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Handmade- from metal to statements

15 Mar

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These pieces started off as simple metal and now they have been transformed into statement pieces! Completely customizable! Let me know in comments if you’d like one, I can set up a shop for you, discount if you’re the first to post!

Coastin’

14 Mar

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Check out these beauty!  Easy peasy lemon squeezy coasters for my grandma’s bday!

Variations of the same dark choice.

31 Mar

One,

Pour me a line

Two,

He dips inside

Three

Laughing away

Four

Shutting the door

Five

The ground’s getting closer

Six

Close to my face

Seven

Isn’t it great?

Eight

The next day:

Nine

Bloodshot eyes Feeling so dizzy

Ten

Mom’s coming in, feeling uneasy.

Then

Feeling remorse. Cant wait for more.

Crooks, lions and bears.

29 Mar

Video Vixen

Samurai sword

Its all relative terms to

The voices we know

It’s a conspiracy

Tendency

Relative image

Alone.

Once the media gets hold

All voices are one

Conspiracies gone

We just listen in awe

Once the spaces are known

They can control us

The can use us

And do.

Its all very subjective

Politics lie

Its all very impressive

How their words seem to glide

Fresh off the press

Stamped into books

Engraved in our heads

And off goes the crook.

this space is white

26 Mar

Dear forever white space

I like the way that you speak my name

Its soft and angelic

With hanging white chocolate

Ready to taste

Forever, empty white space

Do tell me the stories in vain

Do lend me the secrets

Forever you hold

Do tell me my dear

The stories you’re told

Its funny, forever white space

How galaxies sway

Its funny to see

The spaces between

And in those humanistic relationships

The rarest of all

Its funny to see

The things that withhold

And yet even better it is

To see the ones that do break

Why is it so

Forever white space?

I cannot fathom the spaces of color

Those reds are so bold

The blues yonder and somber

The  eyes of the green

Glare straight back at me

And don’t let me see

The purplish sins

But sometimes I see

A white space collide

And from such audacities

Rainbows arise

If only for a little while

If only to quickly subside.

Let me tell you about him.

18 Mar

Dear Diary

Its been quite a while

Since I’ve written things down

But last time I had not much to say

And now I’ve got quite a bit!

I have met somebody new

[although this should be no real news to you]

He’s as sweet as can be

Someone whose story is true

He laughs at my jokes, smiles when I pout

He looks into me deeply, and prevents my frowns

Our days have been filled

With glorious endeavors

From kisses and stars to afternoons in the park,

chocolate is no need, to me he’s much sweeter.

His family is amazing

We have plans in two days

I admit his mom sometimes scares me

But I love her either way

He’s an animal Lover

And puts me first

He’s all I’ve ever wanted

I cant ask for more.

Oh Diary if you could just see

The way he looks at me

The way that I smile

His touch goes for miles.

If there is a god I am grateful

For putting him in my way

If there are spirits hear my thank you

For letting me stray

If it’s a Buddha I seek

You have definitely enlightened me

And if in fact its Allah

Then you must know I’m in complete awe.

He’s exciting and selfless

Sexy and sensible.

He’s 26 but practically ageless

The one who makes life oh so tolerable.

He fills me with sunshine

Brings me soup if I’m sick

He’s the type that would cross America

If it meant one more kiss.

We see each other daily

Yet it is not enough

Dear diary I am simply saying

He’s gotta be the one.

My Mirrored Delight

11 Mar

Disclaimer: if you decide to use MY poem for your blog, then i do need you to ask for my approval and link my blog along with it. This is mine and although i post it it doesn’t mean you can plagiarize and post it too.

You are the mirror , I am the light

Glue holds us together

And on your surface

I shine

You say forever

I say I might

You kiss my cheek, savor.

And I say alright.

You hold me tightly

The breeze blows outside

I say I love you

And you whisper “so do I”

Feeling secure is something so rare

It’s the kind of thing that you feel

It that kind of thing that we share

And if roles were reversed

The mirror being me

Then I would find some way

To hold the light that you bring.

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