All bad days will come when time becomes hollow
When sadness derails your train to the wallow
And your spirits collapse; break the camels back
But not before sunshine dies itself in the black
But take comfort in this; the other sides there,
It waits in the meadows of dawns crystal air Continue reading
I will admit this poem is sad. I’ve been in a weird place lately, that’s hard to describe. Do you ever have those moments where all of your weaknesses rise to the surface and for a time it seems to be the only thing you can think about? It’s been weighing me down a lot lately. I have a problem- Continue reading
Little boy Henry ran fast to the park
And lucky for him the sky wasn’t dark
So he could see well among the parks trees
All the little ducks and all of the Geese
He had to find it; something for his Dad
What his dad asked for, the ducks somehow had
He picked up each one as they squabbled “Quack”
Searched through their ruffles, their bills and their back
He looked at them far, he looked at them close
But he couldn’t find what he wanted most Continue reading
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The world needs more silent leaders
Who need not speak a word
Yet the good things that they stand for
Echo on forever heard Continue reading
In darkness large beasts may be growing,
In far off rivers, blood may be flowing;
And threats may exist that prickle the skin
But dangerous frights; are the fears from within.
The fear from within that keeps a man blind
The fear from within that stifles the mind
The fear from within, in the checkout line
That makes us ashamed, to smile and be kind
The fear from within that puts up our walls;
And reckless defenses that deck out our halls
Which ironically does hurt the heart more
For how can it heal behind a locked door?
The fear from within that lowers our sights
That makes us feel so much less than alright
That pounds on our potential with a mighty force
And tramples our hopes like a runaway horse
So when the fear from within chooses to haunt you
And all darkness surrounds and chooses to taunt you
Choose on that day, that you will be brave;
And not let your fears stand up in your way
-AJ Barlow
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I’m glad to say I am officially back from the evil trenches of finals week!! (That sounded a tad poetic didn’t it?) I am seriously so happy to have this last semester over I could do a happy dance, but I will spare you of the pain that that would most definitely cause.
It would probably look something like this...
So what does all this mean you ask???
I can go back to doing what I love and that means a lot more writing and blogging! I wish I could’ve balanced these last few weeks and been able to do all of my schoolwork plus keep up with writing poems and posts, but I was so burdened and stressed out with these giant projects I couldn’t focus on anything creative. It was like trying to trying to do Zumba with a toothache.
But I did notice something that I should’ve expected. Taking time off from writing created a big void in my life. It was depressing. And then I thought about the many creative people I know who bury their talents because they need to focus on more “realistic” pursuits, and how it has made them, just as I was-
Depressed.
Depressed because they miss out on the fulfillment of creating something that wasn’t there before, depressed because they spend the majority of their time doing something they hate and depressed mostly above all, because they are not being true to themselves. Continue reading
Hey everyone, I just want you all to know that I’m still alive. I feel bad I haven’t posted this week, but it’s the last week of school before my finals and all of my energy has been devoted to finishing all sorts of giant projects (that I inevitably procrastinated…) Unfortunately writing poetry has been put on the back burner. Hopefully I’ll be able to get “active” again soon. God bless!
I got caught up in
The famed busyness
The to dos the tasks
The listy-ness
I started on them
Without a delay
For they all needed
To be done today
But e’en though I worked
I kept messing up
My brain went a fuzz
With the stressing stuff Continue reading
Choices we face have many roads
With different paths that we may go
Gazing on, ones left ones right
Both outwalk our point of sight
Wond’ring which path that we should take
Causes fire upon our bosom’s lake
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A sour pain rings in my heart
One of the hardest there to bear
Not a sting of woes to myself
Nor a love that went unfair
Nor a wound that bleeds or a wound that scars
Or an ache to which I’m sore
Rather it is knowing hurt
Attacks upon your shore
And I am forced to watch helplessly
For there’s not much I can do
But pat your hand and sincerely say
“I am there for you”
And ache for you and cry a bit
As you face a mound of cares
But know of this, my eternal friend-
You are in my prayers .
-AJ Barlow
Photo by SuperFantastic
I wrote this on a night where my son Finn was particularly sick. You could tell so clearly how uncomfortable he was and it broke my heart to see him so miserable. As a parent, I felt helpless, there was nothing I wanted more than to take his pain away. Have you had moments where someone you love is in pain? What did you do about it?
