Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

23 August 2011

Poem: That Piece


That Piece
By abbyweyr June 2011
Based on A Coming of Age by Elise Shaw, Chapter 12


First time at Chicago Symphony
Father put me on his lap so
I could watch and hear.
It was captivating, especially
That piece.

Asked for piano lessons
That were denied until
Tried to pick out by ear
That piece.

Years later practicing
Mother called me to get
Our doctor for father.
I was practicing
That piece.

Did not know at the time
That was last Human time
Touched the piano keys and it was
That piece.

A few years later a night out
With Carlisle and Esme
Hear another orchestra
They played
That piece

My worlds collided that night
Past and present and future
Tsunami waves of memories connected to
That piece

Emotions erupted with disastrous results
Pent up and denied for so long
Anger, hurt, loss, and thirst all boiled up
New memory, new loss to connect to
That piece.

Poem: Torn

Torn
By abbyweyr July 2011
Inspired by TWS by Stephenie Meyer
And fan fiction

As a boy life was simple
Baseball or piano practice
Was all I was torn between

As a youth life a little more complicated
College and law or army soldier
Was all I was torn between

As a newborn immortal
Back to simple things
Torn between human or animal blood

Instinct and thirst great for human blood
Respect and love for Carlisle
Overcame instinct, satisfied with animal blood

Until hearing the thirst from two others
Added to my own became
Torn between leaving or staying with family

Left family to take human blood
From human monsters
Torn between rapist or murders

Human blood did not fill
The empty hole from
Tearing apart family

Returned to repair the tear in family
Returned to animal blood
Torn no more between family or human blood

Until

One January day in biology class
Hit with the most delicious scent
Torn between kill now or later my singer

Kill all the classmate witnesses or
Kill the secretary or follow her home
Torn between kill quickly or slowly my singer

Follow the path of Carlisle
Follow natural instinct
Torn between kill singer or deny bloodlust

Expose the whole family
Tear a hole in family
Torn between kill singer or leave family

Leave hole in family
Return to family and singer
Torn between stay away or risk exposure

Who is this insignificant human girl child
To awaken thirst for human blood?
Torn between stay away or return home

Return to repair hole in family and me
Control and discipline paramount
Torn between satisfy curiosity or bloodlust

Discovered who this insignificant girl child is
She opened my world to the love of a mate
Torn between bloodlust and safety

Constant throat burn being near her
Stay near or leave
Torn between thirst and keeping her safe

Always, no matter what, keep her safe.


Poem: Solace

Solace
By abbyweyr July 2011
Inspired by TWS by Stephenie Meyer

Fingers dance across piano keys
Notes float in air
Music lets my mind be alone
Music is my solace

Even before my change
Music was a place to just be
Emotions flowed in and around the notes
As my fingers danced across the keys

Now immortal, music still
Is a place to just be
To express emotions
As my fingers dance across the keys

Music is my rest and refuge
From the constant noise of mental voices
As I play piano or listen to recorded
Music is my solace.

No where else do I have quiet
To hear only my thoughts
But within the solace of music
Until a quiet mind that is not heard

With her quiet mind
I hear only my thoughts
And still be with someone
Music is no longer my only solace



20 August 2011

Poem: Carlisle and Esme


Carlisle and Esme
By abbyweyr June 2011
Based on TWS by Stephenie Meyer
  
Sweet sixteen Esme Platt
Broke her leg falling out of a tree.
She met Dr Carlisle Cullen
As he set her leg.

She was entranced by the handsome
Blond haired doctor with British accent
And cold hands that felt so good
On broken leg.

He left the area soon after.
Was there a reason why?
Did he think of her
During those passing years?

Ten years later they meet again.
He was working in the morgue that night.
She is thought to be dead
From falling off cliff after newborn baby died.

He heard her still beating heart.
He remembered the sweet sixteen girl
Falling out of tree breaking just a leg.
This time so much more is broken.

His doctor skills alone will not help.
He quickly decides to give her a
Second life with a bite to neck
To start healing and the change.

She burns for three days.
She imagines she is in hell
For leaving abusive husband
And jumping off a cliff.

Carlisle by her side while she burns
To comfort as much as possible.
She remembers from long ago
The handsome doctor.
  
She sees and hears him vaguely,
Thinks that it is nothing more
Than the day dreams she has had
For these passing years.

She wakes to a new life
With the dream doctor
A reality by her side
To tell her she is now

A vampire.

She is confused as a newborn.
He is confused as her sire.
Was there something more
To his reasons to change her?

What were his motives for
Giving her a second life?
Edward his companion for
Two years wonders the same thing.

He hears their thoughts;
Sees their feelings develop
For each other,
But they deny them.

Carlisle alone for so long
Is unsure what he feels.
Does not know what to do.
He watches her shyly.

Esme as a newborn vampire
Needs time to adjust without
Added emotional turmoil;
Or so he thinks.

He tries to keep a respectful
Distance between them
As he and Edward teach her
About being a vampire.

Esme remembers the day dreams
Of the handsome doctor
From her youthful days;
A standard suitors never met.

Esme adjusts to being in the
Cullen coven drinking animal blood.
They slowly realize their feelings
Of love are mutual.

Perhaps mind reading Edward
Helped along the way.
Carlisle and Esme, eternal mates
No longer alone.

What started as one alone
Became two as father and son;
Then a family of three
Bound by love freely given.

Poem: Emmett and Rosalie


Emmett and Rosalie
By abbyweyr June 2011
Based on TWS by Stephenie Meyer

Emmett went hunting meat for his family.
Rosalie went hunting animal blood for her.
Emmett found a bear that decided to have
Him for dinner instead of being dinner.

Rosalie smelled the blood.
The bear didn’t have a chance.
Emmett saw an angel
Then was flying in her arms.

There was something about him
That drew Rosalie to
Run 100 miles with a bloody
Emmett in her arms.

She wasn’t happy with her existence
But there was something about him.
She asked Carlisle to change him
To save him for her

She stayed at his side while he burned.
He thought she was an angel in hell
When he woke to the new life as a vampire
He was fine being with his beautiful angel.

They were a matched pair
Balancing each other so well.
She had the attention she needed
He had a beautiful angel all his own.

He made her laugh.
Her life was lighter with him.
They became a mated pair
The second in the Cullen family.

The Cullen vampire family
Two couples and one single
One family of five
Bound by love freely given.


Poem: Bella and Edward


Bella and Edward
By abbyweyr June 2011
Based on TWS by Stephenie Meyer

She arrived mid school year.
Their eyes met across a crowded cafeteria.
He was sitting with siblings,
She was sitting with classmates.

She asked about the group of five
Sitting separate from rest.
She noticed things no one else saw
But was not put off by the differences.

She blushed being caught staring.
He frowned not able to ‘hear’ her.
He could ‘hear’ unkind thoughts from classmates.
Strangely he wanted to protect her from them.

The only empty seat in the biology class
Was to share a lab table with him.
She walked by a fan that blew her scent
Straight to a suddenly very thirsty vampire.

Her scent was the most delicious
He had ever come across in nearly 90 years.
He had not had human blood for 75 years;
He was tempted to break his animal blood diet.

He resisted the siren call of her blood
Keeping Carlisle’s face in mind.
He protected her and classmates.
It was a tortuous hour for him.

She noticed his strange black eyes,
Wondered if he was breathing.
He looked so angry at her
Did not say one word to her.

He ran too quickly from that room.
Then in office trying to get out of that class
Ran into her again and tempted
Even more with only one other there.

He ran out again too quickly for human.
She was confused and hurt by his actions;
Could not understand why angry or hate her
When never met, never spoke.

He did not go home that day,
Went to Alaska to collect himself.
How could an insignificant human girl
Chase him away from his family?

Her siren blood was not worth
Disruption to his family.
He could face her and overcome
The call of her siren blood.

He returned to classes.
He spoke to her in biology.
Their fingers touched
Electricity felt by both.

Next morning he literally protected
Her from being crushed by skidding van
Using his vampire speed and strength.
She noticed and could not be dissuaded.

That moment of holding her was not enough.
He wanted more and not just her blood anymore.
He asked her to lie about how he saved her
And promised an explanation.

At the hospital explanation was denied.
They parted in anger.
She tried to speak to him the next day;
And was still denied.

For six weeks only talk about the lab at hand.
Then girl’s choice dance was coming up.
She had three boys that wanted to go with her.
He realized he was jealous of those boys.

She refused all offers to go to dance;
Too clumsy to dance, made other plans
For that weekend of dance;
Drive her old truck to Seattle.

Went with some friends to First Beach.
Ran into old family friend that fixed and
Sold the old truck to her father.
He told her scary tribal stories.

Went with two girl friends to find dresses
And find a book of Indian legends.
She got lost and was found by the
Wrong kind of human monster.

He was there to save her again;
Took her to dinner and then home
But not before questions were answered.
She knew what he was.

She was still in car alone with him.
This was good and this was bad.
There was something not right.
She had no sense of self preservation.

A human could not know about them.
How can he have a relationship with her?
They are so different, he could hurt her
So easily just not being careful enough.

He picks her up for school,
They talk, questions back and forth.
Arrange a trip on Saturday to Seattle;
Until Alice forewarns it will be sunny.

His throat is on fire around her
From the siren call of her blood.
His spirit aches to know her soul,
Above all he needs to keep her safe.

They go to his favorite quiet place.
Hiking at human pace to the meadow.
She sees his sparkly skin,
Strength and speed of predator.

They learn more about each other,
Thoughts and feelings are shared.
She sees his human side as well.
They share a kiss that seals their love.
  
The Cullen vampire family is now
Three mated vampire couples and
One single vampire with his still human mate.
Bound by love freely given.

30 July 2011

Poem: Twilight Lexicon

Twilight Lexicon
By abbyweyr  June 2011
A tribute to Twilight Lexicon

First there was a book
Then came fans
Then came fan fiction
Then came web sites

Alphie started a fan fic story
Stephenie reviewed it
Questions were asked
And answered

Info needed to be shared
And organized
With help from friends
Twilight Lexicon was born

Just a month after Alphie
Read the first book.
And within six months of
Book’s publication date

More friends helped and
Met more friends on line
They gathered information
And organized into a lexicon

You can find anything and everything
Twilight nicely categorized from
Books and movies and news
On Twilight Lexicon

They provide fans with the latest
News and pictures and videos
They traveled to Forks and movie sets
To share with fans all they can

There are forums for fans to discuss
All things Twilight and other general topics too
This provides a safe place for fans
To gather and meet others of like mind.
  
They have survived all the controversies
They have seen people leave in disgust
And new ones join in the Twilight universe
The longest continuous running Twilight site.

We thank you Alphie and Pel and all the
Forum leaders and helpful tech support
For keeping us up to date and providing a
Good clean place to hang out.

Poem: Stephenie Meyer

Stephenie Meyer, Twilight
By abbyweyr June 2011
A tribute to TWS author based on known history

Stephenie woke up from a dream:
A couple in a beautiful meadow
She a chocolate eyed beauty
He a sparkly vampire

He was thirsty for her blood
But overrode that thirst for
The thirst of knowing her
Of being with her

She was mystified by him
It was stupid and possibly dangerous
But she didn’t want to resist
She trusted him to keep her safe

Stephanie wrote the rest of the story
And then how they got to the meadow
Shared it with her sister who
Encouraged her to publish

That was the beginning of Twilight
Three books followed the first
Then the movies and another
Book along with Official Guide

The stories told of Bella and Edward
Of their choices made and
Consequences followed
Jacob made it a love triangle

Through it all the three
Survived and love flourished
Human, shape shifters and the good
Sparkly vampires live together.

We thank you Stephenie and your
Sister for encouraging you to share
Your dream story, adding sparkly
Vampire romance to our lives

We thank you for wonderful characters
And their fascinating stories
That you allow us to play with as long as
We play nice with proper disclaimers included.

25 July 2011

Poem: Wonder

Wonder
By abbyweyr May 2011
Based on TWS: BD pg 122 to 127 by Stephenie Meyer


Found blue box
Instead of pink bottle
Oh?

Count the days
Late 5 days?
He comes and
confirms the days
Definitely late.

Nausea
Long hours sleeping
Snore instead of talking
Vivid dreams
Eating for two
Oh.

How is this even possible?
Definite bump
After 17 days?
There is a nudge

Never wanted children
Never thought could have
Any with him
Now a bump and a nudge
Oh?

OH!

Wonder!
Love!


Poem: Wonder Child

Wonder Child
By abbyweyr May 2011
Based on TWS fan fiction Give Her Some Credit, ch1-7 by kmwhyte

Jeans too tight?
Nausea?
Feel a bump?
Stop at store for test
Wait
Positive

How is this even possible?
Only been 8 days
Only one time
How can there be a bump?

Stupid vampire speed.

They left
He didn’t love me anymore
Now I have to leave
Protect Charlie
I am all alone.

Where do I go?
How can I do this alone?
I can’t.
Who can I call?

End up at big white house
Find a trunk from Alice
Find supplies

Call Angela
Asks only how to help?
Suddenly the time is now
Renesmee enters the world

Wonder!

No time to stop
Need to save self for her
Must become what they are
Syringes ready and used
   
Angela cares for Renesmee
While I burn
Wake to go hunt alone
Remember Emmett’s talk

Back to big white house
Thank Angela through window
Human blood scent too tempting
In 3 days Renesmee grown so much

Stupid vampire speed

Wonder and Love!

22 July 2011

Poem: Pioneers

Pioneers
By abbyweyr July 2011

Crossing the great plains of America
Covered wagons circled around campfires
Women in gingham and bonnets
Men in white shirts and suspenders crossing their backs
These are our westward pioneers

Crossing void of space
Men sit on top of contained fire
Wait for countdown to light the fire
Monitored by men sitting in smoke filled rooms
People watch and wait for our space pioneers

Challenges cross an individual
Journal entries made about
Discovering something new
Trying something new
Becoming a personal pioneer

We celebrate the Westward pioneers
We celebrate the space pioneers
Let us celebrate ourselves
Our own personal discoveries.
We are all pioneers.


20 July 2011

Poem: Dream, Can't I?

Dream, Can’t I?
By abbyweyr May 2011
Based on TWS fan fiction "What Drives Her" by Virginia May


Saturday Bella

A normal Saturday
At Volvo service department
Scheduled appointments
Demanding walk ins

Normal, until owner’s neighbor
Rolled in demanding service now
Moved mechanics around and
She was in and out in record time

Owner came in with a
Reward
Drive shiny silver Volvo
To other dealership

It’s been 5 years
Still remember Edward Cullen
And desire to ride with him
In his shiny silver Volvo

This will be next best thing
Listen to Romeo & Juliet
While drive car to other location
A girl can dream, can’t she?


Edward’s Friday and Saturday

Nervous coming home to stay
After 5 years mostly away
Esme picks me up at airport
Driving my Vanquish

Welcomed home with voices
Mental and verbal from rest of family
Hunt or tour new home?
Hunt first with my family
  
Dream of one who is missing
Girl with chocolate eyes
Bella Swan running beside me
A vampire can dream, can’t he?

Tour new home
Find my room with a bed
Mom hope I feel have place
To stay now

Unpack boxed books and CD’s
Alice sees need to change
Where pick up new shiny silver Volvo
While on a family trip

Good to be home and stay
But dream of another who is still missing
Bella by my side as come home
A boy can dream, can’t he?


Sunday Edward

Talk with Jasper as walk to
Dealership for shiny silver Volvo
Door opens brings a hint of
Never forgotten, always longed for scent

Too many people to run
Promised family I was staying
But that scent is so tasty
How to resist?

Alice and Esme and Jasper calm me
Help me through role of getting
Silver Volvo, open car door and
Bella’s scent flows over me

She drove my car listening to
Romeo & Juliet, a reminder of a
Tragic love with
Tragic consequence
   
Spent a week in the car with
Her scent surrounding me
Dream of us together.
A vampire can dream, can’t he?


2 weeks later Edward and Esme

Son and mother on weekend trip
Set up by brother for service problem
With new shiny silver Volvo
Receive a call from Bella

Mother has never met Bella
Maybe some day she dreams
Not some day, but today
Says son.

Watch from across the street
Until phone rings again
Mom encourages to go
Just be nice to her

A mother wants her son
To be happy with a mate
Like the rest of family have
A Mother can dream, can’t she?

18 July 2011

Poem: Alice

Alice
By abbyweyr May 2011
Based on Singularity by Openhome


Alice woke up all alone
Not knowing who or what
She was or now is.

She had a vision of a
Blonde haired man,
Knew he was her love.

She had another vision of a
Family, first two, then three
Then one more and one final one.

That family was another goal;
But first had to find the
Blonde haired man, Jasper.

She fed on instinct
Not knowing how or why;
Not liking what she saw after.

Found an empty school,
Learned her letters, numbers
Geography and history.

Decided to follow example
From the family to feed on animals,
So that she could join that family.

As wandering alone she
Found a couple to
Explain what she was

A vampire.

Found work as seamstress
For a nearly blind couple.
She lived in church belfry.

Then the husband died;
Wife returned to New York
To live with her sister.

Alice went with her;
And there began
Her lessons in finances.

While working the shady side
Of the money business
She was found by the

Local vampires.

She learned more about
Money and fashion
And being a vampire.

Visions of the blonde haired man
Knew eventually find and love him
And together join the family of five.

There were parties to attend
And to plan
And money to make grow.

Then vision of blonde haired man
Came, but he was with another.
Oh, such pain for Alice.

She became a shell.
She moved the shell around
Traveling with friends as if normal.

A friend eventually broke
The shell and she learned
More about being a vampire.

Alice returned to America.
While waiting to meet Jasper
She went to college.

Found a human friend
With husband away at war
Until dreaded news arrived.

She helped her friend through
The grieving time until
She found another to love and marry.

That is when Alice found
The place where she was
To meet Jasper.

The visions were clearer.
The time must be close.
How to have patience?

She waited at the diner
Until the day arrived and
Jasper walked through the door.

They left together in the rain,
To discover each other
And the life to live together.

16 July 2011

Poem: Choices

Choices
By abbyweyr May 2011
Inspired by Twilight Saga novels by Stephenie Meyer and fan fiction

Some things just happen
Nothing you can do can change
What has happened

You make decisions,
How you react to
What has happened

You choose
How you think about
What has happened

There are always choices
No matter
What has happened

Some choices will be
Bad
Mistakes will happen

Perhaps a painful lesson, but
They can be corrected and
Outcome changed

Some choices will be
Good
With desired results

Some choices will
Surprise
With results

There are consequences
No matter what
Choice

Will indecision paralyze you
Will joy lead you forward
Will sadness fog your path
   
Will anger cloud your judgment
Will compassion be your guide
Will arrogance poison your dealings

Will envy color your life
Will revenge be your goal
Will temptation be denied

Will visions become reality
Will over analysis delay you
Will regret haunt your future

Will fear hold you back
Will curiosity lead you astray
Will wonder be your friend

Will hope be your companion
Will faith light your way
Will love be your redemption

Will instinct or thought or love
Overcome all to win
Will a balance be found

What we are can not be changed
But that does not
Make us who we are

Choices we make defines
Who we are
Who we will become

Poem: Changes

Changes
By abbyweyr May 2011
Inspired by Twilight Saga novels by Stephenie Meyer and fan fiction stories

A few things are
   stable and permanent
     unchanging.

Most things change
   some for good some for bad
       some just different

Some changes are
   slow and gradual
       others quick
needed
   wanted
     welcomed
needed
   not so welcomed
     happen anyway

Some are physical
   some are attitudes and behaviours
     or thoughts and actions

Some once started can be stopped
   reversed
     others proceed

People change
   growing older, mature
     maybe even wiser

Even stones change
   air water time
     smooths

She wants a change
   he refuses
     he leaves

Change happened anyway
   not way wanted, not welcome
     just necessary for survival
  
Now both are stuck
   If feel anything it is pain
     otherwise just nothing, numbness

Alternate between pain and numbness
   that is her life now
     that is his existence now

They remember once that there was more to
   life and existence
     but that was long ago

Remembering hurts
   back to pain from numbness
     trapped in a box

Where is the key
   Who has the key
     to let them out?

Three become trapped from his refusal
   two at same time but separately
     one at different time and all alone

Same key
   different key holder
     to release all three

There are the surrounding victims
   they watch
     they wait

They try to help
   they support
     they try to be a key

They are
   family
     friends

They don’t know what
   to do
     to say
  
To end the pain
   to end the numbness
     to speed healing

They love
   and know that love
     is not felt for now

They stand ready
   to welcome each
     to love each

When the right key
   is used for each
     to release each

From their trap
   to find love again
     to feel more than pain and numbness

To grow and change
   in light
     surrounded by love

The two separated
   find each other
     and are healed

The one alone
   is now trapped
     waiting for his key

The two together
   make a key
     for the one alone

All three passed through
   their personal hell
     individually

More aware now of their
   own strength
     and their strength together

Surrounded by love