Poetry Friday – Time To Come

time quote 2Hello again, my friends! I’m sorry that it’s been awhile since my last post. I actually hadn’t realised how much time had passed. A month. Yikes! I was on holidays two of those weeks and then running around the other two. The running around hasn’t actually stopped; in fact I’m writing this as I wrestle my two-year old. He kicking my computer and turning it off because obviously I am ignoring him and he’s trying to get my attention. Sigh! Complicated, multi-tasking life… how is there never enough time? Well the fact that I am 8 months pregnant and prefer to nap in my afternoons than write surely makes things difficult, but soon enough this baby will be out of my belly and in my arms and life will still be chaos. Ha, ha! Flying by the seat of pants as most people do. I was going through some of my poetry and trying to find something to post that would go along with the time theme of today’s post. I found “Time To Come” and felt it appropriate. So, happy Friday! May your weekend be filled with many happy, chaotic moments. Please enjoy my poem!

❤ Melissa


Time To Come

As time unfolds the elaborate web,
in which the years will string,
the mystery of forgotten unwinds.
The passage from my youthdom
has carried itself out towards extinction.
I understand my adulthood to approach
with quickened seconds and to end
with seemingless endless moments.

Only the future becoming the past
will portray the way in which my predictions
were wrong or right.
Regardless of expectations or goals,
I am to be the person I will be
graduated from each day I live.


Where I Stood A Year Ago

Happy Friday everyone. I am so excited to be busy prepping for our family trip this weekend; our son’s first camping trip. It’s going to be fun. As happy as I am about that, I was a little bummed this week. I received an email earlier this week from the Whistler Writer’s Festival talking about Laurence Hill headlining and also reminding that tickets go on sale August 10. This time last year I was counting down the days to the release of the weekend schedule, so I could snap up my tickets to the events as soon as possible. This year I am sadden to say that I won’t be able to attend the festival, but for one very good, very exciting reason… I will be having a baby!! I can’t imagine I will be able to go to the festival with a newborn attached to me. So that is my exciting, secret news I have been keeping from you, with the exception of my family and close friends who already know of course, but now my online writer friends know too. Yep, I’m pregnant and due October 10, 2015. Of course having a baby is a huge blessing and we couldn’t be more excited to add another member our family, but having a newborn means making small sacrifices for me. My writing being priority is definitely one of those sacrifices… unfortunately I fear my work will have to simmer on the back burner for a bit while I adjust to life with a newborn again and it also means that I won’t be able to attend the Whistler Writer’s Festival this year. However, I do have intentions to attend next year and can’t wait. I also have full intentions to continuing my blog while in full new mommy-hood again, but it could be a little sporadic in the beginning until our family settles into its amazing expansion.

So a year ago I stood so excited to embrace my first writer’s festival, ready to commit to learn and indulge in the full experience being inspired by other writers. This year I stand so excited to embrace my role again as a mother and the special connection and experience I will share with my next child. It is amazing the change in focus a year can bring, from personal growth to family growth. The difference a year makes!

So there you go! Hope you’ll stay with me on my continued journey.It’s sure to be fun and busy!! Thanks for stopping by. I hope everyone has an amazing weekend!

Til next time!

❤ Melissa

Poetry Friday – Beacon

Mary&DaveWed-473Happy Friday, once again! Hope you had a great week. I’ve been busy trying to put the final edits on my poem Beacon. This the one about my son I mentioned a few weeks ago to you. It has been difficult writing it because it took a total different direction than I was expecting. I had an idea in my mind of what I wanted to say in the poem, but when it came down to writing it all that I could get out was clichés. Some where in the middle of it, I just trusted the words and let the poem take over. Consequently it took the change it needed to and I managed to finish it. I probably could obsess over each word forever, but I feel confident enough in what I wrote to share with you all today. This poem is my small attempt to explain how I feel about my son, but in reality no words could ever come close to expressing my love for him. His innocence and purity refreshes me and his sweet smile melts my heart, every single day. My only hope is he grows up knowing how much he is loved by me and all those around him. Without further ado, I present, “Beacon”. Enjoy! I’d love to hear your comments and feedback. Take care!

❤ Melissa

*Photo credit: Wink Photography 


Beacon

Surrounding darkness sinking in my skin
piercing my vacant heart,
silence unbearable,
loneliness insurmountable.
Until the day arrives,
I am encapsulated by your light.

Your beacon consumes me
bathing me in warmth,
never before felt.
Forever drawn to your glow,
every step illuminated in your presence.
The shadows that hung heavy on my heart
banished by your enveloping beam.

I never tire of the tiny reflection
fueling my now boundless courage.
Your purity carries me infinitely
for the strength of your cast
never dulls, never slows.
Forever blind
until your beacon sighted me.


With All The Wrong Words

Happy Friday everyone! Hope you all have had a great week. Last week Wednesday was my birthday, so I definitely was spoiled with love and a nice family weekend away on Vancouver Island. So I can’t complain. I was actually so inspired by love that I have been working on a poem called Beacon this week. Working really hard, but not finding the right words to express the love in my heart. The poem is inspired by the love I have for my son. I wanted to write it to express how deeply I feel about him and how he changed my life the moment he came into it. The difficulty is explaining the feeling of love between a mother and her child in words; it seems almost impossible. The words I find on the screen are just underwhelming, so I think this will be a poem that will have to wait to see the light of day. I don’t want to post something that I am not completely happy and proud of, so I will spend a few more weeks perfecting it. I know when I give myself enough space and time and listen to the right inspirational music, the words will follow. I just need to get out of my head and just let the words fall on to the page.

I’ve been finding it difficult these days to get any words down on the page. I wouldn’t call it a case of writer’s block as much as a case of distractions. My mind is running one hundred miles per minute on a million other things, so it’s been rough trying to clear those thoughts to let my writing shine through. This happens to me all the time when daily life consumes me and takes over causing me to find many reasons not to be able to sit down at the computer and write. Given that I look at my writing as just as hobby, it is far too easy to say it takes lowest priority on my to-do list. I actually spent some time on Pinterest yesterday (yes Pinterest is a total time sucking vortex for me) looking for some inspirational writing quotes. I find reading words of wisdom really helps me accept that I am limited by myself only and that others feel the same way I do, but then they dust off themselves, dry their tears and begin to type again. One quote that I liked was, “Start writing, no matter what. The water does not flow until the faucet is turned on.” – Louis L’Amour. One of my favorite quotes of all time is from Ernest Hemingway, “There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.” So very true!

On that note, my son is requesting my attention now, so I must go. The day must go on. You have a wonderful weekend and hope you get to make magical memories with your family and friends. Cheers to searching for the right words! 

Until next time!

❤ Melissa

On A Tired Whim

Screenshot 2015-06-05 09.12.23Hi everyone, happy Friday! Hope all is well in your lives. This week I wanted to give you a warning; something I learned the hard way. Do not search Groupon on your IPAD, late at night after a long, tiring day. No good will come of it. You will end up feeling emotional and purchase something on a whim. Like me!

May 22, 2015, 10:19pm: I am alone in my bed. Hubby was away for the weekend; kiddo was sound asleep in his bedroom; my cats curled up on the floor. I had a few moments to myself to relax before I shut my eyes to fall asleep. My finger somehow found the Groupon icon on my IPAD, I’ll just look a few quick minutes, just to see. I tell myself. Suddenly there I am scrolling through “Top Deals For You”… let’s see how well you know me Groupon

“Spa Package, Massage, Facial, Manicure”.. sure that would be nice.

“Engraved Magnetic Bottle opener”… meh, no thanks.

“Oil Change”… yeah that reminds me I need to check my mileage tomorrow.

“Three Day Juice Cleanse”.. always on my “I gotta do that” list.

“Online Children’s Story Writing Certification”… okay you got my attention now *click*

$19 for a 18 module online writing course detailing how to write a children’s book. And I’m thinking aw, wouldn’t it be so nice for me to write a story for my son. A story he could cherish and one day pass down to his kids. He would love that. He loves to read; every night we read together. My heart is bursting with excitement now thinking about all the things he loves that I could create into a story… about construction machines, about our cats, about himself on a wild adventure, about trains… so many possibilities. None I had seriously considered before; it never occurred to me that I would want or could create a children’s book before. I didn’t know how to start. This Groupon could get me there. It would get me there. It would give me the tools to give an amazing and precious gift to my son.

Before I knew it, I had added it to my cart and was on my way to check out. Purchase! It was done and now this Groupon was mine, under “My Groupons” awaiting the chance to be redeemed. I didn’t regret it, but I was laughing about it the next morning when I woke up. Just another thing to add to my summer to-do list. Start and finish Children’s Book Writing Class. While I do always enjoy learning and make a point to take a class every other year or so, maybe this summer wasn’t the greatest idea to put more on my plate. But hey, I wouldn’t be me unless my plate was overflowing! 

So coming from someone who over-analyzes everything, who obsesses about every possibility before purchasing anything… if you’re looking for a way to spend some cash without much thought, do it on Groupon late at night. Ha, ha! You’ll end up with a cart full in no time.  So here’s to another adventure, another chance to learn something new and to do something for my son. I promise to keep you posted of my progress with the course and the end result! Thanks for stopping by. Hope it is as sunny whenever you are as it is here where I am. Enjoy your weekend!

❤ Melissa

Poetry Friday – A Rose

clipart-rose-Flower5 (1)Happy Friday once again! Hope you are all doing well. Happy belated Mother’s Day to all the mommies out there. Hope you had a great one. It’s poetry time again this week. ‘A Rose’ is the poem I am sharing this week. Flowers do remind me of Mother’s Day, so you could say I was inspired to post this one because of that; however, the poem itself doesn’t have much to do with Mom. Well unless you have feelings of suffocation and betrayal in your relationship than hey this is one you might relate to. Ha, ha!

This poem was one I wrote some time ago, but it is freshly edited. Whenever I edit an old poem, I am always amazed how much my writing style changes over the years. I don’t get as much time as I used to write poetry, but still my vocabulary, ideas and inspiration changes greatly. I used to focus so much on writing ‘poetically’ that I didn’t spend enough time making sure my imagery made sense and came across  clearly in my poem. As such some of my ideas were muddled and confusing. I hope that isn’t the case in this one that I am about to share with you. Please enjoy! I’d love to hear your thoughts if you’re willing to share them with me. Happy weekend!

❤ Melissa

 


 

A Rose

If you walked a hundred days
knowing the truth,
could you remain in one with a lie?
Would you be able to surrender
and succumb to save me?
If I clung to the highest cliff
by my last consequence,
would you leave me hanging
giving me one last explanation?

I am the rose frozen in winter
yearning for my growth,
to no longer hide,
I, surrounded by silvery snow,
waiting for the sun to guide me
wash me over
melt away.

I cannot exist
in this harsh environment
in blizzard haze.
My limbs frozen in ice.
I grasp the entrapment,
but do not know yet why,
I have fallen frozen so frequent.

A rose frozen
in the betrayal of her surroundings
never will be freed.


Happy Birthday to sasloveswords.com

Happy-Birthday-balloons-vector-1Happy Friday everyone! And happy 1st birthday to my website!! Bring on the balloons, hang up the streamers, let’s celebrate! One year has flown by… I can’t believe it. I owe another huge thank you to all of you who were with me from the beginning and for everyone that joined along the way. Your support is immeasurable, truly. As with any new adventure, the first year had its ups and downs; sometimes to the point where I wasn’t sure if I would be able to continue, but when I saw people reading my words and responding with such encouragement it pushed me to not give up that easy. So who wants cake? Ha!

There are some things I learned along the way this year. First thing was I am more tech-savvy than I thought I was. Okay so a lot of credit has to go to WordPress for supporting my site and giving me a template to work with, but not everything was so straight forward. I still had to figure out how many tabs to create, sub-tabs, how load the information to those tabs. I am not web designer, so I basically just was flying by the seat of my pants and making it up as I go. Secondly I discovered a deeper understanding of myself through writing my posts each week. I understand more how my self-doubt and fear holds me back from my potential and when I get the courage up to push myself passed those boundaries wonderful things happen, like meeting complete strangers all over the world who I connect with. It’s amazing! I also learned that it’s really okay to take a little selfish time to myself, let the laundry pile up and the dirt sit on the floors a little longer, so I can have some time to do something I am so passionate about. I have written almost 40,000 words in my book, rediscovered a love of my poetry, revisited old short stories and fueled my love of the written word. I took a weekend by myself to go to a writer’s seminar which really inspired me and gave me more tools in my belt. I feel like I have come far, but still have far to go. The year ahead is not going to be an easy one to balance, for reasons I am not yet ready to tell the world, but I will persevere and do my best. I will keep my heart and mind open to new experiences, to find inspiration every where I can and to enjoy each day as it comes with the highs and the lows.

I hope you will bare with me and stick around to see where the next year will lead. I will continue to post my poetry, book reviews and random writing thoughts and adventures. I will stay consist as much as I possibly can.

Thank you all for reading; thank you for sharing; thank you for being there; thank you for your encouragement.

Happy, happy birthday to my blog!! Cheers!!!

❤ Melissa