Love Poem

Dark

Gorgeous

Melty goodness

Dreamy

Hard on the outside

Gooey on the inside

Makes you feel loved

At some point needy

Almost hurtful

Strong willed

Too easily unwrapped

I had to leave you for a while but I found my way back

You loved me through all of it and never lost hope

Your love is never ending

I love you.....

Chocolate

Chocolate never fails

Me

Life Story in COLOUR

(Just a note sorry I discovered the colour setting)

(And yes I know that colour is spelled different

thats how I spell it)

What is life?

1. The condition that distinguishes organisms from inorganic objects and dead organisms, being manifested by growth through metabolism, reproduction, and the power of adaption to environment through changes originating internally.

Well true that is life but what is my life ?

My life is....

Joy

Fear

Hope

Randomness

My Life is music

Books

Family

Friends

What about the unknown

I don't know what will happen tomorrow

or the next day

My life is Depression

Sorrow

Grief

Pain Loss

Who knows what my life will end up like

The Future is unknown

Where I will be

Who I will Be

Who will be with me

One thing I do know is

I will Be me

And It's My life

I Remember.......

I remember the smoke rising from the fire and watching my forest burn
I remember Ice Cream at DQ
I remember the smell of coffee and the soft pages against my skin
I remember the rain
I remember the stories and games late at night
I remember the horrid green couches that no matter what you did you would slide off
I remember the flashing lights and sounds from the fireworks on July 4th
I remember dinner with everyone
I remember the cold water of the lake and the warmth of the sand
I remember The football games in the cold water
I remember the long days in the Park looking for animals
I remember the bears
I remember the Rodeo
I remember the fear as we run from the dark and what lives in it
I remember the window
I remember the heat
I remember the hope of a better day
I remember the fish and of fishing
I remember the Eagles
I remember the long ride and the reward of getting there
I remember Howard spring and the cool water
I remember the end and the goodbyes
I remeber the memories

Four Alarm Fire #15

Four Alarm Fire #15

Jon the firefighter started. Why was he seeing these pictures? They plagued him enough in his nightmares. There was something though that was familiar about this picture. Moving closer to it Jon realized he could feel the heat of the flames. Looking around he saw the plaque for it. October 17th 2002. Yes he remembered now. It was the fire at the library, on Main Street. The longer he stared at it the more the flames in the picture danced and twist. The heat grew to an almost unbearable level. He remembered that fire as he remembered them all. With fear, pain, loss. All the feelings that came with a firefighter’s job. He remembered having to tell the wives of the 3 that died that they would never be returning. And the 6 he visited in the hospital. Jon moved to the next picture. This time it was a picture of a house. The fire hungrily devouring the sides, Flames licking up the side of the house. This time the plaque read May 1st 2003. The memory came back. The small house set afire the paint curling from the heat, the crackle of burning wood. The cry of a young child, the scream of parents, and the whump as the water came streaming from the hose. It was too much. Jon felt tears of rage and loss run down his face. It was too much. He quickly moved onto the next picture. This to held to much emotion for him. Turning away he felt an urgency to be somewhere, to be doing something. There at the end of the hallway was a picture he had missed. It was a picture of a school. This time the heat and the flames were almost to much. the plaque he read was October 9th 2009. that was today wasn’t it? Why was he here instead of there? What the crap was going on? He turned to see if there were other pictures but this was the last. He realized it was the end of his fire fighting career. Jon was confused, he had sworn to never stop fighting fires. Then why was this the last one on the wall? There wasn’t even space for more pictures. Then it hit him. He wouldn’t stop fighting fires unless he was dead. Jon didn’t want to believe this. The fire from the picture was breaking out from the borders. The picture was curling at the edges; the heat was pushing farther out. The flames erupted and burned the pictures of his previous life.
Consuming his life.
Consuming him.
Consuming everything.
Fire was greedy. It wanted to have everything and in the end it did. Fire won.

Impulse 2

1- So on a scale from 1-10 how much do you like kittens?
2- What are you talking about?
1- Kittens
2-Ok
1- Well
2- Well what?
1- Kittens?
2- Well ok 1-10… Um…6
1- What a 6? I’m up at like a 25.
2- What that wasn’t even a number
1- Oh so you’re making the rules? I’m the one who asked the question
2- Oh whatever. Do they have anything vegetarian?
1- What for? You’re not vegetarian?
2- Um yes I am.
1- Since when?
2- Awhile
1- I have known you for like ever and you’re not a vegetarian.
2- Yeah I am.
1- What ever.
2- So
1- What?
2- Anything Vegetarian
1- Wait stop it you’re getting something with meat
2- No dude I swear if you don’t believe I’m a vegetarian go ask my girlfriend
1- YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND?
2-Oh come on really?
1- Since when did you get a Girlfriend?
2- You seem angry
1- Really, angry I couldn’t imagine why? First you didn’t tell me you had a girlfriend, and second, really you’re a vegetarian. Really. And what am I, Hugh Jackman?
2- Wow Andy calm down
1-Oh calm down. How would you like it if I went and got a girlfriend and didn’t tell you? Vegetarian.
2- Well for one I would like it. It would get you off my back about mine.
1-Oh well maybe I will
2- Good
1- Good
2- So anything vegetarian
1- OH COME ON