Tuesday, June 30, 2009

mr squiggle

I believe god is a little bit like mr squiggle.. so often we give him a mess of little scribbles we started drawing and he turns them into a masterpiece.. Even if that means turning them upside down!

Monday, June 29, 2009

rainbow

The booklet asked me
if my reward is strong
enough to keep me
on track.

goal

I laugh
in the face of the booklet
assuming I'm just another hopeful
girl who is temporary in her task

results

I fight
A battle
Everyday

No 'reward' can maintain that spirit
But your promise does




Friday, June 26, 2009

halfway to forth

Last night I went to my local bar for a chill session with my housemate after a long and tiring last week of term.

When we got there we were stoked to see that a band from the coast, Halfway To Forth were playing. I first heard of these guys a year or two ago when I walked past them playing on the side of the road in a town called Penguin. The band is made up of two brothers, dan and kyle. Dan exchanges between a snare, tambour, and stomp pad setup, and guitar, along with mostly lead vocals. Kyle also has a great voice along with the skills of guitar and banjo. These brothers are pretty amazing musicians, and together they compliment each other creating what I would say is blues and roots awesomeness.

I love going to my local because it is always laid back and the crowd is 80% regulars with the other 15% backpackers and 5% drop-ins. It's always a good vibe- but last night was something else. Everyone was grooving to the sounds and loving the mix of covers and originals. At one point a guy called Zac Lister jumped up and whipped out an amazing cover of Billie Jean. That was a treat! Zac Lister was a bit of a musical legend in launceston over the past 4 years. I believe he has relocated to Melbourne and is playing in a three piece there. I could be wrong?..

Anyway, next time you are in the mood for some good live tunes, hit up the Halfway to Forth myspace page and get amongst the madness.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

obviously

sometimes we dance around it
you think i tip-toe
i think you beat around it
but we both know

obviously - we just haven't found it.

Monday, June 22, 2009

mr not-so-perfect

A part of me sees that side of you,
the shallow and selfish traits.
The rest of me sees the heart of you,
the selfless, faithful man.
A part of me likes that side of you,
it gives an unlawful right to judge.
I only hope that part in you sees the rest of me,
because my judgement I don't trust.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

old man

Hope became a stranger when the old man became a friend.

hold

I will never understand how one conversation has had the power to completely take hold of me and change the course of my thoughts for years gone by and I'm sure years to come. I want so desperately to forget it, but more desperately to believe it.

At what point do you accept defeat and walk away from what you believed was right for so long?

Perhaps the day that it all seems so final, but I've been here before, and that day lasts but a moment in the grand picture.

And here I am again.


kwit

Hollow thoughts repeating themselves
No substance
Distraction

Jealous heart denying itself
No mercy
Distraction

Dangerous words revealing themselves
No reason
Distraction

Hatred fire consuming myself
No right
No place
No need
No life.


Friday, June 19, 2009

even the beautiful

Even the beautiful are scared
To let their skin feel the breeze
Cover me now
Before it's revealed
Mask my intentions and limit my words
They can't know I'm just a child


Thursday, June 18, 2009

morning tea

It occurred to me today that no matter what walk of life, or financial situation, or family circumstance, or religion, or career, or status- we all have desires and needs that nothing in this physical world can satisfy.

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

feel

We can't touch them - but they touch us.

We can't control them - but they can control us.

They don't have an off switch - but they have the power to completely shut us down.

You can feel without acting, but you can't act without feeling.

Feelings change you, but it is often so hard to change a feeling.

You can't sell them
You can't walk away from them
You can't offload them without creating more in the process
You can't ignore them
You can't get plastic surgery on them
You can't adopt them out
You can't buy them
Cheap imitations don't last long

I like it that way. Sometimes.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

for the now

I was young
He stood still
We talked about fear
On my doorstep
Literally

I was waiting
He was talking
We were growing
He was moving

I was vulnerable
He was firm
We shared and laughed
His words have stuck

Time has passed
In no time at all
I know I'm still waiting
Unfortunate fool

Monday, June 15, 2009

My Escapade

I love music.

I also love it when good musicians come together and create a unique sound that represents a deep love for their art. A band called My Escapade have done exactly that! I strongly recommend you check them out. They have just posted their new video on this website

http://www.channelv.com.au/v/channelu/?ucode=U1266

If you like their video you can vote for it to be featured on Channel [V].

If you want to check out more of their tunes you can visit their myspace by clicking here.

Anyhow - I really dig their tunes.

Saturday, June 13, 2009

guilty as sin

she's tried to rewind
unbutton and untie
a battle with greed
no sinner could deny

her thoughts riddled with guilt
a heavy mistake
retreating to her knees
bowing at his gates

she looks up to see
he casts no eye down on her
too close from far
so far from there

her soul lies shattered
his body once broken
give these words justice
live them as spoken

her sin a reminder
to live a sacrifice
because his gift was death
and his death equals life



Friday, June 12, 2009

adorable

I have some pretty crazy characters in my class.. they come up with some funny things that make me laugh.

Today a grade 6 boy made an honest mistake and introduced his creative writing story called 'The Adorable Snowman'.. It made his story awesome - all throughout his story the abominable snowman was referred to as the adorable snowman.. quite an unintentional comedic piece of writing!

There is another older boy who is constantly in my personal space - and today I asked (in a very polite, caring, and loving manner) to back off and stop getting all up in my grill!
His response was
"But I like your personal space - I like being in it"

And my personal favourite ***tune out now if easily offended***

The little legends in my class get all rugged up with hats and scarfs at this time of the year. The boys are quite loosely romantic and are always coming up with 'awesome' pick up lines and such.. recently there has been a bit of flirting going on and today is was 'scarf-based flirtatious activities' ... at one point one of the grade 7 girls tugged on the scarf of a grade 8 boy and pulled him in close to her face and pretended to kiss him.. the class erupted in fits of laughter and she was suddenly the coolest chick out there for coming up with such a smooth move... but the line that followed her smooth move is what made me almost lose it!

"When I grow up im going to tug a boy and then kiss him!"

terrible. but i had to laugh.

skin deep

stretched like leather
worn and tired
holding all the life inside

tainted and dry
semi-precious and dated
this is what time has long created

inject!
inject!
you cannot be seen
strip back all the rust and see me as clean

i stand beside you
not touched or held
night cast its shadow
and time cast his spell

come in close so you can be heard
whisper - i feel your breath
no need to hear each word

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

temple

If today tells me this
that tomorrow is uncertain
it brings no new revelation
just another confirmation

That this moment is all
is the only proof we go on
because the future is but an ideal
for only this moment is real

If my body fails me
it gives my spirit strength
to hope for the ideal
with a purpose now I find
a reason to pray and trust and depend
because today is soon tomorrow
and tomorrow soon the end.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

my eye view

I made a promise
Perhaps too soon
But I will follow it through
Trusting in you

I made a promise
We made it mine
A daily reminder
To let loose with time

I keep this promise
In secret I know why
But my pride takes face
And the promise is replaced

With a cover so superficial
Everyone is proud
Pride for pride
The true promise inside

Hidden from whispers
Gossip and lies
This promise is sacred
Behind those eyes.


Saturday, June 6, 2009

thankful

Let me start with this: I am not going to be able to justify my feelings in words.. but I will try!

Today I felt joy - not just happiness... but joy. Last night I was visiting friends in B-Town and got a text from my dad telling me he got a full time job.

I believe god had this all sorted. While dad was in the running for this Egypt job, I was praying for my family..that they would be together..even if that meant Egypt.

Dad went for this job not knowing where it was or what it was really about.. Turns out it is in our home town and he is perfectly trained for the position. He started full time on Friday.

The significance of this is that 11 months ago my 64 yr old dad was going to a have a job interview (he retired but decided he wanted to go back to work). The day before his interview he fell and broke his leg quite badly and life changed for him from that day on. He couldn't do anything for himself anymore and has only recently been able to put shoes on again.

This job is a massive thing for him and I could not be more thankful for my god and his amazing ways.. even though dad doesn't know it yet.

XxX Corrie


Thursday, June 4, 2009

alright with me

I love to see you speak
Your words, muddled as they may be..
Say them loud and make it yours
You make perfect sense to me.

I love to hear your song
No need for a score or melody
The lyrics are your life
-Rise and fall of your talk-
As you share I am chased
As you trust i am caught

Capture me again
I love it when you do
When all the other voices cease
And all I hear is you



Tuesday, June 2, 2009

your face is

Facebook.

It's rubbish.

I love that I can go on there and catch up with peeps from all over the place, particularly when my friends are all off traveling or getting hitched or having kids and other exciting things. It's great for that - but rubbish when people use it to cure boredom and post all their worries and opinions as status updates.

There is one girl who I used to get along with well. She's now married and living abroad. Her status is changed twice daily at least and is ALWAYS stating an opinion about someone or something. It sucks because I know she is so much deeper than her online character represents her to be. She comes across as a racist, ditzy, complaining, stuck up, spoilt, self obsessed, rich girl... But that's not at all what she is when you get her in the flesh for a chat! It's crazy- and- her pictures are all of her wide eyed, brows raised, perfect Hollywood smile rubbish... Makes her look like an idiot to me. Grrr. I often wonder if my online identity is representing me as a much different person to what I really am.

Dont get me wrong - I'm all for the looking your best in pics... But not when you start looking like a goldfish out of water who has just heard Andrew O'Keef call your name to play for 2 million big ones. No... That's when you stop looking good and start to look like an idiot.



Monday, June 1, 2009

skewer.. or?

Last week i was in the local souvlaki place ordering a damn fine chicken souvi to go. As i waited for the two old ducks to prepare my meal I had a little listen to their conversation that could be heard by anyone passing by two blocks away. The older lady (late 50s) was obviously greek, and i assume she runs the place.. the younger one (late 30s) perhaps a daughter?.. just guessing.. but they seemed to know a lot about each other.

Now - to get the full effect.. imagine a greek accent tainted with a Tasmanian twang for Older Lady, and your typical cliche thick Taswegian accent for the Younger Mullet Lady.

Older Lady: When's young Steven going to introduce you to that girl whos been hanging around?

Younger Mullet Lady: Ahh he's taking her to the school dinner sooo...

Older Lady: Awww he'd like that!

Younger Mullet Lady: Aww yeah, like christmas on a stick!



Need I say more?...