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jerenda -> Madness... and Poetry (7/14/2008 20:26:29)
Comments go here, please. Priceless- Written for my great-grandfather's death.. War- Self-explanitory. Volcano- Death, but hope as well. The Mage- This poem is dedicated to Icareforcows, who liked the name Raistlin. What is Magic?- This was meant to be for English...somehow what she was asking for morphed into this. She said it was good, but I still got a C. tears A Single Raindrop- This particular poem I wrote in fifth grade for a writing contest. It was chosen, and I am now a published author! Looking back I know that I have written better ones, but this one meant a lot back then. I must have been a strange child. Remember Me- A long time ago I left abruptly, taking just enough time to write this poem. My farewell. Lead Me Through The Night- A song written for a special friend of mine. Nobody and Somebody- My poem, Somebody, was inspired by the poem to the right, Emily Dickenson's Nobody. The Phoenix- This is for Eliac. Oh... Just Some Guy- A soppy love sonnet I wrote for English class. I hereby declare that I hate iambic pentameter. Catch me!- Believe it or not, the person speaking is Arden, and she's speaking to Tai. Not a clue what happened. ((Arden and Tai are characters in Heaven's Wrath.)) Never Say Die- A very contradictory poem. Meant to be a duet, I believe. Free- Love song. Not sure what the point is, but I like the beat. ^_^ Prove to me- This was written from the wrong point of view. I'm not the person talking. Dreams with Wings- Spontaneously collabed with Clyde E. He's the darker blue, I'm the lighter one. Day to Day- The dashes either mean "hold that note for one beat" or "rise/fall a note but hold the same word". Extended dashes means hold it for an appropriate amount of time. The stage directions- well, you can figure those out. ^_^ Left me- This is meant to be said in stacatto- short, abrupt syllables. It's about death and hope. Same principle as Volcano, but changed and lengthened. Serenity- This is a simple song I sing when I need to calm down. For best results, sing during the night. ^_^ The dashes mean the same as in Day to Day. Name thanks to ~Shade~. Walking in Darkness, Writing in Sun- Yay for contradictions! If you get it, please tell me. I'd like to know I'm not completely ambiguous. The italicized line I'm thinking of changing- suggestions appreciated. Tranquility- Take this one slow, and don't be decieved by the title. Inspiration... song reference thanks to Eukara. Night Found Poem- "Found Poem" just means that we read through Night by Eli Weasel and took lines from it and turned them into poetry. Excuse the weird coding- it looks way cooler in Word. I'll get a picture of the good coding up eventually. ^_^ Priceless I didn’t cry. I didn’t cry when Grandfather died. I’ve cried for cats on the side of the road, For birds frozen in winter, For bees squashed by careless passersby. I’ve cried for a hurt, For my best friend’s sadness, For moving far far away. I’ve cried for many things- But not for Grandpa. Now he is gone, and I have nothing left. Nothing left but memories, Sadness, And a little wooden block With my name. A tiny replica of my name, with a hollow space For my pencil. The last thing he made before he left Me for good. There is nothing left. Nothing but me and the pain In a cold lonely void. Priceless. That light brown name of mine Immortalized in wood. Worthless If you sold it, Except as firewood. But Priceless still, For that piece of wood Means the world to me. Rough as his hand, Weathered and worn when he held me. Smooth as his love For a wayward child. Packed brim to brim With his heart and soul; A beacon of hope For generations yet to come. You’d think After a while You’d run out of tears.

jerenda -> RE: Madness... and Poetry (7/14/2008 20:28:38)
War Soldiers Walking home Lost in victory Longing for their loved ones Sorrowing for their dead Homes Peace-Solitude Family all around A warmth in the cold Light in the darkness Wars Bombs falling Families sticking together Soldiers going off to fight Coming home after a battle Volcano! Magma- rivers of it- A river of fire, rolling downhill Mountains- erupting in flame A flame to end all life Plants- scorched to death A death of no return Silence- then A bird twittering in the darkness Bringing hope of a new life

jerenda -> RE: Madness... and Poetry (7/14/2008 20:36:55)
The Mage There once was a boy That I met on a game He gave me a wave I was never the same His hair was black His eyes were too Unless they were The deepest blue He looked at my tale I glanced at his, true, And found there was Something more I could do. His story was good He made few mistakes And so I helped Him take the cake We made a few threads Then bound them to one That is how Our friendship begun I care for cows- What a funny name!- And Jerenda the Wizard Have played a game. A game of love and sorrow A game of crimson dice A game of fire crackers A game of mice and ice. A game it was, A game it shall be Unless someone takes A step, you see. What have I done? What will you do? I do not know- Nor, I think, do you. One thing’s for sure; Hearts never lie. We made a friend Both you and I. Raistlin the mage, You should always know That the lady of rose Will help you grow. Just call my name When you face a foe Whose weak point You do not know A real-life warrior Or demons deep I’ll be with you When you sleep. Peace, my friend, and may we meet again.

jerenda -> RE: Madness... and Poetry (7/14/2008 20:38:52)
What is Magic? What is Magic? What is wonder, beauty, gentleness, peace? Is Magic concealed in meandering streams or softly lapping ponds? Is it hidden in the crash of the ocean, Or the boom of thunder on the horizon? Is there power in the flight of a butterfly? Can a doomed experiment hold hidden success? What is Magic? Is there a spell in the grand finale Of an orchestra? Do spell weavers live in quiet dreams? Is Magic the desire of our ever-hidden souls? Is Magic finally living As you wanted all your life? Is it spells and wands and potion books? Or Is it the quiet Hope of love? The song of joy And The Silence In Your Heart? What do you think?

jerenda -> RE: Madness... and Poetry (7/14/2008 20:44:08)
A Single Raindrop A single raindrop, Born from the blue, Slides down, Faster and faster, On a mountain of air, Till finally; plop! It disappears, Into an ocean, Of sea-green and blue.

jerenda -> RE: Madness... and Poetry (7/14/2008 20:45:31)
Remember Me Sometimes we cannot say What makes our life-blood slow Sometimes hearts just cannot hold The things that we must know But you stood by me until now You were a faithful friend Now again must I ask A favor at the end. Keep my legend alive and true. Hold it in your heart. Tell all who come to walk this way What it means to stand apart. Be brave and strong, hold till the end, And you shall never fall. Let my heart, my burning love Be with you over all. Let all who pass leave changed again Stronger, braver, a true friend. Tell of love and endless hope And courage until the end. If you always walk the higher road Hold up your living light I need another line, and so Never give up: never end the fight. Never let my memory fade; Keep me with you forever and a day. There are some who say That hope will never win. They are wrong, that much I know. And so do you. There are some battles that cannot be fought. There are some wars that cannot be won. Have the power to know which is which. Be strong enough to know right from wrong. Never forget. I am the lady of the rose, and the rose shall never fade in your heart.

jerenda -> RE: Madness... and Poetry (7/14/2008 21:15:17)
Lead Me Through The Night Look at the skies, tell me what do you see Show me the beauty, help me get free. Darkness is falling and I am struck blind If you're searching for hands please take mine Just where you're going, I really don't know How will we get there? Which way will we go? The answers to these will come in good time There exists only your hand in mine Lead me through the night For I have lost my sight Lead me through the night Until the morning's light...comes again. How can you know what it's costing me to Just hold your hand and believe in you? At any time you could lead me astray I would not know if I lost the way These hidden fears are assaulting me- I almost let go, almost went free, But I know your strength, and I know your heart And I know we should not be apart... Lead me through the night For I have lost my sight Lead me through the night Until the morning's light...comes again. So I'm following you Through paths I do not know Trusting in your wisdom, Knowing you won't let go! Faith and dreams both slip away So does hope for light of day Dark I see and dark's my mind, I am struggling in a bind! But in my ear, so warm and soft I hear a whisper of bright love You hand becomes a line of hope That I'll never let go of! Lead me through the night For I have lost my sight Lead me through the night Until the morning's- Lead me through the- Lead me through the- Lead me through the night!

jerenda -> RE: Madness... and Poetry (7/14/2008 21:16:56)
Nobody and Somebody Nobody I’m Nobody! Who are you? Are you Nobody too? Then there’s a pair of us! Don’t tell-they’d banish us, you know. How dreary to be somebody How public-like a Frog! To tell your name, the livelong June To an admiring Bog! By: Emily Dickenson Somebody I’m Somebody! Or am I? Are any of us real? The person that you meet- Is he really that mean? Maybe his stern exterior, Hides a breaking heart. Do you really know, Your best friend in the world? Or are we lost, And found again, And lost forevermore? I’m Somebody! Or am I? Are any of us real?

jerenda -> RE: Madness... and Poetry (7/14/2008 21:54:48)
The Phoenix Rising, Wheeling, Turning above the clouds. Soaring, Burning, Laughing at the earth-bound ones. The Phoenix flies On wings of molten silk, Elegance made flesh, Flashing fire out into the sky. Above it, the burning orb of sunshine. Below it, the vast expanse of grass. But for her radiant beauty, Nothing- nothing exists to draw the eye. But the Phoenix is failing, Her years growing long- Tired, she sinks to the grassy floor, Lighting up the sky. One last blaze of beauty, One last flash of fire, One last display of elegance, One last turn, no higher. Flames consume it, shattering The hollow bones, the skin That held the Phoenix in the air For a thousand years or more. Not the once-great Phoenix Is but a memory And all that’s left are ashes- Ashes, and the grassy sea. But wait- hope lives on! The slightest ray of light: A tiny motion can be seen From the dust-gray ashes. A shake- a shudder- The pile moves, so slowly- Oh! She rises, eyes as piercing as the stars, Wings bursting into flame, As she lifts off from the ground. With a shriek of proud defiance The Phoenix leaves her nest. Ashes no more, but born anew, The beauty is tenfold. She soars into the sunset, A speck of flame on flame, And I feel my heartbeat falter- There goes sunlight, all untamed.

jerenda -> RE: Madness... and Poetry (7/15/2008 18:14:27)
Oh... Just Some Guy Oh, do I love him? I believe it's true My love for him is stronger than a stone Oh, do I love him? Truly, p'rhaps I do My heart is soaring up on wings alone His smile's so sweet I fear that I will weep His beauty, magic has not e'er been matched And when he dances, sweeps me off my feet By his unwav'ring charm, my heart's been snatched Yet hearts speak falsely, they are known to lie So, blinded, do I walk a foolish path? My mind says wrong, my heart says right, oh my! Which way, of all, has light? What have I grasped? Shadows are dimming, now I know what's true I know he loves me, and I love him too.

jerenda -> RE: Madness... and Poetry (7/15/2008 18:15:47)
Catch me! Catch me! 'Cuz I'm fallin' Falling faster than the eye Falling deeper than the ocean Longer than the bright blue sky Catch me! 'Cuz I'm cryin' And I simply cannot stop My tears could fill the heavens And I think my heart will stop. Catch me! There is no response And when I turn around to see The love that used to hold me tight Has fallen deep into the sea And I hear a voice that's screaming Full of tears and full of pain And I realize that I'm burning Burning hot, despite the rain Catch me! I cry out But you will not ever hear For even though I whisper "Catch me!" It is you who needs me near.

jerenda -> RE: Madness... and Poetry (7/15/2008 18:17:27)
Never Say Die I feel like I’m falling- Dying- But my legs still hold me up. My torn heart is breaking- Cracking- Shattering into dust. The world, once so bright, Has lost its glow Who in all the world Could hold me now? [musical interlude] So maybe the world is grey, So what if there is no hope? Who said I could give up? What right do I have to die? Like a phoenix from the ashes (I’m getting up) I’m casting off the grey (I’m too stubborn) I’m not afraid, I’ll face life smiling (To just give in) And I will laugh, And I will cry, And I will never- Ever- never say die! My spirit’s free I can just be me I’ll just ignore Those mocking eyes- [music stops suddenly with a sound like breaking glass, and into the silence you hear...] So what if my heart is breaking? Who cares if I’m a shattered mess? So inside there’s naught but sadness- I can't let that bring me down! [music restarts] So I will laugh, And I will cry, And I will lift my head And never- Ever- Never!- Ever… Say... die...

jerenda -> RE: Madness... and Poetry (7/15/2008 18:18:37)
Free Somewhere, Out there, A dreamer is waiting. I can’t wait, I can’t stop My eyes from always looking. And someday I’ll find The dreamer for me. The time will come, I know it will- Soon I can go. I’ll search him out, oh heart be still- Soon I can go. Time keeps On passing Nothing will stay the same. There’s so much To do now, Will it ever pass away? I’m waiting, Trying Searching for a way. The time will come, I know it will- Soon I can go. I’ll search him out, oh heart be still- Soon I can go. Dreams fall, Dark calls, Peace and security. Above me The stars shine In the blanket of dark night. I’m watching, Patient, For my time will come. The time will come, I know it will- Soon I can go. I’ll search him out, oh heart be still- Soon I… can… go…

jerenda -> RE: Madness... and Poetry (7/15/2008 18:19:48)
Prove to me Prove to me Prove that you're human. Prove that you’ll fail. That you’d stop. That you can. Prove it to me. I need to know what you are- Because sometimes… I wonder. You push yourself so hard. Effort never stops pouring out of you And then… I wonder. Are you paying in blood? No one can do what you do. It’s impossible. No one can keep going and going and never stop, never fail. Never give in. So, prove to me. Prove that you’re human. You can be human, can’t you? For me.

jerenda -> RE: Madness... and Poetry (7/15/2008 18:23:52)
Dreams with Wings Featuring Clyde A dream- a way- a chance to fail. A giver's portion, a writer's tale A breath- a beat- a way to fight. A begger's chance, an angel's flight. The dreams and more are falling down- Perchance a hero can be found? Lost amidst the rocky tors There I sleep and I adore. There's silence and a deathly linger. I try to search, but can't quite finger. It seems so close and yet so far. Like a friend I know, but on a star. My heart is burning, yet no cry. Desire pierces - tell me why? To the sky I watch and flee. To fly wingless? I agree... My eyes are seeking, I cannot see blind. Hatred burns on - I am confined. And as I find the last piece. There it is, my passion deceased. Sky envelops, peaceful dark, a life worth living, an overboastful bark. Chaos and peace clash and combine and to this last note, I courteously decline...

jerenda -> RE: Madness... and Poetry (7/15/2008 18:26:30)
Day by Day [Sad, despairing] Every day each day by day I wake up and look away. ‘Cause every day each day by day I’m meltin’ all my life away [Rising in power and strength] But I won’t fall in with the crowd And I won’t let my head be bowed ‘Cause I know just what’s asked of me And I will do it well you see Day-by-da-a-a-a-y [scaling down] Day-by-da-a-a-a-y [scaling lower] All around me I see those Who dress up in fancy clothes They will never understand Why with them I do not stand But what they do not re-ealize Is what they see within my eyes Can reach out and touch their heart Givin’ them a brand-new start [hold, slow] [Fast, rockin’] Day to night, night to day I am waitin’ for the day And I’ll be ready with my song When it comes it won’t be long Day-by-da-a-a-a-y [scaling down] Day-by-da-a-a-a-y [scaling lower] Sli-ping past me e-vry da-ay Pa-inted faces lo-ok a-way Masks of gold and si-ilver Make their voices blend Running like the ri-iver Turning ‘round the bend A sudden weight u-pon my head I look around to see The masks with gold embla-azoned Have found their way to me! And the fa-aceless peo-ple Pa-ss me-- by-y Heart-less, home-less, None will truly try! [Music slows, calmer now] Every day each day by day I wake up and look away ‘Cause nothing i-is really there My heart is burning without air! Oxygen is running short Can I keep the spark of hope? Only time will truly tell Will I win or will I fail? Hidden battles fought and won Dreams of the real glowing sun Fighting to get free and try Every day to make a way! Day-by-da-a-a-a-y [scaling down] Day-by-da-a-a-a-y [scaling lower] [Slow now, patient] I—can wa-it to si-ing And I--- can ho-old it in ‘Cause so-ome time a-along the wa-ay My time will come My time will come My time—will—come-----------

jerenda -> RE: Madness... and Poetry (7/17/2008 15:19:25)
Left Me You left me without saying good bye. I may never see you again. Where have you gone? And tell me true- Why can I not follow you? It’s been two days Since you left me I have not drawn breath since then. And through my tears I see your face Swimming in the air. You left me without saying good bye. I may never see you again. Whatever posess you to Leave me all alone? It’s been a week I think I can breathe. My heart begins to beat again. I must be strong! Yet I am so weak. How can this go on? You left me without saying goodbye. I may never see you again. Where have you gone? And tell me true- Why can I not follow you? A month has passed, I’m calming down. I think that I can see the way. I’m pressing on. I must be strong. I must ignore the pain. You left me without saying goodbye. I may never see you again. Whatever could posses you to Leave me all alone? The coolest night air Enters my mind. With the ice comes clarity. The pain is gone Leaving new hope- I know I can move on. You left me without saying goodbye. Perhaps someday we will meet again. I’m moving on- yet I won’t forget The pain… and then the hope. Serenity Breath in the peace of the cool night air. Clear certainity i-i-is there. It opens the mind and brightens the sight With the da-arkness o-of the night.

jerenda -> RE: Madness... and Poetry (7/28/2008 14:10:37)
Walking in Darkness, Writing in Sun. I walk through the dark on a lone summer's day The sun is above but it cannot hold sway. The wind in the eaves it just passes me by, And I can feel myself wanting to cry. Can there be something to let the tears go? Open my eyes and release the flow? How in the world could there be such a thing Daring to enter where darkness is king? Pen goes to paper and words start to run I start to breathe deeper, feel the bright sun. Dark thoughts and feelings across the page swim Telling the secrets of my soul within. A storm passes quickly into the night My mind enters darkness, ignoring the light. Brilliant silver tells ancient tales While the noon sun across the sky trails. The wait out the night, my Angel and Smoke Brother and sister, clinging to hope. Casting off shadows their spirits grow strong Fighting the darkness in more ways than one. The sun's finished baking my head and my arm- I wrap up my story, protect it from harm. Dwelling on feelings as deep as the sea I wonder how darkness and light came to be.

jerenda -> RE: Madness... and Poetry (9/27/2008 21:27:15)
Tranquility Dreams are lifting on, Flowing ever strong, Spirit sails on wings of silk Soul is fleeting- shifting- gone. May I not return. May I, ever seeking, burn. May I never break your heart And, I fleeing, never turn. Sleep brings paradise Sanctuary from your eyes Searching, ever searching, striving to understand The tears within my lives. Magic pouring through, Wonders ever new, Dreaming, winging, laughing song- Mixing up the false with true. Agonizing pain Burns and sears in vain. Searching soul in pointless hope Suffused with darkest rain. You are so innocent. So peaceful, and so heaven-sent How can I twist your world this way? There’s such confused intent. It’s bad enough that I don’t know Who I really am Without engaging you in this, This deathless, ageless mess. Oh, how I wish to tell you- How I want to say- But what goes on within my heart Won’t stand the light of day. So trapped in twisted torment, I walk the lonely skies. Perhaps one day I’ll find my peace Perhaps it won’t be lies.

jerenda -> RE: Madness... and Poetry (3/24/2009 18:48:09)
Night Found Poem* Note: These are lines borrowed from Night, by Elie Weasel, not my creation NoteNote: The poem flows better if you make the screen smaller... connects the lines. ^_^ In the air, the smell of burning flesh. Everyone around us was weeping. Abandoned by the whole world. My soul had been devoured by a black flame. Don’t cry, little brother. The snow under my feet turned red. Where is merciful God, where is He?* Keep your anger, your hate, for another day. Never shall I forget. Why should I sanctify His name? He threw himself on me like a wild beast What was there to thank Him for? Babies! Children, thrown into the flames Where is merciful God, where is He? This is where—hanging here from this gallows… And His was the face of an angel in distress. Deep inside me, I felt a great void opening. The Kapos were beating us again, but I no longer felt the pain. Nothing between the lashes of the whip. Where is merciful God, where is He? I was alone, terribly alone in a world without God without love. Don’t stop, don’t think, run! All around me, a dance of death. You are too skinny, too weak… Where is merciful God, where is He? And yet… A fragment… of a Beethoven concerto. Never had I heard such a beautiful sound. In such silence. His soul had become the bow. His whole being was gliding over the strings. He played that which he would never play again… Oh, God of kindness… Almighty… It is time. Master of the Universe… Let us make up.

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