Weekly Photo Challenge: Victory

Before we begin, I’d like to say that all my prayers, love, and light go out to the people of Paris tonight. No words can express the depth of this sadness. I’m so sorry for all of your losses. ❤

But the challenge this week is Victory my lovelies, and victory for me was the release night of my high school literary magazine Serendipity. My Bestie and I were editors and contributors and this was the night we celebrated all our hard work with a book release and signing at Barnes and Noble in our hometown! It was a very exciting win and I can’t help but be proud of our accomplishment 🙂

Besties!

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This is the look of victory my lovelies! And exhaustion. Victory and exhaustion 😀

Weekly Photo Challenge: Achievement

Sorry this post is late my lovelies, but the toothache has been going strong for the past few days and has only noticeably started to ease up tonight (fingers crossed it continues to get better!). The challenge this week is Achievement, so lets get started shall we!

This first photo is from the book signing for Serendipity, an anthology put together by my high school and bonus, I was the editor!

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The embarrassment that was my first Dorm Room…yeah, I learned real fast that bringing everything from home was not exactly ideal!

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And finally, this is the site of my first karaoke night where my bestie and I sang our hearts out (thank God for her, she’s such a wonderful singer, no one could hear how bad I was when we sang together lol)!

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Rose Of Glory, Rose Of Grace

Here’s another poem of mine from Serendipity!

Rose :

Rose of glory, Rose of grace,

with petals of velvet, stem of lace.

Haloed soundly by molten fire,

rest you upon yon gate a-higher.

Reaching, yearning, for the Sun above,

none but love can quench such love.

Golden shafts drenched in seamless light,

red passion blooms in all its might.

Nature’s bounty thus link to link ornate,

binding Rose to Sun by love and fate.

Life and light swing hand and hand,

should one to fall, the other would not stand.

Tragic though is every lovers’ demise,

torn apart is the ground from skies.

Burning Sun is ripped from tender Rose,

and cold, dark night brings life and love to a-close.

One by one velvet petals drop,

no beams or rays to ease their bitter stop.

Rose of glory, Rose of grace,

with petals of velvet, stem of lace.

Haloed soundly by molten fire,

rest you upon yon gate a-higher.

Reaching, yearning, for the Sun above,

none but love can quench such love.

Image From Google

Image From Google

The Ice Queen

Good morning my lovelies! I figured since today’s Friday I’d post a little poem that I wrote a few years ago; it’s one of my favorite things I’ve written and was inspired by the protagonist in my first novel Believe. The Ice Queen was originally published in an anthology entitled Serendipity, which was put together by the writing class of my High School (I was the Editor…squee!) and features some truly amazing poetry, short stories, and art work, for more information regarding Serendipity click here. I hope you enjoy and let me know what you think!

The Ice Queen:

She drifted,

lost in the mist of uncertainty —

a snowy eclipse of life and death.

Looking down, she sees herself,

her back against an old oak tree.

Lovely red lips turned to ghastly blue,

skin once as honey now shimmers,

dusted in a fine pallid silver.

Ice bathes her hair lovingly, possessively,

while a crown of purest snow rests atop her head.

Marking her, claiming her as the queen of the winter forest,

The Ice Queen of Death.

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Image From Google. All Rights Belong To The Artist.