thoughts to words

Wisp of country and simplicity, Toungues crashing, crackling of the wood so exciting,so inviting, warmth fills the air, the darkness quickly fading, you held me, close sweetnothings whispered subtle promses cast, giggles and hands locked, you eyes so intruiging, capturing my whole being, wave after wave of thirst quenched, needs i didnt know i had, playing with fire... as the wood ave in to the fire, the wind swept through, wooing us on, we backtracked to our roots, words lost in translation, sounds became one with the wild, a song of tranquile, Ah, the release calling me as i came,closer straight towards...reality the blurr coming into focus the ghosts of the past become one with the wind, all alone and fear finds the perfect ground Bernice

      As i try to find my way through life and all that it comes with, i am reminded of one great legend that has been through this journey of life and has gone through such experiences, leaving words behind that hold great power and hope for me and others. Maya Angelou, a woman with great courage and tenacity. Having faced her fears head on and leaving wise words for us to form  a path of our own  and leave behind a legacy.      Your words touch deep to heal wounds deep rooted into our hearts and souls. You not only found a way to share your life but you have made it possible for me to embrace my individuality and give my best shot at any task thrown my way. Such encouragement is what has become stepping stones to the river called life.      The peace that you left this earth with is the same peace that you lived by everyday,  a peace from deep within that we should all strive towards. You stayed true to your values and open...

A shiver runs down my spine, I need that manna of mine, that given with manna and quail, As i look for a scapegoat, i wail, life feels like a bad bet, that i made yet i did not. I wasn't aware, I wasn't even here, As i popped out i cried, should that answer it without all that science of unblocking the lungs? Is the world that bad...? that an innocent should cry when brought forth? I need that manna of mine, that which came without attachment of strings, or did it? they formed a covenant, right? Does that account for the 'free' services or for the 'fee' of the services? Is that what the world has become? a battlefield of some sort? Is that what ME stands for these days Must Endure? Bernice

Has the love bug bit  you yet?... :) its all around on my side. I found one of my first poems while cleaning out my room and decided to share it. Read and enjoy,  Should the sun go down, i want to know that i have my own, you know, that person,that one Should the moon appear, i want to bear, the doings of the day, and have what i care; most without wear, Should the sun rise again, i want to rise and gain, i want my companion of size who i won't complain of Should it get dark, i don't want to fall back, i want to know i have that person who'll have my back, and get me back on track, Should our flower whither, i won't go in and sulk in bitter, i would want to see the rose and not the thorns, as that's what it is about, Should i see the rainbow, i'll ignore the wind blowing, i want to smile coz it's there though it rains, i'll forget the storm  and hold on to beautiful things such as those Bernice

Silence fills me, these four walls cant accomodate me, not my creativity, or my ability, i hear the quiet movement of sand through the hour glass and the footsteps outside the electrical controlled doors, they told me i needed help, for what? i kept asking i simply took the powdery substance they called it cocaine, i say its their imagination tis my pain and gain, 'her love left', they claim i was always alone, i proclaim they just didnt realize, family equated to stone, so cold, doctors say am unstable feelings and proper speech, am unable, flight, i ran from the strange people in lab coats, the nurses and their hats, i stepped in the dark alley, the street lights adjacent to the highway, illuminated stray dogs on the hunt, put a scary chill in me, thinking it would wash the fear away.. i sniff the white powder, i felt it coming... grey and i figured i wouldn't see the sunrise any more             ...

While looking for a new idea around me, a friend sent me a photo that got me thinking, 'am i wasting my time'. think about it... Are we living our lives trying hard to make a difference yet we are only doing the opposite of it. am i spending my life saving a drowning fish,? are you stuck with someone, who abuses your emotions when all you need to do is put the fish back in the water and let it swim..!

It has been a while and i had a strange writers block that took me more than a year to go past it. So this is for a new year and a new beginning.    Over the past year, i have formed numerous relationships and lost close to the same number, and as a twenty something year old it really is not a shock. As we try to find ourselves you come to the conclusion that, its time i changed the group i hang or with or the people in my life. At times you out grow your childhood friends and get distant with your best friends.  So dealing with all that made me realise i may not have the same reasoning i had back then when i started this blog and over time i have learnt to embrace the person that i am, so should you.Hence the change of the package...  In world where every one tries to fit in  and fall back on their dreams because life happens and time passes you by, i have discovered the importance of taking a break to just stop and smell the roses. Live,Laugh,Love. breat...