Feeling a bit semtimental and poetic tonight :-)
First, came across some bad poetry I wrote ages ago while still going to school at PLU. This is the only one that didn't sound like it came out of the journal of a 12 year old (you guys think my writing sucks NOW, you should have seen my drabbles at 18!)
I will never forget
The first day I saw them
Lying there, where everything was new
Looking up into a field of turquoise and longing,
that indescribable hue of azure
that longs for the blackness
yet still clenches onto the last tearing threads of the twiglight evening
I heave a breath, and silently
plead for the lights to appear.
The show begins
gentle and hestitant roman candles,
and surround me with a warm glow.
thank you :-P
In addition to reminicing over bad poetry, made a ton of progress on my lace mountain!