Krista's Blog

Hey everyone,
Just letting everyone know that I am okay. I haven't written in a while, I know. And I apologize, but I've been extremely busy with school and such activities. Look forward to hearing from me soon!

Krista

Here's a fun one:

Title: Oh yes, I guess

Some people think
Rain is just like snow,
But oh,
No, no, no.
Rain is so much different than snow.
Snow makes you cold, achy, and numb
When rain is warm, soft, and incredibly fun!
Oh yes, I guess…
Snow can be fun too…
With snowmen and angels and tipsy igloos.
But then comes colds, pneumonia and uh oh…the flu!
And oh yes, I guess…
Playing in the rain, you can get that too…
But which would you rather choose?
Getting soaked head to toe by a warm blanket of rain,
Or by an Evil Frosty yelling, "I'm going to freeze your brain."

here's another:

Title: A Picture Perfect Mountainside

She giggles in the face of Innocence,
His full, rosy lips gently kissing her neck.
Nervous hands explore unknown, forbidden territory,
As both hearts race and question.

A warm wave of discovery washes over her body.
Bittersweet pleasure numbing all feeling.
A piece of her heart is set free,
To trot in a canvas pasture
Of rememberance,
Romance,
And regret.

(If that one is inappropriate then I can remove it. I wasn't sure, but I wanted to post it.)

Angel:

Red wrapping paper,
A little black box,
And a ruby red bow.

A nickel sized heart:
On the front
Lies a rose.

A picture awaits inside,
Of you in better days,
With that same sweet smile and loving eyes.

We went through hard times,
Together and apart.
And sometimes we got shot down, but we still tried.

Now, I know you're still with us,
I know in my heart,
Because I feel you here.

And I stand,
In front of these many people who love you,
And too feel you near.

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Last Breath:

If this was my last breath
Would you still love me?
Would you hold me and never let me go?
Would you turn and walk away from me
If suddenly,
My heart stopped beating?

This is our last kiss.
Will you still kiss me?
Will you close those soft blue eyes?
Will you walk away, without saying good-bye
While, so sadly
My pulse is slowing?

If this was my last breath
Would you still love me?
Would you hold me and never let go?
Would you turn and walk away from me
If suddenly,
My heart stopped beating?

This is our last memory.
Will you try to remember this night?
Will you make it last forever?
Will you erase me
While woefully
My vision is dimming completely?

If this was my last breath
Would you still love me?
Would you hold me and never let go?
Would you turn and walk away from me
If suddenly,
My heart stopped beating?

If this was my last breath
Would you still love me?
Would you hold me and never let go?
Would you turn and walk away from me
If suddenly,
My heart stopped beating?

His timid silhouette was cast on the ground,
Sitting content next to mine.
It was faded and worn,
With a grayish tint,
Unlike mine, which was newly arisen.
I could feel his presence there,
As I rocked the porch swing in the moonlight,
But I knew that if I looked up,
The space would be empty and bare.
I could smell his sweet calogne,
As it taunted my memories,
So fragile and weak.
I could feel his hand,
Resting gently on my shoulder,
Assuring me that he was there
Even though I could not see him.
His timid silhouette was cast on the ground,
Sitting content.
It was faded and worn,
With a grayish tint
And the space next to him was newly arisen and bare.
I could still feel him watching me,
As I sauntered across the
Enervated wood
Of my illuminated porch.

My Father died yesterday.
He had Gastroparesis and Diabetes.
...He was my best friend...
I'm taking Wed, Thurs, and Fri off of school.
I hope he's in a better place.
Please, God, take care of him.
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In Memory of my father
Michael Botten
02/18/1975 -01/09/2007

Rest in peace,
My dearly departed.
Even though you're an angel now,
You're still my loving father.
Wind flows through your hair,
As you soar high and free.
I love you, Daddy,
R.I.P.

Rest in peace,
My guardian who's always watching.
I hear you whisper in my ear.
I feel your wings shielding me.
Clouds are your pillows
And the sky is your blanket.
I love you Daddy,
R.I.P.

Rest in peace,
My father and best friend.
I love you with all my heart
And I'm sorry I wasn't there in the end.
Heaven is your home now,
Listen to God carefully.
I love you, Daddy,
R.I.P.

~I thought today was the tenth!~

Unpopular
01-08-07

You stand there
With your eyes on me.
Who do you see?
Do you see me?
Or whom you think I should be?

You stand there,
Already hating me.
You think you know who I am.
You try to hide it,
But I know what you're thinking.

You walk away,
To go talk about me.
Tell your friends about this girl you've seen.
A conversation with no meaning,
Just endless and foolish gossiping.

You walk away,
Without a teardrop of sympathy.
You say my name without pithy.
But I don't hate you entirely,
Because you have friends, and a life, unlike me.

Wow...
It's been a while since I've been here. I hope everyone had a very merry christmas. I give everyone permission to party their butts off on New Years, but stay sober... :)
I've gotten quiet a few poems published now. All together around 10. I've lost track. I'm trying to make a book, but I can't remember all the poems that I sent in...:) I hate being blond...:(
;)
Well,
I better get goin'. I'll talk to ya'll in a few days.

-Kristae

She nervously paces the empty hall
And quiet tears start to fall,
But she just stares at a blank white wall.

Her torn heart starts to pound and race
As the doctor informs her of this dreadful fate.
She falls to her knees, realizing it's too late.

She sobs and crumples the tissue into a ball.
"Your newborn didn't have a chance at all,"
He said as she stared at a blank white wall.

Hey everyone,
I hope everyone has a GREAT Turkey day cuz I think I will. I can't wait to EAT EAT EAT!!!! Well goodbye.

GOBBLE GOBBLE!!

Kristae

Okay, I'm back. Well, I'm not back-back. I stayed the night at my destination, but they have a comp so I could still post tonight. I have a secret crush on a boy in one of my classes. He's one of those jock-buff-popular types and I'm not necessarally in that catagory. And my Aunt and cousin say that I should ask him out. First, I don't know how, and I don't want to sound stupid. Second, I don't want it to be a "I'm only going out with this girl because I feel sorry for her" type deal. Or a "yeah, sure. I'll go out with you...NOT!!!!!!" thing either. If he says no then I'll understand completely, but if he says yes I don't want it to be a pity thing, or him just going out with me because I asked him. And I'm not trying to seek answers from my readers, I just needed to vent. So thank you for allowing me that. =) Thank you for reading "The Secret Crush Diary Of Kristae" ;)

Kristae