Burning sparks fly up
With each hammer there's more
Magic fills the air
The forge is white hot
The Elven blacksmith precise
The product, perfect
A dagger of glass
Bluer still than sky or sea
Made to match thine eyes
May it be defense
Against all dangers you meet
In the times to come
This blessing for you
Comes from he that loves you most
Though you'll never know
Now go.
9.25.2007
Oceans and Roses
I am like a rose,
Still tightly closed,
Waiting for the sun
To smile down
And convince me
To blossom.
I am like the ocean,
With many depths,
Many layers.
One alone is not me,
You must explore them all
To truly find me.
Still tightly closed,
Waiting for the sun
To smile down
And convince me
To blossom.
I am like the ocean,
With many depths,
Many layers.
One alone is not me,
You must explore them all
To truly find me.
9.23.2007
sighs
i miss summer.
i miss talking to you.
even though i just was.
i miss freedom.
i miss driving.
even though i just was.
i miss swimming.
i miss sitting in the sun.
even though i just was.
i miss you.
even though i just saw you.
an odder anomaly
there never was
~bethany joy
i miss talking to you.
even though i just was.
i miss freedom.
i miss driving.
even though i just was.
i miss swimming.
i miss sitting in the sun.
even though i just was.
i miss you.
even though i just saw you.
an odder anomaly
there never was
~bethany joy
9.19.2007
Untitled 2
What have I done?
I fear my own actions-
Is it my fault?
Did I lead you on?
I never wanted to hurt you
That was farthest from my mind.
We were just friends-
I thought you were satisfied.
Just because we're girl and boy,
does that mean friendship holds no joy?
I thought it did, I reveled in it too.
Did you think there was more set aside for you?
You said you'd wait,
But who knows how long that will be
And your love could have turned to hate,
Your tenderness no longer for me.
You've always lifted me when i've been down,
you're a gem among sharp rocks,
anyone to replace you would never be found.
If I can't love you, will you leave- just like that?
I dont want to hurt you.
Please dont leave me.
I love you dearly,
My Best Friend.
I fear my own actions-
Is it my fault?
Did I lead you on?
I never wanted to hurt you
That was farthest from my mind.
We were just friends-
I thought you were satisfied.
Just because we're girl and boy,
does that mean friendship holds no joy?
I thought it did, I reveled in it too.
Did you think there was more set aside for you?
You said you'd wait,
But who knows how long that will be
And your love could have turned to hate,
Your tenderness no longer for me.
You've always lifted me when i've been down,
you're a gem among sharp rocks,
anyone to replace you would never be found.
If I can't love you, will you leave- just like that?
I dont want to hurt you.
Please dont leave me.
I love you dearly,
My Best Friend.
9.18.2007
Acts 20:24
Acts 20:24
I consider my life worth nothing if only i may finish the race to complete the task that the Lord Jesus has given me; the task of testifying to the gosple of God's grace.
1. I first read the bible when i was first learning to read :P
my little kid picture book bible. but this verse i memorized last year for Bible Quizzing and it stuck with me.
2. This verse hits me because Paul was like totally bent on doing what ever God wanted him to do. It also hits me because as a runner i can relate it to my race experience. Even though you're in pain, you keep going because the only thing on your mind is finishing.
3. passage above, significance already explained.
4. prompt:
what drives your life?/ what makes life worth living for you?
(trrruuuee laaaaaaavvve.
true love! he said true love! you cannot ask for a more noble cause than that!
true love is the nobelest cause in the world- except a mlt- mutton lettuce and tomatoe sandwich, where the mutton is nice and lean... but he clearly said 'to blaaave' and we all know to blave means to bluff so he was probably playing cards and he cheated
LIAR LIAR LIAARRR!
... ok i'll stop, i LOVE that movie, my whole family can quote it like practically all the way through. for extra brownie points name that movie!)
I consider my life worth nothing if only i may finish the race to complete the task that the Lord Jesus has given me; the task of testifying to the gosple of God's grace.
1. I first read the bible when i was first learning to read :P
my little kid picture book bible. but this verse i memorized last year for Bible Quizzing and it stuck with me.
2. This verse hits me because Paul was like totally bent on doing what ever God wanted him to do. It also hits me because as a runner i can relate it to my race experience. Even though you're in pain, you keep going because the only thing on your mind is finishing.
3. passage above, significance already explained.
4. prompt:
what drives your life?/ what makes life worth living for you?
(trrruuuee laaaaaaavvve.
true love! he said true love! you cannot ask for a more noble cause than that!
true love is the nobelest cause in the world- except a mlt- mutton lettuce and tomatoe sandwich, where the mutton is nice and lean... but he clearly said 'to blaaave' and we all know to blave means to bluff so he was probably playing cards and he cheated
LIAR LIAR LIAARRR!
... ok i'll stop, i LOVE that movie, my whole family can quote it like practically all the way through. for extra brownie points name that movie!)
9.17.2007
9.13.2007
Blank Paper Calls to me
Blank paper calls to me
It cries out loudly "come fill me!"
And so against my will,
I lift my quill and let the ink flow
Wondering where my words will go.
Will they inspire someone to live?
Or will the convince someone to give
A little time to their neglected kid?
Will my words give the kid a chance
to be held and loved, not dismissed by cold glance?
But if words could do this,
Would not the whole world be writing
Things they hoped might be inspiring?
And if we all wrote all day
Would words still be special in that way,
Or would they become common place,
And writers with important messages die in disgrace?
I dont beleive that will be the case,
A frightening extreme i dont like to contemplate.
But possibilities is what we explore,
And the world always wants to hear more.
Then slowly i staunch the flow
And see where my words did go
Sometimes i'm proud,
Usually, i hope its never read out loud.
But occasionally theres a gem,
That peeks out of the mayhem,
And makes writing worthwhile.
It cries out loudly "come fill me!"
And so against my will,
I lift my quill and let the ink flow
Wondering where my words will go.
Will they inspire someone to live?
Or will the convince someone to give
A little time to their neglected kid?
Will my words give the kid a chance
to be held and loved, not dismissed by cold glance?
But if words could do this,
Would not the whole world be writing
Things they hoped might be inspiring?
And if we all wrote all day
Would words still be special in that way,
Or would they become common place,
And writers with important messages die in disgrace?
I dont beleive that will be the case,
A frightening extreme i dont like to contemplate.
But possibilities is what we explore,
And the world always wants to hear more.
Then slowly i staunch the flow
And see where my words did go
Sometimes i'm proud,
Usually, i hope its never read out loud.
But occasionally theres a gem,
That peeks out of the mayhem,
And makes writing worthwhile.
views on life
sometimes life is too goo d to be true
and sometimes life is too bad to be true.
the other day i was talking to my friend and discussing how my life had started rapidly spiraling downwards and she was like
"like getting flushed" and then we both laughed :P
but after a toilet gets flushed it fills back up!
so even though i dont like being compared with a toilet, its good to remember that when things are going down, its just getting cleaned up! and then life will be good agian for a while.
and sometimes life is too bad to be true.
the other day i was talking to my friend and discussing how my life had started rapidly spiraling downwards and she was like
"like getting flushed" and then we both laughed :P
but after a toilet gets flushed it fills back up!
so even though i dont like being compared with a toilet, its good to remember that when things are going down, its just getting cleaned up! and then life will be good agian for a while.
9.12.2007
Untitled
What kind of life is this
we get close
you reach out...
To hold me down!
You manipulate
and give false hope.
I can't take this anymore,
threw my cell phone to the floor
and cried
myself
to sleep
I ignore your calls
and my cell phone mocks me
daring me to answer
i refuse.
We have to change
we can't do this anymore
my heart is cracking
i'm trying to save it from shattering
i used to run to you for comfort
now its you causeing the pain
i dont know where to turn
you used me for your own gain
did you think it was all a game;
your cryptic e-mails words and looks?
you wielded a deadly weapon
wrapped up and disguised as friendship
worming its way deeper into my heart
like the sword of the wraith
only magic can save me now
the magic of friendship
for that can truly heal
its the coolest soothing salve
its the gentlest treatment
its the most rewarding gift
to give or to receive
And your trojan horse
that planned my destrustion
did not count on my allies'
fury and distain
of your barbarian tactics.
they surge around me,
a protective wall
in my time of weakness
inside there's comfort
outside there's your death
their fury at my attack
burns your trojan horse to the ground
and now
you
have
nothing
we get close
you reach out...
To hold me down!
You manipulate
and give false hope.
I can't take this anymore,
threw my cell phone to the floor
and cried
myself
to sleep
I ignore your calls
and my cell phone mocks me
daring me to answer
i refuse.
We have to change
we can't do this anymore
my heart is cracking
i'm trying to save it from shattering
i used to run to you for comfort
now its you causeing the pain
i dont know where to turn
you used me for your own gain
did you think it was all a game;
your cryptic e-mails words and looks?
you wielded a deadly weapon
wrapped up and disguised as friendship
worming its way deeper into my heart
like the sword of the wraith
only magic can save me now
the magic of friendship
for that can truly heal
its the coolest soothing salve
its the gentlest treatment
its the most rewarding gift
to give or to receive
And your trojan horse
that planned my destrustion
did not count on my allies'
fury and distain
of your barbarian tactics.
they surge around me,
a protective wall
in my time of weakness
inside there's comfort
outside there's your death
their fury at my attack
burns your trojan horse to the ground
and now
you
have
nothing
blah blah blah its all about me today :P
a) my personal writing interests: i really like writing poetry, i think its a lot easier than short stories, but i like to write stories too, they just always end up really cheesy.
b) I really enjoy tolkein, its like SO COOL that he invented all those languages out of his head its like mind boggleing. i also enjoy Tamora Pierce which is also fantasy but it reads like historical fiction because of how she sets up her world. I love that kind of thing so i also like CS Lewis and his Narnia books.
c) example of my own writing will be in another post because i like it to stand alone, not with all this other rambling of mine.
okey dokey thats all, now go read my poem.
b) I really enjoy tolkein, its like SO COOL that he invented all those languages out of his head its like mind boggleing. i also enjoy Tamora Pierce which is also fantasy but it reads like historical fiction because of how she sets up her world. I love that kind of thing so i also like CS Lewis and his Narnia books.
c) example of my own writing will be in another post because i like it to stand alone, not with all this other rambling of mine.
okey dokey thats all, now go read my poem.
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