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moody, broody, sad, weird
ladyalastrina

I have actually attempted poetry and prose once again and so far I'm suceeding admirably.  =)
These two are cross-posted from my myspace blog.

2-20
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Difference
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Blessed are the unreasonable,
the black sheep,
the outcasts......... for having the spine to shrug off the binding labels society's rules place upon them.

I refuse to feel ashamed for NOT
b
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    n
     d
        i
         n
           g
and
      conforming to the one-dimensional, when my spirit runs hot and deep

Why must I limit myself to what is easily recognizable to simpletons?
Why must I be only ONE facet, ONE personality, ONE persona,

so shallow and unimaginative when there are infinite parts to play in this theater called Life?

I am all and yet one, still me but as adaptable as water seeking it's own level.
One cannot judge that.

and

2-22
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Walking between realities
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I am a creator, birthing ideas to here from elsewhere.
I am an artist, the conduit between the creative planes of existence.

I walk b
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          w
           e
           e
           n realities and bring to the light that which does not exist within this realm.
Mother of ideas, I am midwife to the creative force that pervades each cell of my being, harmonizing with the energy around me and manifesting my visions to this reality.

Each smudge of lead and broken pencil tip brings me closer to perfection.

~A~
2008


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