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On ‘Throwback Thursdays’ I want to share some older Poems and post of mine. I hope you will enjoy!
Today I want to share a Poetrics with you I wrote for my little brother a while ago.
Poetrics is a combination of lyrics from some of my favorite songs and poetry I write inspired by these songs.
I take the essence of the song, the meaning it has, and write a poem on that. Then I let the lyrics of the song dance through the poem.
Note: The lyrics always stay the property of the band or artist who wrote them. All the credit goes to them.
Part of the lyrics of “I Won’t Give Up” by Jason Mraz
I don’t wanna be someone who walks away so easily
I’m here to stay and make the difference that I can make
Our differences they do a lot to teach us how to use
The tools and gifts we got, yeah, we got a lot at stake
And in the end, you’re still my friend at least we did intend
For us to work we didn’t break, we didn’t burn
We had to learn how to bend without the world caving in
I had to learn what I’ve got, and what I’m not, and who I am
I won’t give up on us
Even if the skies get rough
I’m giving you all my love
I’m still looking up, still looking up.
Powerful and heartbreaking poem written by my sweet friend Edward ❤
I’m tired of
Being degraded
Not being noticed
A person no one
Cares about
I’m tired
Of not getting credit
For what I do
I’m tired of not
Getting acknowledged
For doing something
for someone
I’m tired of getting
Shit on by my family
For no reason
I’m tired of going to a place
Where no one wants me
Tired of my parents
I’m tired
of people saying
‘Put a smile on your face’
Tired and
Dying inside
I am tired
Of ‘Home’
My friend Phil asked me to make a spoken version of this poem, so here you go Phil! 🙂
Click to listen–> Breathe into me
Breathe into me
–
Breathe into me
And wake my sleeping soul
It’s been lying motionless
And petrified
Breathe into me
And defrost my frozen heart
It’s been still for so long now
And cold
Breathe into me
And bring my spirit back to life
It’s been dying for a while
And torn
Breathe into me
And save me from this hell
I need resurrection
And life
Breathe
Into
Me…
–
Just Patty
A little while ago I told you that my Dutch fantasy novel Drägan Duma – Zij Die Hoort got nominated for the Hebban Fantasy Award for best fantasy novel of 2014.
Yesterday, we had the award ceremony and my book is chosen as third best fantasy novel of 2014! Woohoo!
This, of course, would not have been possible without your support so I would like to thank you all so much. It’s a dream coming true.
If you would like to see the photos of the ceremony, please check out my Dutch site right HERE.
Lots of Love and thank you so much again!
Patty
Breathe into me
–
Breathe into me
And wake my sleeping soul
It’s been lying motionless
And petrified
Breathe into me
And defrost my frozen heart
It’s been still for so long now
And cold
Breathe into me
And bring my spirit back to life
It’s been dying for a while
And torn
Breathe into me
And save me from this hell
I need resuscitation
And life
Breathe
Into
Me
–
Just Patty
Beautiful poem by my friend Callum! ❤
Like taking wetness from water
or cold from the snow,
the shine from a diamond
or the moon’s splendid glow;
joined by a bond
that serenades in dreams,
an endless union that
flows in streams.
Nothing can separate
this love from my heart –
in the puzzle of life
you’re an integral part.
On ‘Throwback Thursdays’ I want to share some older Poems and post of mine. I hope you will enjoy!
This time I’ve chosen a couple of my Haiku’s (who are actually more Senryu’s now I think about it lol) 🙂
Every week I want to share an amazing blogger with you all, so you can check out their blogs and maybe make some new friends!
All of these bloggers have amazed me with their art, kind heart, friendship and skills.
You ready? Here we go!
Meet Rene
–> http://nae50.wordpress.com/ <–
A little about Rene
I am 50. Yeah! Ok, I have cried, whined, and even talked with a guy who told me he was Father Time. I am thinking he was not and he was just an old man trying to hit on me. Anywho, fifty was right around the corner. Yes, I am slightly obsessed with this change in my life. I don’t feel 50, although I am not sure what 50’ers feel like. I just remember thinking, and this doesn’t seem like too long ago, ‘OMG! You are 50. That is so old. I am never going to be 50. Kill me before I get that old.’ Well, nobody has killed me yet, maybe that is at the surprise b-day party. I feel 35, and I know what that felt like. I was independent, had my cool ass truck, and my life was great. I had a great career at the time, and was dating a lot. So, I think I will just turn 35 again at this b-day. PEOPLE TAKE NOTE: This year will be my 35th b-day.
Okay, about the rest of me. I have a “crew of three”: a Bichon Frise (M) who is not show worthy by a long shot simply because ‘his mamma’ cuts his hair’; I have a Maine Coon (not a hat!) (F) who is the oldest of us all, including older than me; and then the littlest one, my all black Ragamuffin cat (F) who is almost as old (6 months younger) as the Maine Coon.
I also like reading, long walks in the sand, piña colada…oh wait, NOT! I do like reading, and have loved it even more since I bought my kindle. I am not going to advertise kindle, but since my eyesight has been suffering due to a medication I am on, the kindle has put books back in my hand. Writing is cool, when I come with something brilliant or funny, it is cooler. Photography is great, but I haven’t done much in recent years. I blame that on the atmosphere (‘Vegas is just not photograph material for me personally) and my health (until I either get surgery I need or a wheelchair, I am stuck in a cave in the middle of this town). I have some great slides I really would like to transfer to my computer.
On an average day, which is so screwed up since my sleep cycle is off so bad from the meds, I usually accomplish at least the following: brush my teeth; walk the dog; feed the crew; eat something in which I can add my Hemp Hearts; walk the dog; feed the Coon; check my MSN email; check my Yahoo! email; check my Face Book account; listen to Pandora; walk the dog; feed the crew; clean my cave; read from my kindle; and drink my Mate. Some days are better than others and I actually write at least on my book, or a story. I also love to read the Sun Magazine, just to get a glimpse of other people’s thoughts and ideas. I have learned a lot about just accepting people through the Sun. I do not like reading the comments which are judgmental: I just read and try to focus on the words and the person who is writing or being described.
Rene is an awesome blogger with a huge heart! She blogs about serious things like fibro, but more often she makes posts that bring a smile to your face.
Check out her page!
To me, Rene is a warrior in heart and soul and a lovely friend! Besides that, she’s a Supernatural fan which immediately makes me love her! 🙂
Dear Rene, this is for you.
Lots of Love
Patty
A little poem about life by my friend Edward ♥
Life
Whats with it
It seems that all
It wants to do is push you down
And make you fall on your face
Lifes like a bully once it
Pushes you down it just stands there and
Laughs at you
You have to stand up to it
Like you would a bully
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