Poetry

I am 13, and I live in Oregon : USA. This is my poem blog. I really enjoy this one, because even though it's not a blog where you can write how your day has been, (which in most cases gets boring pretty quickly) I can write my own poems to explain how I feel and express myself to others. To me, it is a true thrill and excitement to sit and write out my thoughts, feelings, surroundings and many other subjects with a few rhyming sentences.

Friday, December 19, 2008

the killer

I am the killer
you are the dying
when I fall
none will rise
hope is hard
despair is easy
life is bitter
sleep is sweet
close your eyes
there can be no more

Yes, I know, short and lazy, but I felt like posting it. Plus, this blog is dying… sadly.

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Saturday, October 04, 2008

Everything Was Perfect

the light lingered in the sky
hearts broken differ
there was a glitter in your eyes
but tonight we feel all the same
wistful, holding this moment
feeling unable, more than a bit frail
everything was perfect
like something relentless
something that's endless
now they all tell me
there's no going back
twas the brink of disaster
but I believe in that moment
now share it with me
hold my hand, because
everything was perfect

inspirational tune: Rise from the Ashes
inspirational day: October 2nd, 2008

Friday, June 06, 2008

LOVE

I was thinking of several particular people when I wrote this late night.. My peers, guys and girls. Each stanza was written for someone I love. But there's room for all of humanity in this composition. If you feel your name could fit in any part of this (and it can because Love believe's you are worth it)..please comment. That would be mega encouraging. :) Sorry this had to be such a personal little poem..but I thought, hey, what the heck, shoot for it! :)



A song to sketch reflects the heart.

A burden lifted, a vent well spoken.

Beauty for ashes, as redeeming art;

is a gift to cope when the heart is broken.



A song to sing may love seek..it ended with guns..

When love is gone; from memories to run.

When fear's eye's will not allow you to speak;

You feel you died with him..Sleep deprived, till the rising sun.



A song to write, wherefore such passions spring?

Consumed by Loves comforting peace.

Concealed warm under Love's strong wing;

Submission, from fear provides my lease.



Hear this now, you children, hopeless, poets of old,

Understand young men, warriors of the lot,

LOVE IS ALIVE. IT CANNOT GROW COLD.

Love will be found, you have been sought.



Single young woman, no man by your side:

though there's no man, you have nothing to fear;

You will be safe, when with Love you reside.

Love will protect you, when to Love's heart you are near.



Single young man, false smile and secrets to hide:

You're buried under pressure, to you fame has lied.

With your strong arms demolish that gun..

Don't give up on life, for you Love DIED.



Love has cherished your heart, seen to your needs.

Speak often with Love, and to Love be true;

Give love your pain, You don't have to bleed..

For Love took your memories..Love Bled For You.



"By His wounds we are healed." Do you see it???

"To hang between two thieves in the darkness..love must believe you are worth it."- Nicole Nordeman

Love,

Ash

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Monday, May 26, 2008

Independence Revisited

Okay, here's one I wrote last school year for Advanced Composition class.

Independence Revisited

The sun burns down hot
sizzling yesterdays rain on the sidewalk
the crowds swat at the droning flies
but at a boom, all turn eyes
the drummers give a crisp whack
and nothing seems to lack
the infantry men salute with a snap
as people begin to clap
All jump and cry
"It's the Fourth of July!"
The hubbub goes on
even to bursting to song
until the night
then what a sight
the fireworks crash
the crackers clash
after is the loudest rally
the big finale!

Sunday, April 27, 2008

Ok, I have a first version of that poem nailed out. Not the best, but oh well. Furthermore, it's a bit of a downer, but the poems have been a bit dark recently, so I hope you like it.

Red is my ruling reign
felling trees and blood ran free
gore and pillage are my train
there could be no end to tyranny

I saw empires built
witness of great prosperity
I saw the bricks and the silt
happiness and blessing

I have watched since the beginning
No man can escape me
those losing and those winning
I am time

And, this is my first post here. What was Cherise thinking? Inviting someone she's never met before to her blog? Seriously...

Saturday, April 12, 2008

Here is another poem like "My life being blind" this person is Paralyzed. Tell me what you think.


Paralyzed ~ Cherise Vick

I hear music,
Yet I cannot dance.
I am joyful,
Yet I cannot laugh.
I am sad,
Yet I my not cry.
When I wish to walk,
I can only sigh.

I am paralyzed.

My life goes before me,
Day by day,
But as for me,
The same way I stay.
I wish if only
I could walk
And if not that,
Just merrily talk!

Oh how I wish to be like the others...
Just to walk, and talk and sing,
Or maybe have a chance at life;
Make a human from this being.

People staring
I cannot stand,
Yet what can I do?
I can't.
Oh, it's so not right!
It's so unfair!
To be different is to be
From peoples care.

Yet one thing I know,
Is that my life so little it is,
Is worth living,
Because Jesus died for my sins.

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

Sick - Cherise

Hey I feel so yucky and sick right now so this is basically what is going on with me. (took me about 7 minutes (With nose-blow brakes)
Please pray that I get better! I hate being so sick. =S

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Sick - Cherise

I try to swallow
It hurts so bad
That I feel like I'm swallowing rocks
So big and fat.

I try to breath
but my nose is plugged
it feels as if
its red and hot

I try to think
But my brain feels fried
it feels like
every brain cell died

I try to talk
But I start coughing like a seal
It doesn't help
The sore throat I feel.

My head is a mess
I feel so bewildered
All sick is this head
While I wait for it to get better.

All day and all night
I fight the fate that has come
All day and all night
I work till it's gone.

When will I recuperate?
When will it leave?
I just want it gone
I want to be sick free!