Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Friday, June 18, 2010

story time

Today I made a treasury on etsy.com that makes me feel very poetic. It was supposed to be just a selection of things I wish that I could buy but it turned into something different, as things that I usually start tend to do. I thought it had the possibility to have a great story line so I am attempting to write a poem inspired by it… let’s see how this goes….

I had just gone for a walk on the beach
And I meet an odd creature for these parts
A little blue fox walked right up to me
He spoke to me as if it wasn’t strange for a fox to speak
“Today, I will fly!”
He spoke with great force and great ambition.
I asked him,
“Now little fox how do intend on flying?”
I let out a little chuckle,
“I don’t know,” he grinned at me “but I learned to talk, now didn’t I?”
He continued by me as if anything had just occurred
And I thought to myself
Now this will be an extraordinary day….


How here is the treasury that inspired it:

sellers from left to right:

groundwork, abigailbrown, feltandfound, thelittleprints

OIive, prettylilthings, sleepykind, dazeychic

rachelaustin, CitrusTree, lenasekine, KnockKnocking

foundling, whichgoose, emiliefriday, tuttistudio

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

poetry

I was going through some old notebooks of mine and stumbled on a poem I wrote years ago. It was published in a book called “Under a Quick Silver Moon” and copyrighted to me. Now I myself have never actually seen this publication but I think this was the peak of my writing skills when I wrote this so I wanted to share it.

sad angel eyes
gazed down upon me
they could see right through me
feeling every pain in my life
a shocking wave of faith
crashed down upon me
as i wept over a dead mans eyes

sad angel eyes
see through the world
as they gaze upon the mess we have made
and the life we lead that scares them

and innocent child left today
now i know he isn’t far away
he’ll be guiding me
and helping me
ever single step of the way

sad angel eyes
wondered into my gaze
and i thought of my blank stare
and my dull eyes of despair

so what are your guesses on what it’s about? It could be so many different things that have happened in the past several years, but what does it mean to you? Share with me in a comment and maybe I’ll disclose the true inspiration later. Thanks for reading!