Entries By kathryn
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timeline
having a certain amount of activities in a certain amount of time, for example, school
Posted By kathryn On 05.03.2013 @ 10:48 am
flat
The world is flat, Years ago that was “truth”, My heart is at flatline, Will time fix that wrong too?
Posted By Kathryn On 02.13.2013 @ 12:17 pm
systems
Systems. My respiratory system is jagged, My cardiovascular system is strained, My mental system is over worked, All of my systems are drained.
Posted By Kathryn On 02.01.2013 @ 2:43 pm
features
The features of your face are the most drastically perfect ones I’ve ever seen.
The features of my face are plain and nondescript,
Like your attitude towards me.
Posted By Kathryn On 01.31.2013 @ 1:05 pm
visitor
You won’t be my visitor anymore. You left my life, and you’ll continue to leave my mind. One bit at a time. Just like you entered it. Goodbye. Farewell. I love you.
Posted By Kathryn On 01.28.2013 @ 6:59 pm
speak
People speak when there minds need emptying, When their souls need compassion, When they need to hear their own problems vocalized, To communicate. To Idealize. To wish. To Hope. To think. Too much. Too little. With the wrong words to often. With the right words too seldom. People Speak. People Speak. People Speak.
Posted By Kathryn On 01.26.2013 @ 9:42 pm
end
Is this the end Of late nights together Of silly faces and held hands Of noses buried in shoulders Of zombie flicks and first kisses Of hair petting and hand rubbing Of thumb stroking and footsie playing Of you And of me And of us
Posted By Kathryn On 01.13.2013 @ 5:35 pm
compass
this is the compass to our lives, the way that you smile and the way that i laugh, this is the sound of your steps and the thoughts of us, the gentle way that you hold my hand, the kisses i press upon your neck. this is the way that you choose to say goodbye, a murmur of appreciation and this is the beating of our hearts.
this is the direction you choose to go, and this is the direction i choose to leave.
Posted By kathryn On 01.12.2013 @ 4:53 pm
master
This is how some people wish to be regarded. It is also the way I would like to approach certain difficulties skills and wishes. i would like to master my cravings for sugary things.
Posted By kathryn On 01.10.2013 @ 2:58 pm
lord
“Lord knows I didn’t do a good job raisin’ you kids, but dammit, I gave it my best shot. I wasn’t fun. I wasn’t good. I wasn’t nothin’ you deserve, but I was the best I knew how to be.” He lowered his eyes and tried to cover his tears with the torn hanky his grandpa gave him forty years earlier.
Posted By Kathryn On 01.04.2013 @ 5:00 pm
placed
I placed her on the boat, and ran off into the streets. They would follow me, I hoped… I could only do so much to insure her safty, this I can only hope this would be enough. My feet hurt from the running, and my heart from the distance.
Posted By kathryn On 01.03.2013 @ 1:53 pm
barrel
The barrel sat in the corner, filled with the dregs from the night before. All the people had left and they left with haste as the sun came up. Not one of them wanted to be found there in the morning. When the men came to pick up the barrel and take it away not one soul remained in the building.
Posted By Kathryn On 01.01.2013 @ 12:59 pm
fire
As I made my pot of tea, I saw a spark. Quickly the stove caught flame and the heat threw me backward. I yelled for everyone to awake and ran out of the house after saving them from their slumber.
Posted By Kathryn On 12.25.2012 @ 11:06 pm
due
Due. The initial thing I think of is ‘due date’. Due date being most recognized with pregnancy. So I’m guessing this is the part where I write about pregnancy and the miracle of life and all that crap, oh wait nope, time is running out, it’s too late! SAVE YOURSELF!
Posted By Kathryn On 12.16.2012 @ 1:47 pm
methods
There were so many methods of procrastination; going on the internet, going to the gym, eating, laying around, thinking about boys…boys boys boys. Eating, doing nothing, plotting ways to not be productive…including this. This is a method of procrastination. But what is a method of love? Because there are so many methods of doing nothing, what are the methods of doing something?
Posted By Kathryn On 12.09.2012 @ 6:32 pm
roof
You are the roof over my head My shelter from my storm. Beneath you, I find Home. The place of love and comfort. I gaze up toward your expanses in the Thought-filled moments before sleep takes over Thanking you For keeping me safe.
Posted By Kathryn On 12.07.2012 @ 9:00 am
higher
From the depths of the black ocean You propel me An accendio that brings me to burst Into the air Air crushing through the emptiness of my lungs. I don’t know which makes me feel Higher. The sudden oxygen or Your boost.
Posted By Kathryn On 12.05.2012 @ 6:20 am
both
We are paint and brush Tree and leaf (or pines?) Cut and blood Heart and love In love The both of us reaching for each other.
Posted By Kathryn On 12.04.2012 @ 5:32 am
object
When you reach your arms around me To whisper in my ear I will not object. When you pick up my arm And weave your fingers through mine I will not object. When you look at me from across the room Unapologetic and adoring I will not object. Your attention is what I live for.
Posted By Kathryn On 12.03.2012 @ 4:43 am
An object was sitting in a room. It had an obscure shape, one with no real definition. It was sharp and dark, sitting in a shadow with only its silouette visible. The object was more precious than anything I previously owned.
Posted By Kathryn On 12.03.2012 @ 1:06 am
past
The wind blows, My hands left empty, Cold in the chilly breeze. I watch as you walk away and I wish That you would return So that I could accept your offer.
Posted By Kathryn On 11.29.2012 @ 9:44 am
square
Walking through the Square after the worst concert either of us had ever been to, I realized the importance of a companion who could turn something dreadful into one of the most enjoyable nights of your life.
Posted By Kathryn On 11.24.2012 @ 6:12 am
late
Look how late it is With our sun high in the sky Shadows shrunken, Small circles beneath our feet. We laugh at the night For thinking that it could darken The light that we share.
Posted By Kathryn On 11.22.2012 @ 1:55 pm
hall
If my life were a hall Dark and creepy Long and thin Filled with the possibility of Monsters and ghosts With creaky doors opening to Different eras of Me You Would be the light At the end That I fumble toward.
Posted By Kathryn On 11.22.2012 @ 4:13 am
received
I have received Warmth That I do not deserve. These coals in my chest Save me From The bitterness of self But I scorn them And wish that they would burn Brighter.
Posted By Kathryn On 11.20.2012 @ 1:58 pm
satisfy
I do not Know How much time spent together It will take To satisfy me. All I want to know is that You Care as much about Me As I Care about you. Please. Even One word Would hold me over. Please.
Posted By Kathryn On 11.20.2012 @ 5:00 am
mention
One single Mention Of your name and it’s like I am floating All over again Swimming in the sky with the candy floss clouds Your hands around my wrists As we spin In a Ring-Around-the-Rosie Ballet. You make me want to sing.
Posted By Kathryn On 11.19.2012 @ 5:07 am
arts
Hand holding Forehead kissing I smile from across the room Or an understanding twinkle of the eye. These are The arts Of sharing hearts With another.
Posted By Kathryn On 11.14.2012 @ 4:47 am
roar
As the curtains open the roar of the audience is like dark figures falling to the ground from dizzying heights crashing like fairytale beginnings and the sun shining on the moon
Posted By Kathryn On 11.10.2012 @ 9:27 am
