I really don't know what to call this. It really is just an odd rambling which my mind poured out into a page.
Shades of My Soul
I fell deep into a well and I was crying for help. You came and lifted me up from the unforgiving cold. You looked at me and I knew it. I desperately tried to speak but could not. It was at twilight or dawn. I can not quite remember. I stared intently into your grayish blue eyes. You retreated into the dark forest and I followed you like a fool. There was no doubt in my mind; it was you. You were the person who came to me in my dreams. You were the one who introduced me to the wonder of the shades of night and day. You told me of magic and whispered secrets lost in time. I thought you were just a dream. Was this reality? Was I awake? I ran through the forest in search of you. You always told me you would be there if I ever needed you. What you don't know is I do need you. I always need you and always have. I cried out into the darkness "I need you! Don't go!". You stepped out into my sight and I saw as the moonlight illuminated your deep eyes with such an intense shade blue. Those eyes inspired such calmness but still ignited my soul. You took my hands and we danced. My soul swirled through the dark moonlit night like the bottom of my dress as I twirled. In my heart a small sun was rising into daylight. I could see the moon in your eyes as I moved around. I could feel love stir in me for the warm coolness you brought with you. I loved this twilight dance with both moon and sun together in the same sky. The orange leaves against the dark bark of the trees blew in the wind. The fire blazed. You made my life a blissful contradiction with all those different shades combined together. I never knew dark could be so light. I never knew light could play in the dark. The shades of your soul has left a mark because the shades of my soul have begun to spark.
Friday, October 14, 2011
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Halloween Treats That Aren't Too Tricky
I have made an amazing discovery that parents will adore! They are called cookie cups. It is basically shaping cookie dough on an upside-down cupcake pan. It makes little cups that kids can use for ice cream or anything else they desire. I have never thought of it before until I saw it recently. it is very possible to use any combination of cookie dough and toppings. My favorite idea is making pumpkin cookie cups with vanilla ice cream in them. Mmmm...The possibilities are endless.
Here is a Recipe Using Them
I have also discovered an amazing blog/website for baking called Cookies & Cups.
Click Here To See Blog
I hope this helps you organize any parties you're throwing or just for goodies to fill the mouths of little witchlets. Ta ta for now.
Here is a Recipe Using Them
I have also discovered an amazing blog/website for baking called Cookies & Cups.
Click Here To See Blog
I hope this helps you organize any parties you're throwing or just for goodies to fill the mouths of little witchlets. Ta ta for now.
Hayley Westenra
Hey teens! This woman has the most beautiful angelic voice you will ever hear! I think my favorite song of hers is called Dark Waltz. Here is her song.
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
A Poem Story: Hat Rat Bat
I had a happy little hat
it was pointed and black
Then my silly little cat
took it swiftly behind my back
She was too quickly so there I sat
before I could give my cat a smack
out to the woods went that little brat
I left the door open just a crack
So returned my silly cat with a little bat
It flew around and I caught it with a sack
Again came my little cat with a big live rat
My cat wanted it for a snack
ran away the rat so fat
jumping on books I had in a stack
out it went from a window slat
I shut the door and window with a clack
and my mischievous cat and I had a chat
about how he had an obvious knack
for getting into trouble but still I gave him a pat
and told that cat how love for him I did not lack
and though I never did see again my hat
on my heart is left a paw-printed track
it was pointed and black
Then my silly little cat
took it swiftly behind my back
She was too quickly so there I sat
before I could give my cat a smack
out to the woods went that little brat
I left the door open just a crack
So returned my silly cat with a little bat
It flew around and I caught it with a sack
Again came my little cat with a big live rat
My cat wanted it for a snack
ran away the rat so fat
jumping on books I had in a stack
out it went from a window slat
I shut the door and window with a clack
and my mischievous cat and I had a chat
about how he had an obvious knack
for getting into trouble but still I gave him a pat
and told that cat how love for him I did not lack
and though I never did see again my hat
on my heart is left a paw-printed track
Monday, October 3, 2011
Too Many Awesome Backgrounds
The Cutest Blog on the Block has too many cute and awesome Halloween backgrounds to choose from! I am having a very difficult time choosing. I then thought why don't I ask my readers what they think? So here is the link to these amazing choices.
Thanks a lot!
Click Here to Decide
Thanks a lot!
Click Here to Decide
October and Other Updates!
You all might not know this but October is my favorite month. The chill in the air and dark mood of the month tickles me. There is a depth to this month mixed with the whimsical and mysterious. I tried without avail to find a gorgeous song which is called "Octobers Child" by Sweetbird on youtube so I could post it here. I fortunately found the website for the musicians and they have a little music clip bar there where you can hear samples of all their songs including the one I was trying to find. Their music is absolutely amazing and the fact they are New Englanders is just the cherry on top.
Click Here to See Their Website
I also want to say sorry that I did not get a short story written last Saturday. I got too distracted by Firefly and Doctor Who marathons on the TV to remember. I was also distracted because I spent most of my day felting away using the kit I bought at the Common Ground Fair. I think it came out pretty good for my first time. Here is the end result:
Another crafty thing I did recently was start on the wreath I am making. I put the Sweet Annies plant in the wreath I bought as a base and had some left over to make my own wreath from scratch. They still need all of the decorations so I'll post pics later.
And I'll leave you now with photos I took which seem especially Fallish.
Click Here to See Their Website
I also want to say sorry that I did not get a short story written last Saturday. I got too distracted by Firefly and Doctor Who marathons on the TV to remember. I was also distracted because I spent most of my day felting away using the kit I bought at the Common Ground Fair. I think it came out pretty good for my first time. Here is the end result:
Another crafty thing I did recently was start on the wreath I am making. I put the Sweet Annies plant in the wreath I bought as a base and had some left over to make my own wreath from scratch. They still need all of the decorations so I'll post pics later.
And I'll leave you now with photos I took which seem especially Fallish.
Saturday, October 1, 2011
Shame
I thought I held a good point of view
but my idea was shattered by this truth
My stomach sick from words
I fold into myself and slowly
rock back and forth in shame
I realize I lost my aim
I retreat now ashamed
I am nothing but what they see
And they see the worst of me
A bird is caged
My wings are shattered
by this torturous truth
backed by so much proof
I look in the mirror
at these reflections shattered
my blood pools around
my dark and cold feet
I have fallen to the ground
I admit defeat
but my idea was shattered by this truth
My stomach sick from words
I fold into myself and slowly
rock back and forth in shame
I realize I lost my aim
I retreat now ashamed
I am nothing but what they see
And they see the worst of me
A bird is caged
My wings are shattered
by this torturous truth
backed by so much proof
I look in the mirror
at these reflections shattered
my blood pools around
my dark and cold feet
I have fallen to the ground
I admit defeat
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