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Poetry
M.S. & H.S. poetry
Year 1 at UM poetry
Year 2 at UM poetry
Year 3 at UM poetry

Peculiarities
Life Lessons
a collection of life advice
Little Words
my rant on the most overused words in our language
Upon Happiness
an introspective look at the idea of personal happiness
A Year Ago
a birthday reflection on life
A World OF Rainbows
a ramble about happiness, love and being alone

Fanfics
A Cup Of Tea
a Final Fantasy VII vignette
Whistle in the Wind
a Final Fantasy Tactics piece
Hope Keeps Love Alive
a Final Fantasy VIII piece about Julia Heartilly






















 
University, Freshman Year
My Heart is my Sword in my Hands(7/19/98)


Running through a labyrinth, searching through a maze,
I stand among the shadows watching dawn break with its haze
I turn to face the shadows and I let my spirit fly
Are those demons in the shadows just a vision in mind's eye?
Someone tell me where I'm coming from or where my path will send
In this circle that is life with no beginning and no end
Let me know that somewhere, someone truly understands
In this game of life, let my heart be my sword in my hands.
The silent war continues on, whether night or day,
One challenge hardly conquered when another comes my way
A hundred thousand stars twinkle in the night
The dark cannot defeat me, I am the wielder of the light.
In this circle that is life with no beginning and no end
I'm fighting for the light as I come around eahc bend
I am searching for myself and for someone else who understands
that the way to find the light is with my heart as my sword in my hands.


Watcher(8/28/98)


A world of work and play / I sit and watch it go by / Looking for a reason to try / I leave another day- / far behind me, watch it die / Stars fill the evening sky / Oh Star, I wonder if I may / I wonder if I might / Have the wish I make tonight / Can you show me another way? / I know the future's bright- / Doesn't mean I have the sight... / All I can see is gray- / Where did the color go? / It's all I want to know- / It's too much to ask?? OK- / I'd settle for black and snow- / Some variety in this show- / Won't you let me have a say? / Hello?? Is it yes, or no? / I figured as much...and so... / The silent watcher I will stay.


StarRain


I was gazing at the sky that night
but suddenly the stars didn't seem as bright
They winked out above my head
And my life was filled with dark and dread
I'd lost every hope, hurt every friend
Wondered if this should be the end
Couldn't find a single reason to live
I felt that I had nothing left to give
I tried so hard to be everything for all
Slowly I cried, how quickly I did fall...
For it's one thing to have a broken heart,
but a broken spirit's like being torn apart...
But something stopped me-deep inside?
maybe something I hadn't tried...
On the brink of forever, but I turned away
I could not write or sing or pray...
It was just about then that it started to rain
Not a cloud in sight!(I must be insane)
Was it a sign or a symbol of fate?
I'll never know-but I realized it wasn't too late
The rain plastered my hair to my face
The wind picked up as I froze in place
One by one I watched stars appear
In my eye but a single tear
Voices of people that I held in love
Flashed through my mind as I gazed above
StarRain-over as quick as begun
But leaving a hope with the coming of the sun...


Blue Over You(8/31/98)


You've gotta decide if you want me
Cause honey I won't wait around
I'm walking on clouds, spinning through air
My feet have long left the ground!
You've gotta decide if you need me
The last chance to tell me what's true
I've always been my own spirit
No way, no how I'd be blue over you.
I may seem naive to the world
I may seem sweet to the touch
But I'm fire and ice all atonce
If you're blind to that you don't know much
I'm running my life at high speed
Can't you tell I'm a star on the rise?
If you don't want me, I won't be blue
For that would surely be my demise!


On My Own


The endless blue sky doesn't mean a thing,
The music in my head, every song that I sing-
The light that was mine and showed me the way-
Winked out, smothered and I'm falling today...
No clouds to break the landing,
No source of understanding,
Now all I feel is wildly alone,
Is this what it means to be on my own?
People like skyscrapers, towering into the air,
And I feel so small as upwards I stare,
Out into the world, home far behind me-
Searching for an answer, looking to be free...
No clouds to break the landing,
No source of understanding,
Now all I feel is widly alone,
Is this what it means to be on my own?
And I will walk on, day into night,
Finding a way to rekindle my light,
And I will make it if I try my best,
I'll find my place among the rest,
And even if I am alone,
I will survive,
On My Own.


Tower of Glass(9/17/98)


Between two mountains is a valley, vast and wide
And in it, a tower, where, by day, I hide
Locked away by some great unknown power
Left to wither like a discarded flower
Tall Tower of Glass, clear to the sight
and I, like a prism, diffracting the light
I've given up finding someone to blame
for I am so different, yet we all are the same
Varied flowers that bloom in the plain
The faces of people I call by name
Surrounded by minds every day
Yet more alone than I could ever say
Sometimes at night the stars come out
The Tower unlocks and I am let out
Happily as the wind wandering through the skies
Free for a moment of my impending demise
Just for a moment the walls come down
My face paints a smile instead of a frown
My hand finds yours and our hearts are one
but the moment is ruined by the coming of the sun
The power of the tower draws me back in
My own special gift is what locks me within
Would I end my life to end this curse?
At this point I don't know which would be worse...
Tower of Glass, too easy to crack
Across the plains my lonely voice echoes back
Tower of Glass, too hard to break
Has my life merely been mistake after mistake?
I paint the rainbow that graces the sky
My colors of faith that won't let me die
A symbol of hope that someone hears my plea
For the power of love might set me free.


Not Good Enough(9/18/98)


I always felt I had an unconqerable soul
I always thought I was an indominable spirit
I've always strived to reach my goal
I will be on top-it's not good enough to be "near it"
So don't you dare-
tell me that I'm not good enough

You haven't seen my best
I know inside that I am tough

This perfectionist society
that I am living in

Is never enough to defeat me
Watch me, I will win

I've always been one to follow my dreams
I've always been the type to paint rainbows
and even on those days when life isn't what it seems
I have struggled on in rains and sleets and snows
So don't you dare-
tell me that I'm not good enough

I'm only just beginning
I've got a soul that's tough

The fears and tears
of this life I'm living in

Give me the power to survive
Watch me-I will win.



One More Chance(11/8/98)


Alone in my room, trying to think,
And the sun goes down on another day,
Above my head the little lights blink
As I'm trying to remember the way,
A lost love, a forgotten friend,
I watch another year disappear,
Not the way that it should end,
I sit fighting back a tear…
Give me one more chance, give me one more day, one more night
I can dance the dance, find the way, the light
Close my eyes and leap, I will fly, instead of cry
One last thought before I sleep, and when I wake
It will be Christmas once again…
I stand before the window now
Amid a night of festive glee
And though happy, wonder how
My single wish could be
To right past wrongs, start anew
If I could have you here with me
All my love I'd give to you
And yours might set me free…
Give me one more chance, give me one more day, one more night
I can dance the dance, find the way, the light
Close my eyes and leap, I will fly, instead of cry
One last thought before I sleep, and when I wake
It will be Christmas once again


future ever calling(12/11/98)


Time rolls me forward
like an ocean wave
flipping me
churning
tumbling
slammming me into the shore
my mouth full of my sand
my knees skinned
by
life's harships
little pebbles ground down
perhaps
have been many I believe but
the joys come ever further to me, like
stardust
raining, from the heavens
upon my face
like
the mist of a new spring rain
the sun peeking out
wandering through the tear drops
though
as
it glints off
diffracting through
snow crystals on a fine winter morn
dancing patterns
of lights
across my eyes
and each snowflake original
each one falling
another second passed in time
riding that lift
to sky?
to hell?
one knows not
but life continues on
the ever vescent presence
of something
and nothing
unknown but known to all
and I find myself
sitting alone in the dark
my own soul like a candle in the night.


Night(12/16/98)


The silent house echoes my breath as I sit here in the dark
My own mind spins me reflections of a previous year's spark
Where is it I've come from and where is it I'm going to?
Another year has passed me by, as they always seem to do.
You'd look at me and say I'm young, a life hardly begun
I'd only gaze back and tell you I've simply nowhere left to run.
I wish it was only a case of those good old holiday blues,
But it goes on day after day, my life like a shorted-out fuse.
I'm tired of staring endlessly at this empty computer screen,
and Wondering day after day: "What does my life mean?"
I'm tired of pretending that I'm confidant and radiant
when my life feels more like a downward sloping gradient
So I give up for the night and climb the stairs in my house
Thinking of that old Christmas poem when stirred not a mouse-
I move to the window and gaze through it to the outside
and I whisper to my reflection "you know I really tried."
But another year's gone by and I'm still feeling the same,
Chasing circles, running on ice, trying to win the game.
But my reflection in the glass isn't one I'd like to see
My own many insecurities staring back at a lonely me
The little white lights on this house shine into this night,
I only wish my heart carried one hundredth of that light.
Where is that eternal optimism I had when I was a child?
Where is the courage I once had to face all unkown and wild?
Where is the song I used to sing and cared not who would hear?
Where is the life I used to know, when I had not a single tear?
Where is the faith and belief I had that I was special in some way?
Where's the knowledge that I'm not just dying more each day?
Somewhere along the way something went vastly wrong
If this is growing up, then God, give me a less sad song.
I curl myself upon the couch, my doll cradled in my arm
The childhood dream to keep her safe, safe from all life's harm
Around me is all I've ever known, yet alien to the touch
Would asking for some meaning in my life be just a bit too much?
Would wanting to know I had some value be too much to ask?
Would needing to hear "I love you" be too hard a task?
Would finding the courage and faith inside be too much to request?
If I had that single ray of hope, that omen, I'd cease to rest
But no answer seems to come my way, but instead I vow
To never be defeated, to keep on going, someway, somehow
I rise again with doll in arm to wipe away my tear and then,
I firmly believe I'll find myself, even if I don't know when
The prophecy come true and the snow's begun to flutter fall
A simple smile lights my face and we tip toe down the hall.
Out the door and into this, this dancing show of white
Crystals turning in the air, a cloud of dreams take flight
My doll and I, we have a dance, underneath the cloud
And I remember a promise I made, when I was less proud
"I'd do anything just to have some snow, I'd be good as gold
If you'd only send that sign my way, I'd do as I'm told!"
A child's dreams still held in my arms, another gracing my cheek
The simple sign I asked for then has when I'm most meek
I can't find a meaning if I don't search to quench my thirst
I can't expect to hear "I love you" if I won't say it first!
I have value I suppose, if I value others in my life
And I will find both joy and hope if I can let go of strife
I can see a year that came and went, and know t'was not in vain
I can see the rising sun as my chance to start again
For to live each day as the gift it truly is to each and all
To look and find every occassion to up and rise to the call
To spread love and joy is to perchance receive it back
To find the color in your life is to cease the white and black
To remember what it was to sit and wish upon a star
Is to find the granting of a dream by answers from afar.
This thought in mind I twirled once more before I turned away
A bound up the steps and into my house, life a little play
Nothing perfect in the least, but something left to try
Laughs to be had, friends to love, even tears to cry
In my bed, falling asleep, to the sound of the wind's voice
Life is what you give, not get, and it's all a matter of choice.


another somewhat sentimental sappy and ridiculous poem(12/26/98)


Another poem about love, another poem about life
Another record of joy, another page full of strife
Same old rhymes with my pencil on the page
A story, ceaseless to end, told upon my little stage
Never anything new to say, just one more rephrase
Sometimes my vision's clear, sometimes it's a haze
I turn to gaze as another event unfolds before my eyes
Watching the sun sink in the sky as another day dies
and I'm circling and I'm seeking, wishing on that star
Reaching past this chaos to find you where you are
And I would fly into forever even if I knew not the way
If it meant I'd find you and I could somehow stay
But it's a dream of mine at heart on this winter night
Curled at my window gazing out, let me be a light
A holiday of glad, yeah, I've enjoyed every part
A chance to give, to bring some cheer, share a bit of heart
Ah, but wouldn't it be nice to share it with you?
Maybe in forever you're thinking of me too...
There's a million people like me feeling the same
A million people like me just playing that waiting game
But I'm circling and I'm seeking and I'm, wishing on that star
not waiting, I'm reaching out to find you where you are
And I would fly into forever just to have you close to me
I would chase the shadows of my mind just for it to be
Time is short and time is long, all in the same thought
Each day another test of faith, another battle to be fought
A record down upon this page of a story told and told
I watch with open, avid eyes for my life to unfold
like a story in my favorite game, or in my favorite book
I'm running now against the wind with not a backward look
I'm on my own for now and I've got a world to explore
Climbing thrrough that window if I can't go through the door
I'm circling, seeking, running, dreaming, wishing on that star
I'm dancing, singing, reaching out to find you where you are
I'm flying like the wind into forever, into the wild and the free
Someday you'll fly with me, when I find you, wait and see.


June (March 1999)


On withered grass my feet do rest as winds refuse to start
The sun has fallen 'hind the hill with rays of golden hue
A dying light, a burning heart, my friend, I turn to you
And simple silence sings the song of twilight in my heart
Once your heart beat fast for her, no longer love but lost
My heart stolen by another who gone left me for the sea
Distance my bane, emptiness yours, yet I find a friend in thee
Mine winter fancy, thine hopeful dreams, turned to winter frost.
Shall I take your hand, give my trust, and walk you to the sky?
And would you stay beside me then to dry my tears while I cry?
Count the stars amid the heavens, light amid the lonesome space
Twine your hand er so through mine so we might leave this place.
Trace the path of seasons move so quickly slow through a year,
Hard to leave the past behind when once a hope for future soon,
But Feb and March have gone away, make for winds of June,
Summer days not far away, grass to green and we draw near.
I will take your hand, give my trust and walk you to the sky,
For you have stayed by my side til all my tears were dry.
A new time's come, the wind returns as a smile meets a smile
Fated then to us both, broken hearts, but each other all the while.


Surreal (March 1999)


Standing on the brink of forever and I've nowhere left to go,
For the fire is raging inside me,
I cry out, once, twice, three-
Finally seeing my life as it is, one marvelously morbid show,
And they tell me that there's no hope left anywhere at all,
Reaching out, hate on dread,
Rope cuts into my hands, red-
And if I simply breathe, I'll lose my balance and I'll fall…
So I do the only thing I see-
And I run, and I run, and I run…

All your voices, sirens painful, catch me in my periling flight,
Inside my head, no off switch,
Like a curse, like to bewitch-
I lose myself amid the chaos from none mine hundred a fight,
Like the cruelest waking reality, surrounded as I am yet alone,
Never a dream came true,
Drowning in the water, blue-
The image of me lost in lives, yous, no voice for a soul's moan…
Can't you see there is no me?
Self undone, self undone, self undone…

I am the ear, the help, the advice, to those in need I am the rock,
Life to unravel if I were not strong
To let anyone see me weak, wrong-
And so I am carried on by the rolling torrent of time's infernal clock,
Will there never be an escape from my own fate, oh, will I never be free?
Must be one last phrase to say,
Force the colors out of gray-
I remember a moment, the noise did cease, the night you said you loved me…
You said you loved me,
I have won, I have won, I have won…


aN oDE tO mYSELF: kICK mE oUT oF tHE bAND (April 1999)


I sucketh I sucketh
on the scale most grand
why don't they just kick me out of the band?

I'm selfish say some
"immature" quotes a "friend"
"you are a box" is my roommate's means to an end

I interrupt all the time
I've been told that I whine
I dress like grade school
never been called "cool"

I'm too tall, with big feet and I've been fat for years
I'm way oversensitive and cry too many tears
my clothes never fit right, my hips are too wide
guys run away, I laugh at the word "bride"
my eyes are boring, my hair isn't real
makeup has never added to my appeal

I use words like "phat" and "neat"
and sleep with Big Bird at my feet

on to my music, notes upon notes
I failed at voice, by many a vote
I suck at piano and miss the keys
the sound of me playing is miseries
my oboe playing sounds like a duck
my teaching skills have been run through the muck

my career in music is simply a mistake
my job at the lab is nothing but cake

my ability to write pales more each day
I clack at the keyboard with nothing to say
I run two websites, amateur at best
my poems are cheesy, I know I'm a pest

I try too hard at whatever I do
just because I want to hear "I love you"

I work for a game site, I got in on a fluke
I'm just waiting for the day they'll rebuke
can't be witty or silly or rude
my attempts at humour are by best crude
My HTML skills don't really exist
"just go to sleep" they now insist
Most times I just sit and watch the screen scroll

now don't close this message, I'm quite on a roll!

I know a little about a lot,
never drank or smoked pot,
My dreams are X rated
I've never really dated,
I'm always broke
addicted to Diet Coke

I'm pathetic, lonely, useless from the start
I'm sarcastic, stubborn, bitter at heart

The only place that makes me glad
is DisneyWorld, I forget I'm bad
I forget that I'm all of these terrible things
I forget that my song is tuenless when i sing
I forget that I'm ugly in a land of play
I forget that I'm untalented in every way

but I can't live in a fantasyland
so now why don't you just kick me out of the band
you've heard the truth, ask a friends
99% of them just pretend!!

now's your chance to add a verse
I promise it won't make me feel any worse

Life with a smile
Humour all the while
I suck, oh well, oh yay,
and now I'll be on my merry way.


Prelude to a Storm (6/22/99)


she is on her knees, her hands ground into the dirt
the entire ocean's depth could not absorb the hurt
she is broken and defeated and tired of trying
she has forgotten what use there was in crying
burn her from the inside, ravage this broken form
let the starlight rain down as a prelude to a storm
let the melody of despair hold her in tender embrace
as the last breath of soul departs without a trace
the guilt rides heavy on her shoulders tonight
the broken trusts and many a one sided fight
the words of insanity and the pleas of hope
have wound all together in one strangling rope
burn her from the inside, ravage this broken form
let the starlight rain down as a prelude to a storm
let the melody of despair hold her in tender embrace
as the last breath of soul departs without a trace
there will be no salvation upon this barren rock
time has grown dim with the ticking of her clock
the song of the wind has come set her soul free
to dance with the dead in the mists of the sea
burn her from the inside, ravage this broken form
let the starlight rain down as a prelude to a storm
let the melody of despair hold her in tender embrace
as the last breath of soul departs without a trace