I'm not a bad writer; I'm just a bad thinker.

"The Gathering"

This is a poem I wrote last week. It's not as coherent and cohesive as I'd like, but it's not bad. It's quite appropriate for the time of year actually. I wonder if it would work better as a prose piece; there is no rhyme, verse, etc. I really like the image it gives. I saw it clearly and that's where the poem came from. The question is: Does the poem present the image and emotions as I saw and felt them, or something different? Only the readers can tell me.

The Gathering

Soul by soul they stand,
Wind swirling through gossamer robes.
Ethereal voices sigh,
Creating tangled webs of sound
Humming above the trees.
A Gathering
Of witches, angels, demons, ghosts.
Heavy fog embraces them,
Stirred by the wind--
Shadows dance, shades sing
With the magic of the Gathering.
Night eternal filled with memory;
Each soul a story of the past,
each spirit witness.
Magic in Gathering, gathering in magic,
Held to Earth by night and fog,
Wind giving them voice.
The Gathering calls.

"Raining Tears"

Tears raining down from Heaven in my heart.
The sky embraces me with blue, black, and grey wings.
The earth holds me up, solid and reliable.
They are still there for me when others depart,
But I find no comfort; my soul with melancholy sings
Sad, lamenting songs sung with fear undeniable.
Don't forget me, your little girl.
Don't leave me, your little girl.
I'm grown up on the outside, but I'm just a girl.
Tears rain down from Heaven in my heart.
The sun is hidden from me; all I see is grey.
Looking up, the clouds tear up; they cry for me.
Are those rain drops dripping down or
Tears raining down from Heaven to my heart?

_La_Peau_de_chagrin by Honore de Balzac QUOTE

"Ici, l'on peut écrire soi-même."

(Here, one can write one's self.)

Life is like quiche.

(Universe bows and holds out silver platter) "Life, miss?"

Life isn't easy. No one ever said it was. On the other hand, I'm used to having things handed to me on a silver platter, as it were. And now that I have to do things for myself, life seems much harder than before. Time management is a biggie! There don't seem enough hours in the day to do everything that needs to be done. Register for this; sign-up for that; call this person; e-mail that person; do homework for this, that, and the other class; take this test on your own time; practice for this performance; read, fix, write these short stories; make an appointment with this doctor for this thing; write a 6 page paper for this class; write a 7 page paper for that class. All that and still find time to breathe, eat, sleep, go to the bathroom, shower, etc. There is no time left for ME. I don't mean to sound selfish, but aren't I important?! I didn't mean for this to sound so whiny. But, of course, that is how it turned out to be. I'm just not used to setting up my own things (such as appointments) and planning my life for myself. I'm used to having parents, etc., tell me "go here," "do this," "don't forget," "Give me your laundry," "eat this food that I have made for you," and so on. It is quite a different experience to plan my schedule for myself, to do laundry for myself, and to worry about getting food somehow if the dorm food is bad. I know I make it sound like life sucks, but I know there are people out there with horrible situations that would make my situation look like a heaven. That doesn't mean it's any easier.

Pansexuality

I said in my ‘Gender’ entry that I was bi-curious. But I also said that it wouldn’t matter to me if my boyfriend had a sex change. Which would make him transgendered. Which would make me Pansexual. Except that it hasn’t happened. Which would make me Pan-curious. Has anyone coined the phrase yet? If not, then it should be added to the list.

Meople did a post on Coming Out. I think she has a point. No one should assume anything about a person's sexuality. Everyone should automatically believe one way or another concerning the sexuality of a person walking down the street. Perhaps this person likes women. Perhaps he/she likes men. Perhaps he/she only prefers people who have changed their genders. Until someone says otherwise, we should not assume that someone is straight or gay or bi or anything else.

And why should Pansexuality be a bad thing? Would you still love your partner if he or she decided to have a sex change? I would. Some people like both men and women, those who've changed their gender and those who haven't, those who cross dress, etc.

Why do people have issues with these kinds of things. I don't understand it. They say it isn't normal. Well, what's normal? As someone (don' t know who) once said: "Normal is just a cycle on the washing machine." Everyone has their little idiosyncrasies, their quirks, their strangenesses. And if someone says it's unnatural or that God doesn't want/like it? Well, what do they know? Have they every spoken personally with God? Did God ever say to them in the exact words "Pansexuality is wrong. It is bad. It is unnatural." I doubt it.

So there you have it. Hip Hip Hurray for Pansexuals.