taken tuesday february 5th in my pajamas on my grandparents back hill.
by aven
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Monday, February 4, 2013
Dream
I dreamt a dream that was dreamy and sweet,
and the waves of the ocean washed over my feet,
and the sun shone upon me with brilliance and light,
and the stars twinkled brightly and kissed me at night.
And my hair was as white as a pearl in the sea,
and my skin was as ivory, creamy like tea,
and my smile was pure, and my teeth oh they shone.
Like diamonds reflecting the first break of dawn.
My feet were as lovely and soft as a doe,
and my hands were as doves, white and supple,
but woe!
Far too quickly i woke and the dream was no more,
that marvelous beautiful dream of the shore.
And i still see the beauty, i still see the waves,
i still see the stars emerge bright, from dark graves.
And though it has passed, in my heart it will stay,
that memory wondrous, a lovely display.
For i dreamt a dream that was dreamy and sweet,
and the waves of the ocean washed over my feet,
and the sun shone upon me with brilliance and light,
and the stars twinkled brightly and kissed me that night.
written on January 29th, 2013
by aven
and the waves of the ocean washed over my feet,
and the sun shone upon me with brilliance and light,
and the stars twinkled brightly and kissed me at night.
And my hair was as white as a pearl in the sea,
and my skin was as ivory, creamy like tea,
and my smile was pure, and my teeth oh they shone.
Like diamonds reflecting the first break of dawn.
My feet were as lovely and soft as a doe,
and my hands were as doves, white and supple,
but woe!
Far too quickly i woke and the dream was no more,
that marvelous beautiful dream of the shore.
And i still see the beauty, i still see the waves,
i still see the stars emerge bright, from dark graves.
And though it has passed, in my heart it will stay,
that memory wondrous, a lovely display.
For i dreamt a dream that was dreamy and sweet,
and the waves of the ocean washed over my feet,
and the sun shone upon me with brilliance and light,
and the stars twinkled brightly and kissed me that night.
written on January 29th, 2013
by aven
my heart's not broken.
My heart cannot be broken,
that much i know is true.
For how could it still feel such pain,
whenever i see you?
A broken heart is shattered,
its far beyond repair.
But mine can still feel everything,
each and every little tear.
I know my heart's not broken,
for broken means no hurt.
But every laugh and memory,
just shoves it in the dirt.
It hurts with such consistency,
it seems to be quite strong.
But after what its been through,
i cant help but think, "whats wrong?"
Why isnt my heart broken?
I ponder this awhile.
Why does it go on painfully,
is it blindness or denial?
But then the answer comes to me,
why my hearts not yet broke.
I kept a little piece alive,
with faith and love and hope.
And though the rest may be near spent,
this tiny little shard,
It stays on smiling peacefully,
away from harm or casualty,
and steadily it beats along and hums itself a little song,
to make the others strong once more,
to strengthen them from harm and lore.
So do not give all of your heart,
to love and sadness dear.
Keep a small part there, safe inside,
and always hold it near.
written on February 4th, 2013
by aven
that much i know is true.
For how could it still feel such pain,
whenever i see you?
A broken heart is shattered,
its far beyond repair.
But mine can still feel everything,
each and every little tear.
I know my heart's not broken,
for broken means no hurt.
But every laugh and memory,
just shoves it in the dirt.
It hurts with such consistency,
it seems to be quite strong.
But after what its been through,
i cant help but think, "whats wrong?"
Why isnt my heart broken?
I ponder this awhile.
Why does it go on painfully,
is it blindness or denial?
But then the answer comes to me,
why my hearts not yet broke.
I kept a little piece alive,
with faith and love and hope.
And though the rest may be near spent,
this tiny little shard,
It stays on smiling peacefully,
away from harm or casualty,
and steadily it beats along and hums itself a little song,
to make the others strong once more,
to strengthen them from harm and lore.
So do not give all of your heart,
to love and sadness dear.
Keep a small part there, safe inside,
and always hold it near.
written on February 4th, 2013
by aven
Sunday, February 3, 2013
A to Z about me, blog questionnaire
A. Age: 15
B. Bed size: twin i think :P its small.
C. Chore that you hate: dishes. bleeeh.
D. Dogs: love them but dont have any :(
E. Essential start to your day: music and a cup of coffee or tea.
F. Favourite color: light pink.
G. Gold or Silver: gold
H. Height: 5'7 i think... lol
I. Instruments you play: the recorder (hush its an accomplishment), the clarinet (kinda. ) and the piano (only by ear, i cant read music.)
J. Job title: high school. yuck.
K. Kids: does the number FIFTEEN mean anything to you?
L. Live: living is good. to live fully you must enjoy cupcakes and indulge in fuzzy blankets and socks.
M. Mother’s name: Kristin :3
N. Nicknames: Annie, Avey, Aves, Neva, Vena, Ave. theres more im just drawing a blank right now...
O. Overnight hospital stays: um. when i was born and once when i had strep throat.
P. Pet peeves: ohnoes please dont get me started. i have a plethora. ok heres a few: noise, people telling me to do something because they think i wont, but i was TOTALLY going to do it anyways. (that just makes me NOT want to do it anymore) phones that ring incessantly because other people are sitting 3 feet away from it but won't answer it, people who live to create drama and get attention. just no. , everyone trying to talk to me the second i put my headphones on, days when i never get any time to myself.
Q. Quote from a movie: "Every man dies, not every man really lives." -Braveheart
R. Right or left handed: Left. My family thinks i would have been right-handed, except when i was born there were complications that hurt my right shoulder. So lefty it is!
S. Siblings: 3 little brothers. no sisters.
T. Time you wake up: about 9 am. unless i sleep in, in which case i can totally sleep like, all day.
U. Underwear: yes.
V. Vegetable you hate: brussel sprouts. bleh.
W. What makes you run late: ALOT of things. mainly getting ready though. i generally change my outfit like 3 times before i find something i like.
X. X-Rays you’ve had: one for when i broke my arm in grade 6.
Y. Yummy food that you love: pretty much anything my mum makes, my best friend's brownies and thunder cookies, ummm i love cupcakes.
Z. Zoo animal: tigers. any big cat really. also bears <3
Saturday, February 2, 2013
today, today
hi darlings <3
how are my "bubbletarts" these days? im super sorry i havent been around much lately, crazy stuff is goin down y'all.
anywaaaays, im back for the moment! fiiiinally getting a chance to actually write something. im sitting on my grandparents couch texting my bff (Patti) and admiring my new hat. i bought it a few hours ago. its a summery floppy hat. not huge but sufficiently big. and its white with a black stripe on the edge, with a bow off to the side. i love it. i also got a new dress which i plan on wearing to church tomorrow. (pics may follow)
so here i sit, listening to my slightly-inspirational, slightly-heartbreaking music, and feeling a little inspired and a little heartbroken, and a lot confused and alot like i just need a cup of tea and my new fuzzy blanket.
speaking of tea, ive recently taken up green tea. and its....interesting. i dont hate it but its a very distinguishable taste and i dont prefer it at all. heres hoping it'll become an acquired taste for me.
i have to go darlings, sweet dreams of cupcakes and vintage dresses and summer.
xoxo
drink tea,
eat sponge toffee,
watch a disney movie.
-aven
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