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Monday, September 26, 2011
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Meow, meow, Meow
April 2009
These are my little lovelys. Starting from the right is Mally, the family dog, a lab and chowchow mix. In the middle is my little baby, Sassy, a chihuahua mix, and Blondie, my sisters dog, another chihuahua mix.
Friday, September 23, 2011
To Autumn ( first day of Fall)
You came home last night almost dreary
your newest wounds, they made me teary
the pine cones cut your heels
the apples bruised your head
worms crawled out of peels
they sensed the walking dead
You came home last night and you told me you were sick
sick of life
sick of falling
your once healthy glow fading
your skin was turning cool
you seem as though your waiting
for leaves to collect in the pool
You came home last night, I knew that you were dying
your skin was rough
your body skeletal
and then you started crying
You came home last night worn out and dry
the temperature dropping slowly in your sky
the pumpkins weighed you down
the cinnamon made you sneeze
the blood came dripping down
you ended up on your knees
You came home last night, crawling on the earth
crawling on your belly
crawling on all fours
you opened your mouth and emitted aroma
of the bodies they harvest by the shed
your body turned over revealing a lipoma
your palate again turning red.
You came home last night, your eyelids growing crisp
your trees still reached
changing colors, not effort
your voice picked up a lisp
your dying and I wont help you
I love watching your hair fall in clumps
your dark eyelashes migrate
your heart slowly quiet its thumps. . .
(This is a poem I wrote about Autumn, obviously, around this time last year. I still love it.)
your newest wounds, they made me teary
the pine cones cut your heels
the apples bruised your head
worms crawled out of peels
they sensed the walking dead
You came home last night and you told me you were sick
sick of life
sick of falling
your once healthy glow fading
your skin was turning cool
you seem as though your waiting
for leaves to collect in the pool
You came home last night, I knew that you were dying
your skin was rough
your body skeletal
and then you started crying
You came home last night worn out and dry
the temperature dropping slowly in your sky
the pumpkins weighed you down
the cinnamon made you sneeze
the blood came dripping down
you ended up on your knees
You came home last night, crawling on the earth
crawling on your belly
crawling on all fours
you opened your mouth and emitted aroma
of the bodies they harvest by the shed
your body turned over revealing a lipoma
your palate again turning red.
You came home last night, your eyelids growing crisp
your trees still reached
changing colors, not effort
your voice picked up a lisp
your dying and I wont help you
I love watching your hair fall in clumps
your dark eyelashes migrate
your heart slowly quiet its thumps. . .
(This is a poem I wrote about Autumn, obviously, around this time last year. I still love it.)
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Please be patient.
I'm sorry to say that it may be awhile until I post any original pictures or artwork on here, or any other of my blogs for that matter. You see, recently our computer was switched and on this one I've tried downloading the software that I usually use to edit my pictures but it's an outdated and awfully stupid version for some reason. I can't save any of the pictures and the actual editing of them is very below par. so, sorry, I shall get this sorted out eventually, as it is very important to me. Please stick with me...
In the meanwhile, I'll just post everything else I normally do that's not personally mine, like this beautiful deer...
Sunday, September 11, 2011
She was, and still is...
LOST. This is how I feel right now, lost. I feel as though there's no real direction my blog is taking and I want to create better posts, but I'm for some reason unable to do that. It's becoming filled with meaningless words and pictures, I do not like it. I'm sorry I need to find my way, hopefully I'll find the mad cat soon so he can point me in the right direction...
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
My first time?
Just a little personal update. So Chevelle is coming here soon, in case you didn't know they are my favourite band right now, favourite with a capitol F, I haven't liked a band as much as I love these guys. I don't find any one of them attractive and I'm not all fangirl over them, so you know that my love for them is purely based off of sound, I love Petes voice, it's truly heaven and hell to me. Anyway, the only band I hear they're coming here with is Bush which I'm not a huge fan of. I still haven't checked out prices or anything but if I do decide to go it'll be my first concert. This wasn't too interesting, I know, but I felt the need for a little more personality on my blog.
do I even have that?
Friday, September 2, 2011
Head in the clouds.
I forgot to post these in August, but it's close enough. It just bothers me because I'm OCD organized like that. (I'm not really OCD, it's just something that everyone has a quality of and mine is organization.)
Anyway, one day last August the sun was right behind this large mass of clouds and you could see the rays shining through and the light creating an outline. ( I have more pictures. )
August 2010
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