Poem: I'm Sure (and some rambling)

So, I just re-read my last post. And thought, wow that happened in the summer. Mid-Summer. It's now mid November. A lot has happened between me getting lost in Vancouver and thinking I burnt down a house til now. Well, not a lot persay. Just time. Time has happened. I do remember over the last few months going "I could blog about this" I really did think about it. But even in my head it always sounded so preachy and pointless. Less like me and more like I was just blogging for the sake of having a post for people to read, and to make me sound intelligent. Although I did have a mental freak out at a lady that I wanted to post about what it means to be Canadian. I think I should post that later. But not now because I actually know what I am going to post right now. Nothing epically fantastic mind, just an idea I've got. But I think I'll finish with that, I'm having to much fun rambling right now.

So I still a Crew Trainer at McDonalds. I'm still a Youth Leader and still help in Sunday School. I still don't like white chocolate but am eating it right now because I really want chocolate, have run out of milk chocolate and detest the dark stuff.

I still write though, I promise I still write. I have finished my short story "The Third School" (maybe I'll post it on here later for you all to read) and am working on characters for a novel. And I was getting so excited because I only had two characters left to do before I could start plotting and actually ACTUALLY working on the story. Just Granny and Moe and I would be done. But then - George. George happened. I have to add another character. Oh well. I am still writing.

Well anyways, what I was actually going to write about to you. I have decided, while looking through my iPod stuff, that I have some poems. And really poetry isn't meant to be kept to oneself. And while I think I have shown them to some people I think I want to share it with more. And what better way then this. (Apparently Facebook gets the rights if you post it there). So every so often I'll post a poem I wrote. Just for the fun of it.

Anyways this is one of my favourites called "I'm Sure?" that I wrote back in January. (I also like how poetry looks under a 'centered' format)

I'M SURE

How stunning is the frost that comes

To turn the flesh to stone -

I'm sure that Jack meant well

I'm sure that Jack meant squat,

I'm sure that colours bored the child

And that's why Jack is Frost.

How radiant the sunrise

That kills the night away -

I'm sure the sun meant well

I'm sure the colours too,

But starlight always led the lost

And now the clouds will too.

How elegant the fall of man

Which led us all astray -

I'm sure it came a quite surprise

I'm sure they weren't prepared,

I'm sure they never knew too well

That Death had such the skill.

How dazzling does that life do come

It comes to take you home -

I'm sure that Death was sure he won

I'm sure that you were too

But artists always loved the art

And God the people too.