African Adventure

I have decided that I want to use this blog page as something to journal about my journey to Africa. This time next year (june-july 2009) I plan to be in Rwanda for a month. I am receiving help to raise funds from a dear, long time friend of the family who said she wants me to be able to see the world and more.
I have been wanting to travel to multiple areas of the continental Africa since I was a young child. Rwanda has been on my list for quite some years, especially after I saw the movie "Hotel Rwanda". I have always had some sort of connection to Africa that Ive never understood ... like a magnetic pull.
The trip next year is a study abroad type thing with the college. It is to get communication and film studies credit ... neitehr of which are my major. I have taken a communications class before, but its not something that I plan on going in to.
My only reason for going, is to finally set foot on the land that has been calling me for years. To experience what Ive been longing to experience. I am very excited for this trip and with the help of Shelly I think it might actually happen.

Writers block

So for quite some time now I have been having some sort of writers block. At least where poetry is concerned. I wasnt worried about it until an occasion arised last week where I had this intense urge to write a poem ... there were all these words inside me that just couldnt come out. So in an effort to heal my writers block, I recently started two journals. One features all my dreams. I find that the more I write the more I remember and the more poetic it seems. My second journal is more personal ... I write to my feelings. I guess thats an effort of self healing, a new form of therapy ... I like it so far.
I am going to write here more also ... perhaps that will help :)

Absent

So I realise that I havnt been on here in a very long time ... although I did post a poem about a month ago or so. I have really gotten into short stories, non-fiction and column writing. This might have something to do with the journalism class that I am currently taking. But for whatever reason, writing all these other genres has caused me to have some kind of poetry block :( All my head now produces is story ideas. I have spent hours just writing stories. So I hope that my poetry mind comes back soon ... or else I will have to change my email address (a_poets_mind) to something like 'a_writers_mind'.
Anyway, I opologize for my absence ... perhaps I will start posting my short stories etc on here as well.
I hope you are all well!
Keep writing.

My Secret Angel

Guiding me, you are an Angel
On my darkest nights
When my path is hidden
Shielded from all lights

Shielding me from acid rain,
Shielding me from tears.
You have helped me get past inner pain
That’s slowed me down for years.

Stumbling backwards, losing my way,
Not sure what to do.
Helping me get back on track
I can always turn to you.

All Angels must one day leave
When their work in done.
Sadly you may one day leave
And I will be alone.

My heart will break and tears will fall
But in time I’ll heal.
But I will love you forever and always.
I promise that love is real.

Dreamer's Waltz

Laying on a cloud
Eyes closed, your
Fingertips find
My pale white
Skin
Beneath the layers of cloth
That hide me.
Goose bumps raise
Like mountainous storm clouds,
And the hairs stand tall
As though a cold breeze
From the arctic atmosphere
Found its way through
The plush beneath me.
Your warm breath
Covers me like a blanket,
A blanket I don’t want
To part with on an icy cold
Winter’s night.
Your fingers like a comb
Glide through the hair
That leaps out from my head
As though a cascading
Waterfall
Sending shivers
Down the waves of my back.
Your lips reach mine
With an unforeseen
Gentle force
That makes me want you more.
You whisper
Golden words so pure
That ricochet off the
fluffy walls around us.
Your voice,
How it makes me tremble.
Aroma rises
From the temple
That is your body and
Enters my soul
Awakening me
To the world
That is yours.
I pull you closer,
Not wanting to let go.
How I wish we
Could lie here, entangled
In our thoughts forever,
As our thoughts
Waltz
Among the clouds.

Let It Go (composed in Eng 251)

Screaming by the cliff’s edge
I let it all go.
The anger leaves my body
In sound waves.
Sound waves that bounce
From rock to rock.
I disturb the sleeping
Seagulls who fly away
From the pain
I just let go.
I let it all go.
I scream a second time,
This time for fear,
I let that go too.
A squirrel scurries
Away from my fear,
Hiding.
I let it all go
And then feel as though
I could fly.
I no longer hold the weight
Of the world on my shoulders.
I let it all go.

Antiquated

He sat in the corner
Of a room that had nothing
But water stains on the walls
And ceiling.
The concrete burns his feet,
He longs for freedom.
A wooden stool in the corner
Is his only friend.
He sits and waits.
The light flickers as
Though it represents the
Heart of the man it
Surrounds.
He pulls a blade
From his pocket and
In one brisk
Movement the light
Goes out for the
Last time.