Poetry Slammed

This candle is lighting my world.
This world is quiet...a little damp.
But this is my world
in the world of open windows
and leaky roofs
and empty houses
and empty dreams
and empty candles to wet to light.

This candle lit for me
and this candle is lighting my world.

Forget this time I spend alone
with my world being lit
by the raindrop's pitter-patter
on the shingles. Those shingles keeping warmth
for the rats in the walls.
The rats that have stolen my warmth.
Those rats are warm and I am cold.

This room is hollow with my heart.
Forget me too. ...in this room.

I am leaving this room.
I don't know where I'll go or
even with whom I'll go.
A moth to lead my light and follow
my eye's hopeful desperation in the months
I've spent alone in this empty, hollow
room.

I light the match.
This last match has lit and
I am leaving this place of rats and hate.
The cold is too much for me now, and
so I light this candle and
I am about to leave
with this candle
lighting my world.

But my world turns dank
when you open that door.

You left too long ago...
and you've put out my light again.

This room is dark again...
This light is gone...again...
And this poem is the only light in my world.

This poem is the light of my world.

This poem has lit my world.

Professor Letter vs. Friend Letter

Hello Professor Josie,

This past weekend was actually quite enjoyable for me. Friday I had to work at the Bernhard Center Bookstore for half of the day, but afterward I went with two of my friends (Ashley and Carolyn) to Grand Rapids on a shopping trip. Of course, the main point of the trip was so Carolyn could pick up her skis that her mother bought her for Christmas, but we ended up having a great time. I found a great new coat for winter time, which I've been wearing everyday since, and we all found new outfits for the upcoming holidays. When we finally got back to Kalamazoo we were all exhausted. Deciding to simply head in for the night, we made plans for the rest of the weekend as well.

On Saturday, I spent most of my day cooking and baking. In the morning I made pancakes for myself and Carloyn (who came over to help with my baking) and we watched a lot of Grey's Anatomy on DVD. Later, we made Rice Krispie Treats, Chocolate Chip Cookies, and Sugar Cookies for me to bring to my Religions class on Monday. And, after watching more Grey's Anatomy, we made Spaghetti for dinner. It was a nice, calm night that was just great for relaxing and enjoying tastey food and some Grey's.

Then, on Sunday I took Ashley and Carolyn back home with me to the Birch Run Prime Outlets and Frankenmuth's Bronner's CHRISTmas Wonderland (which is the world's largest Christmas store in the world). Literally, we spent the entire day shopping and searching for gifts and Christmas decorations. Though, we left somewhat early to get back to Kalamazoo in time to watch The Wizard of Oz on TBS, it was still a great time.

Thank you for letting me share my experiences with you. I hope your weekend was just as enjoyable.

Amanda Valley

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Hey!

What's up dude?? Not to much goin' on here. I am SoooOOOooo frickin' tired...I had a crazy busy weekend. I went shopping twice (!!) with Ashley and Carolyn this weekend, first in Grand Rapids friday night and back home on Sunday morning. I never would have though I'd be taking people back home to go shopping...I hate the Outlets. HORRIBLE DRIVER!!!! Frickin' tourists. Oh well...we still had fun. We went to Muth after the Outlets and Max (my b/f) met us out there and Ashley and Carolyn finally got to meet him...even though he was REALLY sick. I miss him so much...I hate that we live so far away from each other. It's all good, it makes it better when we do get to see each other. But I was really excited about Friday because I got this AWESOME new coat that I just FELL IN LOVE WITH! And I got it...and I'm happy now! HeHeHe! It was really fun getting to hang out with them...we don't really get to hang out outside of work very often. And then on Saturday I was baking and cooking and watching Grey's all day. I'm so proud of myself! HaHa! And Carolyn came over for a while and hung out too...it was fun. It was nice to just have a nice, relaxing weekend. That's been very rare, especially lately...but it's all good. Well I g2g, so I'll ttyl. Loves!

~*Manderz

Picture Perfect with a Sense of Creation

It feels so lonely here, this tunnel of frozen hearts. The trees have captured time in the iced flesh of each branch and each twig, and leaf. I look around to see that there is yet one leaf still hanging from the branches already duried in the cold white. The snow falls gently upon the crystal leaf, graceully frozen in time. Walking farther down the tunnel, I find myself being captured in this blank canvas. I am painting my own picture with my pink scarf, and pink wool hat. A flake of snow falls upon my pink glove, and I stare into its tiny abyss. This world of shapes and sizes melting on my fingertips, and I glance around to find these shapes and sizes melting in this tunnel of lonesome emptiness. It's cold, and no one is here. These trees have found a place in my heart, and I am anxious to see them liven in the brightness of sunshine, with the white drying quick. But, this white is how I will always remember these trees. Frozen in a movement, in a time, and in a lonesome call for companionship.

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Why do stars shine?

The reason that stars shine is because of the cool winds reaching space, the life that lives in the skies, and the light in every soul's eyes. The reason that stars shine is because every soul that passes on earth is blown by the winds of rain and sorrow toward the heavens visible on earth. Each star is a set of eyes watching over the loved ones they've left behind. The light in their soul and the love that they share gives them the brightness they need to see us all in the daylight and the night. At night, we find ourselves more vulnerable here on earth. We seem to let ourselves go at night, and that is when the eyes of those we miss come searching for us. Of course, there are those lost souls that feel as if they have no one to watch over, and so they form themselves into a different star, a shooting star. With every shooting star is a soul still searching for someone to love, and someone to love them back. They are lost, but they run forever from that great sense of loneliness toward a search of fullfillment. The Sun however, the largest and brightest star of them all, is the place where each soul retreats to once they are reunited with the loves they've left behind. That is the reason the Sun is so bright, so bright that eyes on earth cannot look directly at it, because the love the forms the Sun is too bright for the hearts on earth to imagine. So, just remember to search for your loved ones in the stars each night, for they look for you and watch for your happiness. And, in the twilight shining down, if you find a star winking ever so slightly at you, know that it is someone you love loving you back.

Fire Write!!!!!...with a Free Write.

I recently recieved an email from my Mom about this forward that some woman had been sending around discussing a stamp that is coming out. It is a stamp that supposedly says Merry Christmas in Arabic (I have to go an translate it still to make sure), and this woman was completely angered that America would come out with a stamp like that because of "everything the Muslims have done to this country and our people and everyone in the world." This email angered me to no end. I ended up sending a reply to my Mom about this email and we talked about it later. But, I would like to make aware that one of the reasons this really upset me so much is the fact that I am part Lebanese, aka part Arab. Ever since 9/11, I've come to know what racism really means, and that's something I've never personally experienced before that event. The kind of hatred that people spawn from individual actions is what has ruined this world, and that is what I truly belief. Below is what I replied to my mother.

"I absolutely despise this forward.

It was not the entire Muslim community that attacked America and American troops, and nor was it the entire American community that attacked the Arab countries! It was the FANATICAL MUSLIM JIHAD TERRORISTS that attacked this country and its people. A select group. NOT the entirety of a nation or believe system. This is what is wrong with this world today. Spreading around that because one group of people does something bad or horrible, then the entire race is bad and horrible. That's what spawns RACISM!

Yes, it matters what these FANATICS did to us. But, how does it make it any better if we go overseas simply to attack their civilians too?! It doesn't. Period. All it does is cause more problems and nothing gets solved because these FANATICS get even more angry, and it's not the FANATICS that we end up killing because we spend too much time trying to instill our own way of life on people who believe in completely different things than we do.

These kind of emails just upset me. It's pure ignorance on humanities' part as a whole because we allow these things to happen with our own people. And, when I say our own people, I mean it as the entire world! We are all human, all flesh and blood, all hearts and emotions...so why do we have to be so different?

ARGH! People can really suck sometimes!

I Love You Mumma! I kind of want to try and see what the stamp actually says, but it really doesn't matter that much to me. Everything I said above is what matters. Just because something might be written in a different language shouldn't make it offensive. IT'S A UNIFIER!!!! DUH PEOPLE!!!

Frickin' Feliz Navidad Jerks!"

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"A Poem of Apathy"

Why are we different colors
in a world so black and white?
Why is there so much anger
in a world where we all must fight?
Why do we hate one another
to the ends of the earth and back,
when from the ends of the earth and back
no one wishes to suffer these great attacks?

In a world of black and white
there's simply too much grey.
In this world of black and white
that grey will never go away.
Opinions matter, and hope makes sense,
but hope has been lost in nonsensical opinions.
All hearts have dwindled to a Grinch sized beat,
and the hearts who still care have no voice in the Sun.