you live

talk and listen
remind me
of your friendship

cry with strength
remind me
how you care

scream and shout
remind me
what i wronged

talk with eyes
remind me
how to see

Demons

[A/N Dedicated to my favorite demon cats- Zoey & Tristan and their cool cat owners, Alexis & Jamie]

It's times like these
I wish I had a cat
One to cuddle
And play with
To smile at
And be bemused by
An independent one
Who likes to slumber
In sunny windows
Or in my lap
Who purrs warmly
And pads softly
Through open doors
And likes to hide
In green gardens
Tumbling with flowers
Who knows that
I am sometimes lonely
Who does her best
To comfort me
Who stays by me
When nights are long
And falls asleep
Right in my arms
Who is warm and soft
And has a few quirks
Plays with shoestring
Walks on furniture
And nips my hands
Who licks my nose
Begs for treats
Curls on my papers
And welcomes me home.

-Kae

Thursday, May 16, 2013

Music is Love

Music is love
In search of a word,
Sometimes unheard
Beauty yet stirred.

Music is a swing
In a well-worn playground,
Sky-ward bound,
A treasure to be found.

Music is a smile
When life falls apart,
Soothing the hurt
And warming the heart.

Music is a brook
Always gurgling,
Forever bringing
An eternal spring.

Music is a story
Of women dancing,
Eyelashes fluttering,
And heated glancing.

Music is deadly
Like Winter's frostbite,
A wicked delight
As darkness ignites.

Music is love
In search of a word
A power unfurled
Guarenteed
To change the world.

-Kris

A Poem for You

Live
Live long and free
And never die before me
Sing
Sing in the rain
And melt away our pain
Live
Live in surprise
Please don't just survive
Sing
Sing everyday
Everything will be okay
Laugh
Laugh will your last breath
Laugh even through death

-Kris

Monday, May 13, 2013

Battle Scars

I love having
scrapes and bruises and cuts
scattered across my shins.
Each coming with their own battle
of which I am a SURVIVOR
but the hardest part
is acquiring them

-Seb

Sleep

Sleep
falling asleep
is so much easier
when I have your hands
your heart
your breath
to keep me safe.
Without them
I’m left with
my own fractured pulse
and the strangled screams
of my thoughts.

-Seb

Feeling Optimistic

April showers bring May flowers
All those tears and pain
Were needed for beauty
To bloom again. 
 -Kae

Having it Out With Cowardice

You made me miss
Out on a world,
A world I can see through
A mirror.
A version of me I cannot be
Because I need you to hold my hand.
To protect you
I judge and later find out I was mistaken.
But not because of myself,
Because they had the opposite

Picture Prompt



Picture Prompt



My Walls



The Strangest Thing

I found the strangest thing in my pocket...

I found the strangest thing in my pocket today,
A snow white star from a galaxy far away.
It came with a little note attached,
That read, ‘my love will never be matched,
To whomever finds this package from me to you,
Know that any love you feel will always be true,
And that someone, somewhere loves you very much,
So if you feel lonely just hold this as such,
And sigh a sigh so full of love,
Because that is how this star travelled to you from above.’
I blinked in surprise
As tears filled my eyes.
And I vowed then and there
To show everyone dear to me how much I care.
And just then it hit me
A scheme made so perfectly.
I would whisk them along
And dance with them to the beat of our song!
How funny it is how one strange thing
Could make such a difference with all the happiness it would bring.

-Zoe

White Noise

White noise.
A different perspective than your own
Being spoken.
You hear
But cannot quite comprehend
What they are saying.
A hell different than your own.
Problems
Worse than you could have possibly imagined.
On their own.
A person
Not unlike you,
With similar but not the same dilemmas.
A different experience.
Life.
You smile and nod,
Your mind reeling.
And then it’s over
And they are the same as before.
Yet something is different.
White
Noise
Gone.

-Zoe

Prompt

 I found the strangest thing in my pocket

I found the strangest thing in my pocket today. Now, we all have our definition of strange: an odd shape, an odd color, an odd person place or thing or some combination thereof. In this situation it was none of those. The item in and of itself was benign. Ordinary enough for a pocket. It wasn't the item itself that was strange, but rather the circumstances of the whole thing. See, I don't have a pocket on this pair of pants.

-Rebekah