Does anyone write?

Lorna · Post by **Lorna** » Tue Jun 15, 2004 8:31 pm

Great poem, Stef!!

Stef · Post by **Stef** » Tue Jun 15, 2004 8:41 pm

Thanks Lorna!!!!

Hugs,
Stef

Stef · Post by **Stef** » Wed Jun 16, 2004 4:34 am

Thanks CJ!

Hugs,
Stef

Rebecca · Post by **Rebecca** » Wed Jun 16, 2004 4:08 pm

Stef,
Excellent poem. I for one love the rain, colours become deeper, smells smell richer, it washes away the dust, dark clouds make me want to paint. It's as though the world comes alive.

Kersten,
Don't put yourself down, the passage I read of yours the other day was like poetry to me, I found it a great inspiration. One of my failings is to put myself down (see... there I go again)

Love to all
Rebecca xxx

PS. keep it coming girls...I love this thread!!

Rebecca · Post by **Rebecca** » Thu Jul 08, 2004 12:16 pm

Hi CJ,

Excellent writing, we have a nice theme going about rain, it seems. I was out in the rain today, we have quite a gale blowing so ~D~ and I went to the seaside and watched the rough seas. I took a few photos, it was a georgeous atmosphere.

The rain did fall, Oh, how it poured
The wind, she roared and screamed and roared

With the tide high, the sea a furious storm
Water boiling without shape nor form

We stood at that point where land meets sea
Defying the elements, so that we could be free

Soaked in the atmosphere, and soaked to the skin
Dance little children, wild weather's a-comin'

Love
Rebecca xxx

Shirley(SO) · Post by **Shirley(SO)** » Sun Jul 11, 2004 8:17 pm

Hello;

The following is the long version of one of two stories that I wrote about Butterflies : The stories " The Butterfly" and " The Cocoon " were written by me at about the same time and have a simular tread running thru them both at one point. " The Butterfly" is a rather long story ( at least longer then this one). I hope that you enojoy it.

THE COCOON

By: Shirley(SO)

A slow, sluggish, awkward catterpillar wondered the meadow. The few playmates that she had were either eaten or moved on. She was shunned or teased by the others. She felt very alone and sad. So one day she picked out a perfect spot to build a cocoon for herself.

She spun a wonderful, large cocoon for herself on a sturdy branch. The cocoon was so warm and comforting. This is where she felt safe and protected. She grew and changed while in it.

When the time came she did not want to leave. She remebered how the outside world had treated her so unkind. She remember all the teasing, all the jokes and ridicule, and being picked on. She remembered how it made her feel. She wondered." How the world would treat me now, will I be treated the same?".

One day she had no choice. The cocoon had gotten way too tight. She climbed out and his behind a large leaf. She unfurled her wings and rewrapped them around her body. This made her feel like she was still in her cocoon.

As time went on she slowly gained more confidence and spread her wings further and further away from her body. She was not ready to open them fully yet. She still felt like that awkward caterpillar.

One day she got up enough courage to wonder out and enough confidence to look at herself in the puddle of water below her. She was sure that she would see an awkward looking insect staring back at her. Before now she was afraid to look. She was afraid of what she would see.

She opened her wings, shut her eyes and bent down toward the water. She opened her eyes. To her surprise a beautiful butterfly was looking back at her. She thought, " That can't be me. ". She stared at her reflection for awhile. She was that beautiful butterfly.

She felt so wonderful and proud about the way she looked. She flew around the meadow showing off her beautiful wings. In a way it did not care to her if she was accepted or if others approved. She was feeling so good about herself..........

THE END

Shirley(SO) · Post by **Shirley(SO)** » Sun Jul 11, 2004 8:22 pm

Hello,

Sorry for the typing mistakes. I retyped it off the version I had in the old computer... I need a spelling and typing checker LOL.........

Shirley(SO)

Shirley(SO) · Post by **Shirley(SO)** » Mon Jul 12, 2004 7:20 am

Dear CJ;

Oh so glad you liked the story. I still feel like that awkward catterpillar a lot. I was an awkward caterpiller, a changing pupal, a beautiful butterfly a few times and now I am mostly an awkward insect.
I am trying to live without too much hassle.

The Butterfly is an even longer story. It goes more into wanting to be accepted and a feeling of belonging. I will someday also post it.

I am in a somber type of mood and am writing that way. Maybe the afternoon will be different....

Rebecca · Post by **Rebecca** » Mon Jul 12, 2004 11:42 am

Hi Shirley,

That really was a nice story, I felt emotion welling up , the tears start to form, really beautifull. It reminded me a little of the ugly duckling, my dad used to tell me that story when I was very young.... I'm getting all emotional again now........ Ahh

I would love to hear your other story about the butterfly

Love
Rebecca xxx

Jassmine(SO) · Post by **Jassmine(SO)** » Mon Aug 02, 2004 9:53 am

Howdy CJ,

Beautiful poem! Very touching, it brought a tear to my eye. I am looking forward to reading more from you

*Hugs & Love*

P.S. This one should come with a tissue alert

Rebecca · Post by **Rebecca** » Mon Aug 02, 2004 10:43 am

Hi CJ,

I love this area, it really grabs the heart.

A lovely piece of writing, very tender. I felt as if I had heard it before, as if I knew it. Then I remembered my oldie 'like a mirage' but it's more than that. It has the ability to touch.

I love it

Here's to you
Love
Rebecca xxx

Jassmine(SO) · Post by **Jassmine(SO)** » Tue Aug 03, 2004 11:17 am

Howdy CJ

Thanks for the kind words. You'll find a dozen or so of my poems (along with some amazing pieces written by my sisters, here) if you look back to the beginning of this thread. Reading your own poetry fires me up, Jassmine. Thanks.

Very cool

When I have some more time, I shall go back and read through them

I am still totally swamped here

I am so being a bad Jassmine right now, I have herds of laundry, cat boxes to scoop, boxes to unpack, data entry to finish, etc....

And reading yours has inspired me to start writing again, too

Thank you.

*Hugs & Love*

Laura Ashcroft · Post by **Laura Ashcroft** » Mon Dec 27, 2004 9:21 pm

Here is a poem or prose or whatever you wanna call it I wrote for a girl I met several years ago. It ended up not working out as far as a relationship, but we are still friends

YOU

There is a piece missing inside me
It hasn't been there since I was small,
It is the simple pure happiness you bring me,
Each and everytime you call.

My soul is not complete
I feel a great big hole, no it isn't small,
Until I am with you,
And then I feel it not at all.

You are an angel sent to me by God,
I thank him daily for this gift,
Finding a girl that I could love so totally,
And who could give my heart such a lift.

My heart leaps whenever I hear that ring,
When I hear your voice on the phone,
the warmth of your love fills me and,
It reassures me that I am not alone.

I can't tell you how bad I want you
In my life each and every day,
And I want to show my love for you,
In every imagineable way.

Beauty · Post by **Beauty** » Tue Feb 22, 2005 7:02 am

Hi CJ,

Still was as creative and sad as it was solemn and beautiful.

If I were more of the crying type I'd need tissues.

Beauty

Kyra · Post by **Kyra** » Tue Feb 22, 2005 10:12 pm

That was beautiful, CJ. Thank you.

Hugs,
Kyra