unconditionally

unconditionally

why choose me
i'm not perfect
i have flaws
i make mistakes
i'm not impressive
why love me
why am i special
surely there
is someone better
someone smarter
someone who could
give you more
why choose this broken
substandard being
with countless imperfections
but to you
those things don't matter
your focus is different
you see past my flaws
my imperfections
my rough spots
instead
you see my strengths
and all of my beauty
you see more
you see my heart
you see me for who i am
you see me for what i am
and for what i want to be
you see me for what matters most
as the one
you love
unconditionally

Here's a poem about love that's unconditional.  Why ask all the questions of the reasons why someone loves you when you have all these faults?  They know you have them, yet to them it does not matter.  Why I bet that they probably have some of their own.  And you probably are the same way.  But even with those faults of yours, a person who truly and unconditionally loves you will see past those imperfections and love you for all that you have to offer and all that you are.

I'm deciding to post this poem too just because I'M SO BEHIND WITH POSTS FOR THIS MONTH!  Maybe December will be better.  :-)

I'm Thankful

I'm Thankful

I'm thankful for
This time of year.
The seasons change
And holidays draw near.
Memories from the past
Bring me warmth and comfort
Thanksgiving turkeys, stuffings, pies,
And let's not forget the desserts!
We stop and pause for a spell
To think of why we're thankful
Of all our many blessings
And reasons to be grateful.
There are many things I have
And blessings given me.
But most of all I'm thankful
For my friends and family.

Yay!  I finally wrote a poem!  Here's one for Thanksgiving.  I'm pretty sure that I had quite a few poems last month in October for Halloween.  So, I felt like I needed to attempt at least one Thanksgiving related poem.  I'm ready for Thanksgiving.  I think that it will be a fun time.  Last year I went to Virginia to have Thanksgiving with my sister and brother-in-law.  Our three cousins (Katy, Robby, and Phil) also joined in on all the fun.  It was a great time.  This year I will be going home to see my family.  I'm also taking my boyfriend with me.  I'm sure that we all will enjoy the break spending time together, shopping, visiting family, and.....wait for it..... possibly beginning the Christmas decorating the day after Thanksgiving!  It's almost here!  Wooooooooaaahhhh!

It Is You

It Is You

What’s wrong with me?

Am I obsessed?

My heart keeps pounding

Inside my chest.

What did I do

For something like this?

I must be in heaven

Everything is bliss.

I can’t get enough

I need more each day

No one can change it

I must get my way

It’s hard to say

What’s inside my head

But without those feelings

I’d rather be dead.

What can make

Me feel so alive?

It is you babe

That makes my heart thrive

I know that it has been a while since I've written anything.  Here's an old poem I wrote when I was in high school.  November may be a slow month.  School is getting busy and soon Thanksgiving break will be coming up.  Hopefully sometime I can catch back up and be posting on a more regular basis.  

I Need Sleep

I Need Sleep

I am tired
I want to rest
I need more sleep
It would be best
I do not get
enough shut eye
And I am sure
That is just why
I'm always tired
And rather drowsy
And that explains why
I'm feeling lousy

Do you ever stay up too late?  I do.  I certainly have been up too late several nights this week.  I will admit that.  I don't have to get up extremely early and I feel more productive at that time, but I really ought to get back into a schedule of going to bed at a decent hour so that my body has time to recover and rest.  I need to work on that.  :-P

Out or in?

Out or in?

Could you please open the door?
It's not too much to as for.
I'm not sure which way to go
But when it's open then I'll know
So could you please open the door?
I do not like to be ignored.

Cat's are like this.  Never knowing which way to go once you open the door for them.  Out or in?  My cat, Tuna, has a habit of staring inside at you from the door.  She has her little paws up in the window and she sits there mewing at you until you come out and see her or let her inside.  She also has a habit of looking inside when she's out.  And then looking outside when she's in.  (If she's not running away from you to hide under my sister's bed.  She's weird.  I don't know.)  I know that when I went home for fall break, she really enjoyed having the company.  There was so much purring and cuddling from that cat!  I always thought that her purring sounds like a coffee pot percolating mixed with a tribble from Star Trek.  I was home house sitting for my parents while they were on their trip to see my sister and brother-in-law.  She definitely had missed people.  And, I will admit it, I missed her too.  It was good to spend some time with Tuna.

Soooooooooo I had originally wanted to post this poem the other day and it was accidentally deleted.  Therefore, I had to rewrite it from memory.  :-(  Sad day.  Unfortunately, I was not able to come up with the original poem I had written, which makes me not so happy. Fortunately, for some incredibly odd reason, the original appeared in a comment after I posted this one.  Once I post a poem, it shares automatically to google+ and leaves a comment of my own when that happens and I can see it.  So, I'm going to post the original that I had written after this.  Let me know which one you think you prefer.  I'm more partial to the original.  

Out or in?

Would you please open the door?

It's not too much to ask for.

I want out or maybe in.

I'm not sure yet.  I'll choose when

The door is open, then I'll know

Out or in and which way I'll go.

You may not quite grasp my need.

This is important to me

So could you please open the door?

I do not like to be ignored.

The Jack-o-lantern

The Jack-o-lantern

You pick me up off of the ground.

My color's orange.  My shape is round.

I'm the ripest in the group

So I've been chosen from the troop. 

For you I appear to be the best.
That's why you took me from the rest.
With some great skill you carve a face
Where once before was empty space.
Now I have two eyes that can see
And a smile that's rather scary.
You gaze upon my new expression
And take delight in your success in
Your new and eerie decorative piece
Which on Halloween you will release.
Now you're all set. Your carving is done.
Your front stoop will be a scary one.
Your jack-o-lantern this spooky night
May give trick-or-treaters quite a fright.

Here's another poem to celebrate this current season.  This was actually one that I had saved in here for about a month, and just never finished.  Hurray for Halloween, fall, October, and for finishing something!  I love the fall.  I'm sure I've said that several times in this blog already on other posts.  :-P  Anywhooo...  I got to carve a pumpkin this year.  It was by my front door.  Sadly, they never last long enough.  He wasn't able to sit there for long.  He had to go yesterday.  :-(  But, seeing him whenever I went out or in of the apartment was always fun.  Decorations always seem to put me a smile on my face.  It's always fun putting things up and getting festive for whatever holiday/season it is.  Taking them down on the other hand.......that's a different story.  I also got festive with my feet too.  :-P  I painted my toes with some orange and then some glittery black crackle nail polish.  Just ignore my ugly scar from my foot surgery.  Happy Halloween!

The Artist of the Kitchen

The Artist of the Kitchen

I am an artist

But not quite the customary designer

That you are accustomed to

I am an artist

But I work with a different medium

My craft takes

A proper time

An eye for flavors

Exact elements

Measured components

All combined in perfect harmony

To create every masterpiece I bring forth

My studio is unconventional

But for my artwork

My workspace is perfect

My creations are

Delectable

Alluring

Appetizing

Delicious

I am an artist of the kitchen

I got to bake quite a few things while I was home for my fall break.  I was very busy in the kitchen this last Saturday.  I made chocolate chip cookies, three loaves of pumpkin bread, and 2 dozen apple spice muffins.  Deliciousness.  I love to bake.  It's my favorite.  Baking (and cooking too) usually has a way of making me feel better.  I definitely enjoy it.  Especially when it starts to get chilly outside.  The oven has a way of warming up the house and making it smell wonderful.  And now that it is fall it was obviously necessary that I needed to BAKE ALL THE THINGS!  I see many homemade soups, cookies, cakes, breads, casseroles, and many more in the future.  Maybe I will even try some new recipes that I've never done before.  What are some of your favorite things to make during the fall season?

Outdoor Contentment

Outdoor Contentment

The scenes of beauty

Of God’s great creation.

Give me feelings

Of peace and elation.

On a hidden trail with

Mountains, rivers, and trees

Is where I find

I’m most at ease.

The outdoor world

Relaxes my soul.

Something about it

Makes me feel whole.

I want calm and rest

For body and mind

God’s earth is the only

Treatment designed

To help relieve stress

And boost self-esteem

Or maybe in some ways

It helps blow off steam.

Being outdoors

Gives rest and renewal

By using God’s wonders

As your recovery tool.

No matter what state of mind

I can always be content

In God’s authentic world

Where my time is well spent.

Over the last three weeks or so I have been REALLY wanting to get out more.  Like, go to places and find nature trails, go hiking, canoeing, backpacking, rapelling, kayaking, horse back riding, camping, and things like that.  I want to try new things.  I want to do things I already know I love.  I want to get away.  There's just something about being outside and doing those type of things that gives me true contentment and peace.  I'm pretty sure that this urge to get away came about and has excelled when my parents visited my sister and brother-in-law in Virginia.  The fall color was just changing in the trees and they did go on a trail at one point.  I loved seeing all the pictures and it did make me quite jealous that my parents got to go.  (The pictures posted are from my sister's camera on her phone during that trip and a few old ones from a trip I had to Colorado.)  But, it also inspired me to want to get away myself.  I feel like it's almost like I'd be starting a resolution in the middle of October.  Hopefully I will be able to get out and see what nature has to offer in my home state, Oklahoma.  I can go to places I've been to before.  And, I hope to go to places I've never seen and discover something new.  It is the perfect time of year to start something like this.  It's turning to fall.  Colors of the leaves will be beautiful and the temperature won't be sizzling or freezing.  It's perfect.  Now I just need to just find a place, get out there, and start exploring.  Why do I need to wait?

Expired Inhabitants

It has been WAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYY too long since I last posted.  I apologize to any of you out there who actually keep up with my writing.  I did have my fall break and I was able to write a few things while I was gone.  (I didn't have internet where I was, otherwise I would have gone ahead and posted them.)  Here is one of the poems I wrote.  It's kinda in honor of the fact that it is October and Halloween is coming up and also that The Walking Dead season 4 has started and that show is awesome.  I'm sure you know the topic of the poem now.  Zombies.  Fun stuff.  I will try to write some more and get some more posts on here soon!  Enjoy this zombie poem for now.

Expired Inhabitants

The world seems abandoned,

But only of those from the living population.

There are those remaining

Who walk this vacant yet occupied world.

Most limp and falter

With a constant lethargy.

Struggling onward

Towards an unknown,

unattainable destination.

A destination that doesn’t exist.

For them, time is their only abundance.

Nothing from their former humanity is important

They are but forgotten corpses.

Soulless shells.

The walking dead.

For them, there is only one necessity.

An essential sustenance.

It urges them to

They do not relent

Until their cephalic hunger

Is satiated.

But even then

It is invariably never enough.

The Ghost

The Ghost

There was a ghost
Who was the most
Frightening of them all.
He would scare
Here and there
On Halloween in fall.

Howling at night

Giving a fright

Using all his scaring smarts.

He would rattle some chains
And his ghostly remains
To put fear in others hearts.

Here's a little poem that I quickly (and poorly) wrote in the spirit of Halloween.  I know I've been behind with posts and I've been having some trouble with my creativity when attempting writing.  I hope with my fall break coming up I will be able to get back to that and maybe get ahead a little bit.  Share, comment, and let me know what you think.  Maybe take a peek at some of my other poems.

My Sister

I know that this post is not a poem.  And it also has nothing to do with poetry.  But, it's about my sister and her wonderful artwork.  I know I have mentioned her before.  Have you guys ever checked out her blog?  It's at this link here: hannahtuohyillustrator.blogspot.  She's got a lot of cool drawings and sketches and she's even illustrated a few books.  Also, in the spirit of fall, Thanksgiving, and Halloween, she's done some artwork that she's selling.  :-)  Here's the link for that post and what she has that's still left: For-Sale-Fall-Originals.  Here's some pictures of her artwork too.  I'm sure that you guys would be rather impressed if you checked out her blog or went to amazon and looked at a book she has illustrated.

Sunderland

Remember way back in amongst my previous posts oh here when  I put up the lyrics to a Justin Timberlake song that I liked?  It was Mirrors.  Well, here are some more lyrics for you to read.  This is a band that I've really grown to love.  They're from Hood River, Oregon.  They're called Sunderland.  They've got quite a few songs on iTunes already and they have some videos on Youtube as well.  Here are the links for some songs that are originals by them: Everybody Wants, Closer Now, Kaylee Keep Your Hands Off, and then Runaways.  Also, here's two videos of covers of songs that they did.  One being We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together by Taylor Swift and then Demons by Imagine Dragons.  Both of those are very good.  You should hear just a few of the songs by this group.  Who knows, maybe you will enjoy listening to them as much as I do.  Check them out on Facebook, Youtube, Instagram, or iTunes.  I don't think you would regret it.  :-)

Reason

By Sunderland

I've got to go.

Don't try to get me to stay.

I know your bags

Are to heavy to hold.

I'm too tired

And honey you've grown cold.

It's not gonna work.

There's just no way.

I can't clean up your messes

After you've made a mess of me.

You're just to young and reckless.

And I'm somewhere in between.

You've got to give me a reason darling.

You've got me hanging onto nothing at all.

When did your star stop shining?

Can you tell me when you lost your glow?

So pick it up

Or pack it out.

I've had enough

Of your let downs.

You've got to give me a reason darling.

You've got me hanging onto nothing.

Yeah looking inside

Can make you feel low.

It will eat you alive

It can take control.

Give it some time.

You can see what I mean.

I can't help you

If you won't help me.

I can't clean up your messes

After you've made a mess of me.

You're just to young and reckless.

And I'm somewhere in between.

You've got to give me a reason darling.

You've got me hanging onto nothing at all.

When did your star stop shining?

Can you tell me when you lost your glow?

So pick it up

Or pack it out.

I've had enough

Of your let downs.

You've got to give me a reason darling.

You've got me hanging onto nothing.

You got me good.

(Oh oh oh)

(Oh oh oh)

(Oh oh oh)

(Oh oh oh)

You've got to give me a reason darling.

You've got me hanging onto nothing at all.

You've lost your step, your focus.

Now every move just feels so wrong.

You've got to give me a reason darling.

You've got me hanging onto nothing at all.

When did your star stop shining?

Can you tell me when you lost your glow?

So pick it up

Or pack it out.

I've had enough

Of your let downs.

So pick it up

Or pack it out.

I've had enough.

A Cup of Comfort

A Cup of Comfort

You may think that a cup of coffee

Is nothing more than a morning drink.

But to me it is something

So much more than you would think.

The smells bring back memories

Feelings of relaxation.

Aromas that hint at good times

Contentment, bliss, and elation.

A cup of coffee.  A cup of comfort.

It makes me feel secure.

Coffee beans and creamer.

Nothing is more pure.

I sit and sip and simmer down

Enjoying this one brief moment.

Relaxing and rejuvenating

Knowing my time's well spent.

A cup of coffee.  A cup of comfort.

A brand new beginning to my day.

Forgetting my problems and worries.

As I gradually sip them away.

I used to hate the taste of coffee.  I thought it was disgusting and I had NO idea why my dad would even enjoy drinking it.  I did love the smell of coffee brewing or the aroma of freshly ground coffee beans though.  And as I got older and eventually into high school and college I came to delight in the taste and smells and comforts of drinking a good cup of coffee.  I will admit that it has to have the sweet stuff in it though.  I doubt I will ever drink my coffee black.  Now, I enjoy do a cup of coffee.  Especially when it's a morning where I can relax and enjoy it.  I prefer that over just waking up and drinking it in a hurry before school or work.  I want to sit outside in a comfortable chair and just appreciate the moment of relaxation and not worry about what I have to do later on in the day or week.  I want to just enjoy the moment of there and now.  And, of course, it wouldn't have been proper to NOT be drinking a cup of coffee while writing this poem.  I have it here next to me with my French Vanilla creamer in my Notre Dame Irish mug while watching OSU football on this glorious day where the outside temperature is currently 60 degrees.  Fall is approaching.  And I LOVE it!  :-)  

A Lack of Humor

A Lack of Humor

What's wrong with you?

Do you not understand?

Your sense of humor

Is utterly bland.

Do you not appreciate

My jest or witticism?

Because I do not admire

Your "anti-joke" criticism. 

Apparently you must not

Enjoy sarcasm or puns.

Maybe that is why

No one thinks you are fun.

Try being more open

To funny things and stuff

And then you might be

Less annoying or gruff.

I find your lacking 

Humor an offense.

How could a human

Clearly be so dense?

So if you do not like

Or understand my short gag

Will you kindly shut up, please.

Keep quiet and don't nag.

Sometimes people take even the simplest joke or the most innocent remark the wrong way.  Do people not understand sarcasm?  Do people not have a sense of humor?  Quit taking life so seriously.  Laugh at yourself and the world sometimes.  It's healthy for you.  :-P  Stop being such a humdrum and enjoy what humor is in the world and all the hilariousness it has to offer.

Autumn Leaves

Autumn Leaves

The leaves are changing.
They are exchanging
Their old pigmentation
For new coloration.
Goodbye to greens.
Hello new scenes.
Autumn is here.
It has appeared.
We now say hello
To red and yellow
And oranges too
Of every hue.
And when all the leaves
Have left the tree eaves
Autumn is "Goodbye"
And winter is "Hi".

I LOVE THE FALL!  I am seriously ready to have the change of weather.  Bring on the cooler temperatures, fall colors, college football, pumpkins, hot chocolate/coffee, Halloween, Thanksgiving, and the opportunity to wear hoodies, boots, and jeans!  I think that the fall is my favorite season.  And, I'm grateful to being able to live in a state where we have the chance to live all 4 seasons every year.  Gotta love Oklahoma!  It has been cooler these last few days.  It needs to stay that way or even cool down another 10-20 degrees.  I'd be perfectly fine with that too.

Time spent complaning about time is time wasted.

Time spent complaining about time is time wasted.

The clock tells the time

Every hour it chimes

With its ticking

And tocking

As if it is mocking

Persistently counting

While I am pouting

About time that has past

Too slow or too fast

But why complain

I have nothing to gain

For each minute I vent

More time has been spent

It’s something I cannot change

I complain too much sometimes.  Time is probably one of them.  I look at the clock and realize that time is going by too slowly or too quickly.  There's really nothing that I can do about it.  So why do I keep whining about it?  I should just face the facts and enjoy what time I have and what I'm able to do with the time that I'm given.  

Edible Happiness

Edible Happiness

The ingredients to happiness are before me.
Individually they mean nothing.
But together they're almost like heaven.
All it takes is the proper amount of each,
And a little work and some time
To enhance them into something significant.
A touch of this.
A bit of that.
Here and there add some others.
Give it a stir and watch it finish.
It takes some time.
But after a while you learn that it's worth it.
All that work, care, and effort put forth.
You come up with joy.
You end it with delight
You conclude with satisfaction
You retire with contentment.
You finish with happiness.
Edible happiness.
Happiness in the form of baking.
Happiness in the form of a cookie.

 

 

I love love LOVE to bake.  I greatly enjoy it and with fall coming up, I hope to do more.  I have a few things that are always my favorites, but I'm willing to try new things.  The pictures I posted are of a sugar cookie recipe that I had never tried before, a mint/chocolate cake that I made and experimented with piping on, and then an AMAZING spiced poppy seed cake recipe that I got from the blog Bake at 350.  You can find that blog here: bakeat350.blogspot.com.  I recommend checking it out and discovering some wonderful recipes of your own.  Or maybe you have an old favorite that you always enjoy making.  I hope to get to baking some new/old recipes sometime soon in my own future!

The Ignored Humdrum

The Ignored Humdrum

When people don’t pay attention

I feel like I’m being ignored.

Then why do I bother talking

If my listeners will be bored?

Am I really too plain and dull

To simply pay attention to?

Is there something that I don’t know.

Right now, am I boring you too?

Here's the new poem for today.  I'm going to have to get back to writing some more.  

Take It Easy

Take It Easy

Sometimes I get stressed,

Worn out,

And over stretched.

But I should learn

To relax,

Calm down,

And just take a breath.

This is some good advice.  I need to do this more often, I think.  Calm it down and just take it easy for a while.  Don't think about wanting to hit someone in the face with a brick.  There's no need to be irrational here.  Just breathe and slow down.  Don't let life wear me out.  What about you?  What do you think?

LET'S GO IRISH!

So, I love football.  More specifically, I love college football.  To get even MORE specific, I love Notre Dame football.  Today is their first game of this season, so to celebrate that I'm going to share their fight song.  Let's go Irish!!!!  Who do you guys root for on game days?

Victory March

Rally sons of Notre Dame:

Sing her glory and sound her fame,

Raise her Gold and Blue

And cheer with voices true:

Rah, rah, for Notre Dame

We will fight in ev-ry game,

Strong of heart and true to her name

We will ne'er forget her

And will cheer her ever

Loyal to Notre Dame

                                 Cheer, cheer for old Notre Dame,

Wake up the echoes cheering her name,

Send a volley cheer on high,

Shake down the thunder from the sky.

What though the odds be great or small

Old Notre Dame will win over all,

While her loyal sons are marching

Onward to victory.

Paste

Paste

It is such a waste

To write a poem about paste.

This was an old poem I wrote.  What more can I say?  :-P

Silent Bird of Prey

Silent Bird of Prey

Silent watching from a limb,

The owl sat patient, still.

The foe’s survival rather slim,

He sounded a loud shrill.

Spying eyes glowing grim,

Talons stretched to kill;

Speeding quiet straight for him,

A mouse will hunger fill.

So this was something that my mom and I kinda did together.  We basically each took turns writing a line to come up with the poem.  This is an old one that we wrote just for fun maybe a year ago.  I think it's pretty good for just a spur the moment kinda thing.  Also the first owl picture was a little more dramatic.  Here's something little more funny.  :-P  Enjoy.

Also, owls are awesome.  My sister would agree.  Did you know that before she liked them, she used to collect owl things and give them to me?  She would say that I was the one who had the obsession and collected owl things and memorabilia.  That's not really how it is anymore.  It turned from her forcing owl collecting on to me to her being the one with that hobby.  :-P

There were never such devoted sisters.

There were never such devoted sisters.

Would you please go away?

Having you near ruins my day.

I know this all sounds rather rude,

But I don’t care.  You’ve killed my mood.

If only you could disappear

Or teleport away from here.

I do not like you next to me

Even though you are family.

But I’ll still love you to the end.

You are my sister and best friend.

I have a wonderful sister.  And I love her very much.  She's basically my best friend.  I don't know what I would do without her.  She has been someone who has given me advice, looked out for me, and has made me laugh and smile.  She's such a great example to follow.  Also, she is a wonderful artist.  If you haven't seen her work on her blog go to her blog here: hannahtuohyillustrator.blogspot.com and check out some of her drawings.  She's wonderful.

I miss and love you, Hannah Banana!