by Naomi L. | January 2, 2015 | J.C. Wolfe's Writing, Poetry |
How has an entire year
Already gone by since
People were last here to
Party ’til midnight and beyond?
Yesterdays vanish like a dream.
Now the countdown begins.
Everyone sounds off the seconds,
Waiting for midnight… Three… two… one…
You and I cheer with everyone as fireworks
Explode and shower the sky in vivid colors.
After tonight, I’m filled with excitement,
Ready to start an amazing new year!
Happy New Year, dear readers! May you all have a wonderful and prosperous 2015 full of love, happiness and creative inspiration! Bless you all!
by Naomi L. | December 26, 2014 | J.C. Wolfe's Writing, Poetry |
My favorite time of year has arrived!
Everyone in the family will be here,
Ready to celebrate the holidays and
Rejoice together over a wonderful
Year gone by and a new one to come.
Chestnuts roast over an open flame,
Holly hangs along the walls, and
Reindeer pull a sleigh across the lawn.
I won’t sleep tonight, knowing
Santa Claus will place gifts under the
Tree decorated with brightly colored lights.
Mistletoe is hung in the hallway as I hear
Angelic voices caroling outside.
Sing of all this blessed holiday cheer!
Hope you’re all having a wonderful holiday season! A belated Merry Christmas to all, and a Happy New Year!
by Naomi L. | December 19, 2014 | J.C. Wolfe's Writing, Poetry |
I saw her on that cold December night,
A touch of color on the virgin snow.
The winter rose had just begun to grow,
And suddenly I knew true love’s first sight.
Her scarlet petals shamed the ivory white
Of snowflakes dancing in the moonlit glow.
She’d sing of summer days she longed to know,
And talk with me until the morning light.
Yet she had bloomed too soon to have it said
That she would live to feel the summer’s bliss
Before the frost could spirit her above.
Come spring, I found my winter rose lay dead.
In trembling hands, I blessed her with a kiss,
And shed a farewell tear for my lost love.
by Naomi L. | December 12, 2014 | J.C. Wolfe's Writing, Poetry |
(Third place winner of Writer’s Carnival’s Poet-less Poetry contest!)
I tried to sing a ballad,
But my voice was way off key.
I tried to paint a picture,
But I draw so terribly.
I tried to cite a sonnet,
But I messed up every rhyme.
I tried to dance a solo,
But I couldn’t keep the time.
So I’m writing you this poem
In the hope you’ll find it fun.
You know I’d never work this hard
To please just anyone.
For life is far too fleeting
And my feelings far too true
To find a boring way of saying,
“Darling, I love you!”
by Naomi L. | December 5, 2014 | Flash Fiction, J.C. Wolfe's Writing |
The day I stopped caring was the greatest day of my life.
That was the day I heard the voice inside. The voice that set me free.
I used to be terrified of what everyone thought. My life was nothing but overwhelming fear of judgment and humiliation. After every move I made, I would worry about how someone might react. Anyone could be a critic. Everyone’s opinion mattered.
Most nights, I’d cry myself to sleep. All I wanted was to please people, to be accepted. I wanted my actions to mean as much as everyone else’s did.
And then one day, I woke up to the sound of that voice. Not the pretend voice I used to kid myself or make myself feel better. The real voice deep inside that had finally endured enough phoniness and decided to speak up.
It only asked me the one question. But that was exactly what I needed to hear.
“Why do you care?“
Why did I care? Why did I care what people said? Why did I care what people did? Why did I care what people thought? I didn’t know. And when I realized I didn’t have an answer, something incredible happened.
The fear just… disappeared.
Suddenly, I wasn’t afraid anymore. I no longer felt embarrassed about bad memories that everyone else had long forgotten. I stopped trying to hide the things I liked that nobody else understood. I quit doubting myself and began trusting in my own abilities. And never again did I let anyone laugh at me, because now they were laughing with me.
I had stopped being afraid, and started living life. All because that voice inside had made me realize whose opinion really matters most.
What a liberating day that was.
The day I stopped caring what anyone thinks… but me.
by Naomi L. | November 28, 2014 | J.C. Wolfe's Writing, Poetry |
Thank you for the laughter
That brings me close to tears.
Thank you for the gentle words
That wash away my fears.
Thank you for the memories
Of such a happy youth.
Thank you for the values
You have taught me through the truth.
Thank you for the pride you show
In all my works of art.
Thank you for the love you give
That’s always in my heart.
I don’t know who I’d be today
Had God not given me
The gift for which I thank Him most:
The world’s best family!
Thank you to my wonderful family for everything you do for me! I’m thankful for all of you every single day! Happy (belated) Thanksgiving! I love you with all my heart!
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