~Psalm 25:4-5~

Show me Your ways, O Lord.
Teach me Your paths.
  Guide me in all Your truth and teach me.
For You are God my Savior and my hope is in You 
all day long.


27 March 2010

I have a cold

Colds have this horrible affect on me.

Not only is my body completely worn out, my head aches and my eyes water.

But... I also have these huge mood swings that also involve inspirational urges to write or edit photos or attempt to work on something that might resemble poetry.

Normally when I have a cold I spend most of day either sleeping or watching movies or trying to move. And then night time comes around and I want to get up and clean my room and write and then I end up coughing until I force myself to lie down and get to sleep anyway I think it has a bad affect on my health....

So I was reading an article this one author has on his website, he says that those who are truly writers write everyday if they don't, writing must be only a hobby for them. If you were to look at my life right now you would say that writing must be only a hobby for me. But trust me, I love writing! And so.... (possibly due to this odd urge for doing something from the cold) I've decided to write everyday. Even if it is only just a thought that never makes the blog. I'm determined to write.

Did you ever see the Waltons? I love that TV show. It's about a family who lives in the mountains during the Depression. On that show John-boy is a writer. He writes down everything that happens to him, and he doesn't even have a typewriter. All he has is a pad of paper and a pencil. I'm always impressed by how much he writes, without a computer. But even more I'm impressed by his passion for writing. So I'm going to work on igniting that passion for writing again.

Passion.

Something that moves us to action, drives us to do. A beautiful amazing wonderful thing. God thank you for giving me a love and a passion for writing! (One other thing God, do you think you could give me some talent for writing too?)

Anyway, that's what is on my head right now.

Beth

21 March 2010

~DARK~

Just a small incident that took place in the dark

The creak of the stairs was the only sound

The shadow on the wall followed me silently

My feet in slippers sped

I looked behind me

Nothing

The looming blackness was all around

The rhythm of my heart beat violently

My poor tiny soul was filled with dread

I tried to flee

But found something

A bump to my knee

A scream to awaken

Lights bursting on

All of a sudden

I see

The dashing, speeding, trampled cat




11 March 2010

Damsel in Distress- A Cliche Poem


Screaming in fear
The dragon approaches
Who is to help me?
Fainted on the couch
Lies a man, dressed in silver
What now?
I grab my skirts
Valiantly I step forward
Brandishing the nearest chair
I walk closer to the monster
He smiles and asks
“Would you like a cup of tea?”
The man jumps up and says
“Please add sugar”
What happened to my distress?
Happy Ending
Please, I can do it myself.
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