Ponderings

just some things i've been thinking of
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If time casts a shade upon us all,
Then do not we choose to rise or to fall?
To choose the angle of our descent, or
If heaven convince, the chance to ascend?
If sorrow is but only one stepping stone,
Like love, and joy, but standing alone
If dreaming is so like the day,
Then shan't we consider that it might be the same?

Foolhardy hearts, believe what we see
But then question what we truly believe
For are our eyes so much more real
Than the air we breathe or the things we feel?
Sight is a sense, and that's all it will be
But love and passion transcend you and me
Enveloping all in a cosmic desire
Brandishing love, let all else to the fire
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The Rose

My lit class requires a weekly writing entry...I'm doing poetry for my entries, and in case you didn't notice, this also an example of "heroic couplets" (though I believe my meter is probably often off...whatever). Anyway, its just for my own writing, but I thought I'd share
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A womanly touch is what this heart needs
Rapt in attention it longingly pleads
For a fire to burn, and never go out
But burn through the night with beauty throughout

Winter will come with icy frost anew
Old leaves shaking off the last of their dew
A sad mournfail wail will come from the north
A longing desire becomes its lone worth

Paper does burn, but too often it fades
To dry yellow crisps, worn ancient displays
Of once what was true and once what was right
Of that lovely muse, of that one delight

Can we rise above our ashen remains?
True love, it would seem, is filled with refrains
A pause in the beat can make wondrous address
Only without, do we see that we miss
Passageways of the heart I've discovered
Once lain hidden and bare, now uncovered
The words I've sought, and still grasping for here,
Now known much deeper and now much more clear
My love kept secret, true love I suppose
Now left unfolding, unearthing a rose.

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fun, fun, fun

True Love's Remorse/Ascent

A poem i wrote...duh. called "true love's remorse/ascent"

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If I could compile a list of regrets
Of all the times I"ve seen rights but made lefts
A lifetime of decisions to be made
But only a glimpse of wisdom derived
And always at a precipice of my own accord
I feel like falling is, in itself, my just reward

Desperate times and desperate measures
Collide to make a terrible remonstrance
The excuses of our ancestors null and void
For our own hearts show the truth in full light
Can we fill the cast of what is just and is right?

Each life to be lived for some reason well known
That in us, one might see, true beauty shown
For a life lived in the pursuit of beauty is well spent
In hours and minutes and seconds recompense
For I say, every moment given to true love's embrace
Shall be multiplied tenfold with God's simplest grace

So without regret I look into the fire,
No longer fascinated with the dark of my own shadow
No longer content to be one with the night
No longer meant to carry the weight of my plight
So without caution I move with the wind
And give way to passion and let true love in
I'll let the tempest within me go
And live in the light with only beauty to show
And that will be enough for me

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tell me what you think...unless you're my mom. (if you really want to...email me. or something)

The other day we were studying Alexander Pope and his particular literary style; the "heroic" couplet. Pope used a form of iambic pentameter with ten syllables - five stressed, five unstressed - and every couplet rhyming at the end. I decided I'd have fun and do my own...so here you go. It's untitled

"Untitled"

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If love be the mount of greatest ascent
Rather would dreaming be readily spent
Dreams with rhythm and dreams which always speak
Of the kind of love that makes knees go weak.

Love be the truest test of fortitude
Of always dealing in uncertitudes
The sweet romance that makes you scream and shout
Than claim that you would rather live without

A miracle of impossible means
To meet a woman who says what she means
Layers unfold like petals of a rose
But so do thorns, and like the sharpest prose
They leave you wounded in the deepest part
Straight through the skin, only piercing the heart

Yet still true beauty we will always seek,
In the darkest places and weathered peak
In the shadows and ghosts of lovers past
In the fresh lain snow and the summer's last
But what we find isn't what we have dreamed
For the beauty within isn't easily gleaned.


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It was kind of a random part to stop at, but I was done. lol. hope if anyone reads this, they enjoy it

I wish you would

New song I wrote today...if you want the recording, just request it. Here are the lyrics...

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It's hard to say goodbye after all this time,
Hard to look you in the eyes
Where the feeling went, i don't really know
But now you say its time to go,
So here I am, gone

But I wish you would
Look in the mirror, maybe then you'd see clearer
Who you are and who you are with me
I wish you would,
Look in the mirror, maybe then you'd see clearer
The way we are the way we were
See the "you" you want to be
With me

I can't believe it ends this way
I'm left without a word to say
the storm I feel brewing inside
the ways I failed yet still I tried
to bring you some sort of peace
Peace it seems, will have to wait

But I wish you would
Look in the mirror, maybe then you'd see clearer
Who you are and who you are with me
I wish you would,
Look in the mirror, maybe then you'd see clearer
The way we are the weay we were
See the "you" you want to be
With me

It doesn't happen twice,
The times we've shared will not be repeated
And when you're staring out over a crystal sea
You'll always think of me

But I wish you would,
Look in the mirror, maybe then you'd see clearer
Who you are and who you are with me
I wish you would
Look in the mirror, maybe then you'd see cleareer
The way we are, the way we were
See the "you" you want to be
with me

It's sad to see
That all things must come to an end
Why must this be another cliche,
You and me never liked happy endings,
You and me both liked a storm
And I guess that's what we got

But I wish you would,
Look in the mirror, maybe then you'd see clearer
who you are who you are with me
I wish you would
Look in the mirror, maybe you'd see clearer
The way we are, the way we were
See the "you" you want to be
With me

So look in the mirror,
Tell me what you see
A beautiful garden and a peach tree
A smiling face and a beat up jeep
A single night you could never leave
A voice, whispering to you, as you sleep.

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