Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Other Passions

Recently I have been preparing for my wedding. Crafting away making bouquets, center pieces, pew bows etc.  Then I found myself Photographing the above.  I am quite pleased with how the photos turned out. I would love to hear what you think of them.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

A Boys Cry

Like all of us I have been drenched in information of haitis disaster. My heart aches at what they are going through.  I can not even imagine in  my safe little world what these poor people are going thru. I was inspired to write this after i saw a disaster stricken young boys face on the evening news.

Slowly my body tired and beat I continued on with small steps,
looking down at my feet, the chalky grey dust mixed with the
blood of others that I had climbed over to reach the sky.
Up and out of the darkness into the light.
Where was I?
Where woud I go?
I hear too much,
too much screaming,
too much crying.
What has happened?
Feeling so lost my feet keep moving forward.
Maybe my eyes will bring me to a familiar face,
to a familiar place,
I do not know this place.
My body crumples to the ground,
No more can my feet carry me.
Tears have welled up inside my eyes,
As I blink they seem to flood my cheeks below.
Now it is my own voice I hear,
crying, screaming,
I must scream louder than all the rest,
I must,
Mother it is me Jacob,
Mother help me,
please mother help me,
someone, anyone please help me,
My voice grew weary,
I closed my eyes and in my mind said the words,
PLEASE SOMEONE HELP ME!

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Valentines around the corner

I was happy being alone, I loved being the best mom i could to my boys and our lives were so much better than they were when i was married.  So years went by me being satisfied with life but in retrospect iknow that i was synical about relationships and true love.  Regretably i even told my young 20 year old niece that the love you read about or hear about is only in the movies.  I am certain she has no long term affects of that comment as she herself has since fallen deep in love and has also seen my life change since that statement was made.  So as years went by aprox. 9 i began to think of only dating.  I don't know why i waited so long to even thinkof it but i am glad i did.  In those years i embraced who I was and what i wanted out of life an frankly all my energy was put into my two children.  Now with more of their independence i began to think of such things.  After dating for awhile I came across the man who made me believe in love again.  The woman who just wanted to date found herself In real love for the first time in her life and was finally being loved the way she deserved.  I wrote a poem to my beloved on his last birthday, I thank everyday for what we have.

Suddenly like the dawn of
          a new day,
You came into my life
and paved your way.

Your soft and gentle
             voice,
Left my heart but little
             choice.
To fall hard and fast
Knowing all the while
         it would last.

Your kind smile, warm
hands, and your loving
            embrace
Make the darkest of days
       so easy to face.

You showed me the way
thru the fog and the mist,
You showed me that true
        love does exist.

I look forward to each
    day together,
And know this that
   I will love you
          Forever!

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Introduction

There in front of me on the tube was this energetic lively fella who clearly loved what he was doing.

Just as I had thought that, he said how much he loved his life as he does what he loves best, cooking.

A lot had happened this past year. My father had passed away suddenly and well it makes you reassess your life. Also at 40 I fell in love with a man who made me feel like life could not get any better. I was happy in love, blessed with my two children and could not ask for better people surrounding me in my world. What could I possibly want more, maybe been blessed with so much gives you realization that having it all is possible.

I liked my job, I liked the people I worked with and I was constantly amazed by there dedication on a daily basis. So many of them had obviously found there passion and there calling. Now I liked my job but truthfully found it very difficult to go, once I was there then all was fine, but the passion to get there was another story. Maybe the happenings of this past year is what I needed to make a change.

I had a passion that I toyed with when I put ink to paper and the ideas flowed freely. It was the thing that wakes me in the night and keeps me up for hours with the words running through my brain. What I loved was poetry, creating it, writing it, feeling it take over as if it had a mind of its own. This was my passion my love so why was I not doing it everyday. The reasons are endless mainly it was thought of to be a hobby and the thought of it being ones work was too lavish a thought.

After losing my father and realizing that he absolutely died doing what he loved best, brought me much comfort. So on a venture I began knowing not where to start or where it would end. I knew what brought me happiness and that I too shall die someday as we all do. When that time shall come I too shall die doing what I love best which is writing poetry. My hope would be that I could bring as much happiness to one who may read it as I have had writing it.

Now I set forth armed with my words, pen, paper and passion.