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Friday, 09 October 2009
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Some recent things.
Delicate
Fluttering
Sunlight streams on glowing glass
Soft, bright, but quick
Reaching out to vibrating wings
Reaching out with fingers trembling
Away with one single gust of warmth
Fluttering
Ache
Holding myself in
Not to break
burning, twisting, freezing
hide, hold
frigid fire
Knelt on a platform
Cold, blackened silver
White eyes pierce- reflect too much nothing
Invisible sight
You do not see it
The wall that isn't there
Head jerks
Cannot see past it
You call to me
And I know, but do not hear
You reach for me,
I imagine the feeling
You sleep, I dream
You awaken, I long
Not to know, not to feel
Impossible
Hide, hold, shiver, close
Monday, 16 March 2009
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The Dream
I was selected to compete in the Triwizard tournament. I told Dumbledoor there must be some mistake. You see, I am not magical, not at all. However, once you are selected, you must compete, nothing can be done. Luckily, Dumbledoor had a plan. He always does.
He decided that Edward Cullen was to take me shopping and that we were to purchase numerous frilly white dresses (for me of course, not Edward). The purpose of this was to gain the "sympathy vote" from the audience (a new feature of the Tournament, the audience has some say in who lives and who dies). Dumbledoor was convinced that if I maintained the "innocent yet brave muggle" image I'd do pretty well, I might even survive! So I went shopping with Edward, and it took so long that I was late for the opening ceremony. (of course, Edward, with his lightning speed, was not)
The first challenge involved no magic (lucky for me). It was solely courage related. All we had to do was hold out our left arm over a pit with a werewolf in it, and move it before the werewolf bit it off. The trick was to keep the arm there until after the Werewolf lunged for it. If you moved it too soon, you were given low marks. If you moved too late....Well, that was worse.
Of course, I was first, and of course, I moved my arm too soon.
Oh well. I wasn't really trying to win...just live.
Edward went next. Surprisingly (and rather uncharacteristically, I might add) he left his arm in too long and the werewolf bit it.....HARD. Edward and I had gotten to be friends, so I decided to take him to a hippy store on Market St. (downtown Chattanooga) to see if they had any natural remedies that might prevent lycanthropy. Turns out that Edward's uncle, a werewolf himself (sorry Stephanie Meyer) had such a remedy. However, when Edward consumed the liquid he transformed into Gilbert Blyth (Anne of Green Gables). Edward was horribly distraught about this, mostly because he was afraid they wouldn't let him finish the Triwizard tournament if he was Gilbert Blyth. So then we had to look for a cure for that, of course. After wandering through a few shops, we found one where the owners said they could help. They took us to a musical room with a huge pumpkin-shaped drum in it that sounded like a guitar when one played it....
Then I woke up.
I agree with whoever first said that literary characters live on in your imagination forever. Dang. Hopefully I'll be able to finish the competition one of these nights.
Books:
Twilight
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
The Hunger Games
Anne of Green Gables
Tuesday, 29 July 2008
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The Invisible
We walk in crowds under heavy city lights and noises
Fierce and Bustling
Shuffling, pounding, chittering
One coheasively diverse force
A million bees caught in a bumble
In the corners they stand shouting
Asking for help
Screaming
We do not look up, or turn our heads
To us they are invisible
"What if they really needed help?" A small voice says.
"No." argues one. "They did this to themselves. Only the accursed become the invisible"
"Maybe" replies the first, hopefully.
"Maybe"
And there is no fighting as we walk on past.
Sunday, 29 June 2008
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A couple of poems that sort of spilled out for no reason- the first while I was at work the other day, the second happened a while ago but I revised it a little (it's actually on here a couple entries back)
Intensity
Boldly bright
fierce and cutting
light pushes through my skin and forces
me to open
to unyeildingly unfold
undeniably forced
lovely wings with too sharp edges
and grins painfully wide
unconcealable knashing teeth
A thousand tiny kisses
Hot rain splashes
First pouring then slushing
each hitting and steaming
on my cold skin
one by one, there are a thousand
Tiny kisses
Eyes open
For the first time, awake
Though I am blind in the half light
I follow the lost crumbs in the wilderness that you have placed
One by one, there are a thousand
Wednesday, 14 May 2008
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35 Things I Learned Freshman Year
1. I have learned to be more confident this year, comfortable with who I am
2. Remember this- buy cheap, white, towels next time-save the fancy monogrammed ones someone gave you for when you're on your own, otherwise they may get permanantly bleached by your roomate's acne medicine.
3. Figure out how you best deal with conflict before the conflict occurs
4. Give-but set boundries
5. Don't try to be cool-just be cool
6. Buy books on E-bay
7. Stuff accumulates-start by bringing the bare minimum next time
8. Gym=stress reliever
9. I like hiking alone, but maybe most of the time I should let lots of people know when I'm going and where I am and find an occasional hiking buddy so my parents don't worry about me
10. Bigger fridge
11. Less movies-never watched half the ones I brought
12. Two all-nighters in a row=sick,sick
13. I am a caffeine addict, but I'm strangely proud of it
14. Studying psychology has permanantly changed the way I view the world, and I don't think I'll ever be quite right again.
15. College guys flirt like crazy, but a lot of times they don't mean anything by it. It's not worth over-analysing: if they want something more, they should make their intentions clear.
16. Also, I've decided not to pay much attention to guys in general in the romantic sense-if it's meant to become something, then it will have to be made super clear, and then Ill have to pray about it and decide if it's what I really want. I see this all the time and choose to say "NO" to husband hunting.
17. OMLETS=motivation for getting up early.
18. YouTube=Friendly,neighborhood procrastinating and bonding device
19. CAR
20. I just realised that none of my guy friends (at college) actually know THAT much about me (factual stuff-they know my personality). But my guy friends at home do. IE: I've done ballet for 13 years or.....I've been camping my whole life. Weird, huh?
21. Sometimes girls just want to be your friend..........and they don't know you. And then one day you find yourselves exchanging squeals and hugs with this person that you don't actually know all that well.....which makes you appreciate.....
22. The people that come into your room uninvited, plop down in the middle of your floor, make themselves some tea, and start telling you about their day. (love it!)
23. Sometimes staying up talking is more important than schoolwork
24. Sometimes schoolwork is more important than staying up talking
25. Extreme sleep deprivation is a lot like being drunk
26. People aren't ever who you originally assume they are
27. People can hear you through the walls in my building
28. 1920's window:easily converted into window seat making in the perfect day-dreaming perch
29. Work hard and it will ALWAYS get done somehow
30. Never give too much away too quickly
31. Some people deserve to be let in
32. I learned I actually do know how to flirt, and that I don't like doing it. Also sometimes that I can't seem to help it.
33. Stupid blushing
34.In presentations that seem doomed to failure=be confident and try to add funny pictures into your powerpoint.
35. Anything can become an obsession=so be wise in your choice...choose God. Good things can become bad things when they become idols
Gripheonix
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- Name: Kathryn
- Gender: Female
- Member Since: 9/2/2005
