poem

A new poem...







A heart strains at the entangling

cord which binds it to the source.

A splutter of a heart.beat. breaks through the

morning into worlds of new light. This

chain rattles and clanks in the dark surroundings

of the dungeon, and the orange earth fills

the cage with hate.









Icthus

Anna Grazinsky

'The bleakness in his eyes, contrasting with the light voice, was too mch for Anna, who buried her face in the horse's neck.'


Have you ever wondered if behind someone's cheerful facade there lies a deep pool of sorrow and pain?

I dread to think of all the people I have joked and laughed with, without realising how hurt they were inside.

I think my prayer should be that I would be able to see though God's eyes the people God needs me to love, and that God would let his love flow through me to the world around me.



Icthus



'This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down his life for us. And we ought to lay down our lives for our brothers.' --1 John 3:16

So, I have just found the most amazing artist...Jena Lee!

My french teacher introduced her song 'J'aimerais Tellement' to me, and I couldn't stop listening to it!

That song is no.2 in France at the moment, and I love it:)

Then I looked on Youtube and found another song called 'Je me perds' by Jena Lee, and now I just can't decide which one I love most!

The videos are so good too; really meaningful and cool:)

Please, anyone, watch these two videos if you watch anything:)




Je vous tout tenter
Je manque d'espace je veux tout changer
Bousculer ma vie pour mieux respirer
faire sortir ma rage
je me perds, je me perds, je me perds, je me blesse

Je veux tout tenter
Je manque d'air pur je veux tout changer
Bousculer mon coeur pour le faire parler
Liberer mes sons
Je me perds, je me perds, je me perds, je me blesse



Icthus



John 3:16

a poem

Remembering the time of our youths,
once lost, now golden forever. Soft
like the rain that strokes the gentle land
in streams of love and gratitude.
Watching the wisps of powdererd age
grow weary and slow with wondering.
Searching eyes of mystery flow through
the memories of years to come, and wash the
stained horizon of our youths.


I just had a sudden poetry hairball, and since my fingers were already hovering above the keys, I had to let it come out onto this page:)

Well, now it's here, I wonder what you think?



Icthus


I will lie down and sleep in peace, for you alone, O LORD, make me dwell in safety. --Psalm 4 verse 8

En Français

J'ai pensé que serait très interessant ecrire 'un blog' :) en français...

au jourd'oui, je suis allée à l'école (naturellement!), et j'ai BEAUCOUP travaillé!!!

j'espère que mon amie Caroline va être à l'école demain, parce-qu'elle est très amusante, et je crois que c'est vraiment important rire quand il fait mal, mais quand on doit aller à l'école:)

ce soir, je vais rendre visite chez mes grandparents ( comme d'habitude ), et je vais me défouler; je vais: manger un dîner fantastique, être avec ma famille, lire le magazine qui s'appelle 'The Week' pour m'informer, et regarder les informations:)

Alors...au revoir mes copains:)


Icthus


'Car Dieu a tant aimé le monde qu 'il a donné son Fils unique, afin que quiconque croit en lui ne périsse point, mais qu'il ait la vie éternelle.' Jean 3:16

Soft Flakes of Icing

Well, snow adorns the school like a layer of icing; stodgy, thick and sweet (like the icing from Greggs:)

All this soft white snow is so beautiful; God is an amazing creator!

It makes me want to jump, skip and play, but also to just stop and take all the beauty in...

I wrote another poem today, but since my resolution is to fill my new poetry notebook with my old poems first (in the ruined notebook) - which I haven't actually got round to doing yet - I had to write it in my other old poetry notebook (the one that's not ruined, but had had so many pages out of it that I need a new one!)...

*whew* that was a long and confused sentence!!

Well, better go and do some chemistry revision (my sole occupation at the moment it would seem:P)...


Icthus



'For the Lord gives wisdom;
from his mouth come knowledge
and understanding...' ---Proverbs chapter one verse 6

Russian History is...

fascinating:)

the only problem is that I seem to find it easier to remember little unnecessary facts like who assassinated the person I'm supposed to remember the deeds of!!

as Sherlock Holmes said:

“Depend upon it there comes a time when for every addition in knowledge you forget something that you knew before.”

I think that happened to me a long time ago!


Icthus

'Even in laughter the heart is sorrowful.' ---Proverbs, 14. 13

Rightho

The new year. 2010. Here it is.

To be honest, I don't feel too different - maybe because I celebrated the turning of the new year at home; in my cozy bed; asleep:)

My two main resolutions (just in case you have an unquenchable desire to know...) are:

* wake up five minutes earlier to have longer to pray after my quiet time in the morning:)
* and to fill my new poetry notebook...

the second will most probably happen in about three or four months, but I think the first is quite a challenge of my self discipline, but we shall see...:)

I wrote the two weirdest poems ever yesterday...or maybe the day before...

one was about the concept of a person being like a machine, and the other was about longing to live on a farm as opposed to in a city with an office job...extremely strange, but hey - I learned something about myself, so why complain? :)

going back to school is such a dreaded experience...routine, early mornings, exams, people...but I am determined to give myself more of a break by being more efficient. My self discipline routine begins tomorrow!

But tonight I'm going to have a bath, which is very rare (not that I don't wash - I just shower!) whilst reading the Invasion of the Rhineland, then get into bed and read Pride and Prejudice:) I'm glad my English work is to read an old friend book, but I really, really, really, unutterably, desperately hope my lovely English teacher and class don't take away the chracters I know and replace them with deep, intricate, misunderstood and sinister characters...if anyone starts to talk about Mr Darcy's deep untold story, or Elizabeth's mysterious backgound or tone of speech, I think I'll either cry or walk out and hit a dustbin. Very hard.

Well, that was slightly dramatic, but I definately will NOT be a happy chappy!

*cough* Well, on that note, I'll leave all those fellow students to anticipate the new year at school as they naturally do...

'At school I never minded the lessons. I just resented having to work terribly hard at playing' - John Mortimer

Icthus

Many have fallen by edge of the sword: but not so many as have fallen by the tongue.' - Ecclesiasticus chapter 28 verse 18