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3月31日 RedCrow
High up above where the carrion crow flies There sits the sun, up into the sky it will always rise Up into the cloudless sky Up it rose like his mournful cry
Its rays shining onto the lustrous wings Of the carrion crow, the king of kings It shines on the black winged ring It shines on the ring of kings
The ring of death moves slowly down Until it hangs above his head like a black winged crown It hangs above the exhausted man It hangs above where the dry river ran
Their harsh cries scream through the air Ruthless howls that where too much to bear The screams echo through his head The screams are the swansong for the dead
The raw-boned man stumbles away His feet in the thick sand, his thoughts kept at bay He stumbles from fate He stumbles too late
The sinking sun spills its light on the desert sand Its red fading beams reflects the scarlet river soaking into the land It soaks into the desert sand It soaks from the spot where the man did stand
And around the black billed mouth of the king There was now a scarlet ring A ring of blood A ring of the man’s own red, warm blood 3月30日 Lessons from a TreeThe Trouble-free Life
The sun slants over the wall, throwing its golden hue like a blanket over the leaves of the tree, illuminating their every vein and accentuating their colour. The tree stood for a moment, basking in the warmth and kindness of the rays. Although it had stood in the sun all day, it still took the time every night to appreciate what the sun did for it. As the sun reluctantly slipped over the horizon, shadows fell over the tree and it prepared itself for the quite coolness of night, enjoy and accepting the gifts of darkness just as it had taken pleasure in the joys of day.
People come closer to you and are nicer to you if you thank them for it. The way to be happy is to accept every gift as it comes and not to wish for something that cannot be.
-Laura 3月29日 Quote of the DayHave patience with all things, but chiefly have patience with yourself. Do not lose courage in considering your own imperfections, but instantly set about remedying them - every day begin the task anew. -- Francis de Sales HoildaysI'm so glad that school holidays are nearly upon us. This term has been so busy, such a adjustment, such a challenge, so hard and so long that I really need a holiday! But, as with all things, there has been good in it as well, mostly meeting new people, facing and overcoming new challenges and just ... generally growing as a person I hope. :) 3月25日 ScaredI'm figuring out who I am and what I want from life and what I believe in and what the purpose of life is and what it means to be alive. I'm becoming philosophical and deep and I'm thinking too much. I think that's it. I'm thinking too much.
It's not that I'm not doing things, it's just that I can do things and think at the same time. Don't you just hate that? Trying to figure out what you are going to do with your life while swimming length upon length in the gym's pool. Reading other people's blogs and then when I comment ... all this stuff comes streaming out of my head. One's mind is really amazing, you can phyic yourself up or depress yourself. But most scary of all ... you can lie to yourself.
Life is really scary. WeekendThis weekend was brilliant. My dad and I went on a four-by-four trip and got stuck in the mud. And there was a river ... and there were millions of ants! I climbed out of the car to see if we would make it over an obstacle. The next thing I know, I look down at my stinging feet and see a mass of ants on my shoes. (Okay, so that's a bit of an exaggeration, but there were a lot of them.) I don't particularily dislike ants, it's just that these were big and they were BITING me! So, of course, I jump into the car as fast as I can and tear my shoes and socks off my feet. Then I squished as many of the ants as possible so that I could put my shoes on again. It was a very traumatic experience. 3月17日 Masks
Pretence
I put the mask on carefully Making sure it sits just right Vigilantly I wear it Keeping the real me from sight
I’m off to my daily masquerade Camouflage securely in place I step out into the big, wide world A smile painted onto my false face
I cloak and cover up my feelings Never letting my true colours shine through When I want nothing more Than “to my own self be true”
I want others to see me See my own laughter and strife Even though I want others to like me I want to live my life
I need to throw off this facade Feel the sun on my skin Before the darkness becomes my death mask So that my new life can begin
StrangeIs it strange that I like blog entries that are black more than any other colour?
Is it strange that I love the smell of clean sheets when you are lying in bed, tired and sleepy?
Is it strange that I feel lonely when there are other people in the room, but feel crowded when I am alone?
Is it strange that I want to get to know myself better? Just me, as a person?
Is it strange that I want others to know and like me? Just me, as a person?
Is it strange that I think people often see a shell of me, a stereotype, a mask?
Is is possible that I can put a mask on while wanting nothing more that others to see me without it on? 3月12日 CricketWOOOOOOOOOOOOO-HOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We WON the cricket! We actually WON the cricket!!!!!!!!!!!! 3月5日 Memories“For the memories themselves are not important. Only when they have changed into our very blood, into glance and gesture, and are nameless, no longer to be distinguished from ourselves – only then can it happen that in some very rare hour the first word of a poem arises in their midst and goes forth from them.” Rainer M. Rilke 3月4日 ElfwoodToday I am trying to convince people to read some of my stories, trying to get people to my Elfwood site. So, if you have time, please click on the link below, or on my Favorites list, and just read a poem or something. Please leve a comment while you are there, it's very simple and easy to do, no login. If you add your e-mail address, you'll get an automatic e-mail of my response to your comment. As soon as you are in the Elfwood Woods, you won't want to leave. Check out the art section, there are some really talented people.
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