Modern Day Classic Love
She lost him a million times over, despite that they were meant to be together. Like a glitch in the stars that kept setting them off course. Though obstacles of much dismay stood in every doorway, she never forgot him or gave up hope that time, a place, and a fight would unite them along the way.
She thought of him from time to time; sometimes more than she wanted to but it never failed, as his memory and energy flowed into her mind everytime she began to move along.
But one day she sat and thought about a time when she had hurt the one’s she loved. Destroyed, cheated, lied, and beatened her dignity into the ground. The girl she once was, was a past long ago; yet she wished through the days to have that innocence bestowed.
A troubled heart? Yes, covered by a smile, a mask, a psuedo persona all in the name of aching an ounce less. To try and move on, but to try was just to prolong.
In the end, well there is no end as far as she is concerned as the story has yet to be finished therefore it cannot be told.
Tryin’ on some formalwear for our FALL FORMAL.
Whatchu gonna wear?
And, you know — tickets available here! :oDx
Fantastic Bow for the boy!
My hands have not touched pleasure since your hands, —
No, — nor my lips freed laughter since ‘farewell’,
And with the day, distance again expands
Voiceless between us, as an uncoiled shell.
Yet, love endures, though starving and alone.
A dove’s wings clung about my heart each night
With surging gentleness, and the blue stone
Set in the tryst-ring has but worn more bright.
-Hart Crane
POEMS. Poems hold so much depth, some of which we will never understand what the author meant. However, not to be discouraged because the true success of understanding one’s work is how it affected you, and how it relates to you. What it means to you. That is the beauty of perception.
In the above video I had to opportunity to attend the Wold Premier of the film ”The Broken Tower” at the LA Film Festival 2011 in which I was able to meet and ask James Franco a question that I have often wondered since I begun to find an interest in Franco’s work. “What inspires him?”
“The Broken Tower” is based on Harold (Hart) Cranes life. In my eyes Franco orchestrated the film beautifully by strategically using the works of Hart Crane to play into the story of his life. The story was interesting but left you with questions and curiousity as a great film should. You should want to learn more about the character, the story, or whatever it is that catches you. My question was what inspired James Franco to tell this particular man’s story. What about Hart Crane inspired Franco. As fame has a way of playing many roles, I often believe it takes the heart and soul out of people. Which is why I asked the question I did, obviously Franco is going down the road less travelled career wise, and we all have people who inspire us, no matter who you are. It is refreshing to see that fame seems to have worked in his favor, in such a way as to help Franco grow as a person. It is obvious he has a mind that yearns for knowledge and with that he is teaching others. Fame seems not to have yet robbed him of one of the most important things in life, caring about humanity, in this sense I refer to his ability to tell people’s stories who would under other circumastances may never have been seen or understood in the way they deserved to be. And one is to be commended on doing such.
Ashley Nicole York
Soul Searching postponed
As I hear the train stepping away
My mind knows there’s a better place for me
I need so badly to find my soul
Reach out and touch the earth
There is nothing you can’t do, they say But lying here I feel a million miles away
I don’t want to sing a sad song
But sometimes I need to let go and cry I’ve never bestowed my pain on any other
I’ve just used their energy as my cover
Here and now, then and later It all doesn’t really matter until you find yourself I will never find myself because I am too afraid to lose you
If I set free as I know I need to, will you be here when I return?
I know I need to see the world, touring and taking pictures may be a the perfect vacation for you
But I see more in store for me, I need experience, of the little shabby nights and broadened days
Every ounce of knowledge that will bleed into my being
My fate is in those experiences I am missing…I need them, to accomplish this life
What will I do if I can never have this?
I will have failed at life.
I will regret it all
My maximum potential lies in the hands of experience on my own
Something I am not so sure I am strong enough to do
I don’t need anyone but you, but I do need to find me, that means setting forth on my terms If I ever go, I will be back.
You are the only one I want to make happy, but I need find peace in order to give you everything I know is inside me.
Memory Foam
I have had a little White Zin tonight. Seems like the perfect time to write. To be honest when I am a little more relaxed due to “outside sources” it seems to use a deeper part of my mind, making it easier to write. Possibly it makes me more emotional, and one with myself. So often we are too consumed with the outside world, rather than looking within ourselves, and there we find the truth, love, and inspiration. Although, I won’t lie, these moments don’t last long enough.
The melody of your memory vibrates through my hands
I miss every wrinkle that layed upon your face
I even miss your pain, selfish as that may be
All too often we speak of your absence and sadness
Though my mind thinks of the soul that shed beautiful grace
Everything you spoke, everything you felt
More than anyone I’ve ever met, you cried every morning
Now I understand why, your heart was full of emotion
Unlike everyone else I am no longer mourning for this particular notion
If only I could speak as you did
If only I could teach the way you had
My wish is to carry on, as I carry on, I am part of you
As long as I am here, your legacy will live on.
(I didn’t say it was good! But at least I didn’t steal it :)
Soulmate•it’s•true
What do you do
When your hearts’ lost between two?
Hold on to a love that’s not real
Or take a chance on something you feel?
Oh, this life can be so strange
And so hard to rearrange
My heart is with you, my soulmate, it’s true
But the days go by and still I’m with him, it’s okay, but it’s nothing like you
My dear will you wait?
And let time, distance, and love predict your fate?
I hope every night you do, for both our sake
The trees, the hills, the black bird
All wait without a word
Yet they cry to be looked upon through lovers eyes
When wrapped in nature’s portrait
I’m incomplete, only seeing half the picture before we meet
What do you do
When your hearts’ lost between two?
You break that love that’s not real
And take a chance on something you feel
Oh, this life can be so strange
But with you, we make room and arrange
My heart is with you, my soulmate, it’s true
