Posts tagged art

Hello my Tumblr friends - sorry I have been MIA. I arrived to London for work, went on a little escapade and I am now refueled and filled-a-plenty with some feel-good good-feeling ‘something, something,’- and that’s about all you’re gettin ;D. BUT, if you know me and know what I write about here at HavenStory, well I think you can venture to say: I am happy for now. And the road to one day again finding love looks bright- most probably not now and not him, but the possibilities have proven to be, well, fun to get to know.

Enough with the riddles - a Haven’s Happenstance series is overdue and we get started now with: “The Party Series” (or What’s Makin Haven Feel Even Better Now.) Because life is good when you have looked inward, taken a valiant step to get out of a bad situation despite the fact that it may get lonely, but you are surrounded by people that care for you, and the cherry on top is conquering that bucket list that some are too afraid to get started. For 2011, I’m more than halfway mine. Thank goodness ‘cause the year is about to end. I hope you’ve gotten in your groove too, and if not, well bottom’s up to 2012. Cheers! - haven

(Art via marysoul)

In a lacking moment of brilliance
I threw myself over
the perils of longing
ignoring my instincts
acknowledging my foolishness
relentlessly moving forward
as only a rebel would

I fell hard

To my astonishment
my soul proved to be stronger
than any part of my body
my brain was shattered to pieces,
but who needed it anyway?
for it was my heart that protected me along the way

I laughed hard

As only a child would
in a matter of seconds
I was surrounded by thoughts
generated by my malfunctioning brain
and I could’ve sworn God was in front of me

I cried hard

To my solidarity
I held on tight
dreaming up phantoms
that held my hand along the way through his kingdom

I prayed hard

As only a human would
on her way to meet
the real answer to all of life

I listened hard

To my fear
and tried to forgive myself for all the pain I may have caused

I loved hard

As only a girl would upon being held by God for the very first time.

-haven
Art “Contemplation of Jupiter Rose” by dan:may via trixietreats

(I lost a whole box of poems… been writing since I was about 12. I found a few this week though- this one is about 10 years old. I was tempted to edit it, but decided to leave it as is, a moment marked in time. It’s funny how what we write about reflects what’s happening in our lives at that time…)

                       Birds
                on a wire
         take F L I G H T,
         a d r i f t  in  a  f l u t t e r
   A formation at first sight seems all too cluttered
    Far well too formed for us humans to see
        Birds’ wings s p r e a d, knuckle-less clutching
          What us humans G I V E, give away for f r e e
             Birds commingle, cohabitate, chat and sINg
                Bonds, convivial memories and m e l o d i e s
                  Lots of them, to their hearts’ C O N T E N T
           And we, on the ground fighting, longing, blind- far too blind to see
           A forced smile, a fake hello, an improper h u g… far too disconnected
            Humans we are, and this way we continue to b e
                    Birds on a wire under the sun, wind and rain
              On a traffic light, a swing or window pane
           Humans in cars, in offices living day to day
             in a world so m u n d a n e
               Such is the world here
                 But I SEE them, I see them everyday
                   And strive to be like them,
                     a f l u t t e r,
                       a d r i f t
                       And one day,
                             like them
                              I  will   get   carried   
                             AwAY
                              -haven

                (Art via torilynnwade.tumblr.com)

I was about to start a series on fun, party songs…. but, who am I kidding: I am depressed. LOVE-STARVED. Sad. Down in the dumps. Drained. But, I try not to bring you sad songs. There are no sad songs, really, only the way we feel when we seek certain songs to soothe our soul. And so I bring you “The Soothing Oldies Series,” because for me every time I hear a good diddy from the 50’s or 60’s, well, I feel like I’m getting a hug from an old friend, and I never want to let go. Here’s to better days and love all around.

A half smile, but I mean it…
-Haven

Art “Duro Despertar” by javiergpacheco.deviantart.com via bookspaperscissors.tumblr.com

I don’t want anything really
You took it all

And without your weight
I’m liberated

I find myself surrounded
By your anonymity
And my recluse in the corner
Crawling up endless walls

I don’t want to remember
Nor cherish
Nor wonder
Or contemplate

Without your presence
I exist freely

No compass to guide my hurt
Disguise this love-starved feeling
Nor guilt to point to
Or supposed dreams to shoot for

I simply am without you
A free spirit
ready to move on
And contemplate the possibilities
Of being on my own
-haven

(Art: “Illuminate” by Mia via Marysoul.Tumblr)