A Blip on the Radar

I’m not dead! My energies have simply been focused elsewhere. I’m in my last semester of college, working part-time, and leading a Bible study—all of which demand an enormous amount of time! Still, things are going well. I’ll try to post some riddles or poems soon. I’ve been needing to get my creative juices flowing for some time now. 

Silence is not Dead

Hello! I’m not dead in case anyone was wondering. My last year of college commenced and is proving to be quite the headache for me (I have one right now as a matter of fact l. Because of the chaotic schedule, my creativity facet has had to take back seat for a while. I note ideas down as they come to me, and I may try to post a riddle or two, but I cannot make any commitments at this point. 

Hopefully going to have time, after this year of college to write a book series that I’ve been pondering for some time now. Can’t tell you anything about it yet, but expect some poetry and riddles at the very least! 

Weekly What – Week 14

Well my spring break did not go exactly as planned, but things rarely do. I will do my best to throw a few riddles up, but things are mentally slow at the moment. Anyways, here’s a riddle to guess if you can!

Two in front, two beside,
Two connect right behind.
Snakes that wrap around real tight:
Two without a viper bite.

So gentle and loving,
Amazing and sublime;
Snakes of antiquity:
Benevolent and kind.

Venom of an odd, odd type;
Difficult, even, to describe.
As if one’s heart was jumping inside,
After saying, “hello” or bidding, “goodbye.”

Lost in a Blizzard

No, I haven’t died or anything. I’ve simply been focusing my energies on school, which requires an immense amount of energy. Spring break is coming, and I will do my best to catch up on riddles. Besides that, I figured I needed to post something. I was digging around some of my old poetry and found this treasure! It’s one of the first poems I ever wrote, I hope you enjoy it:

Wind howled through the trees;
tearing, biting, breaking me.
Storms of pain and suffering
Left a wasteland lost in grief.

As the storm began to settle;
Slowly, gently, little by little;
The gears stopped their grinding metal;
Silence came with gentle rebuttal.

Falling slowly from the sky,
Stars that twinkled in twilight
Covered the sorrowful, ugly sights;
Point by point they covered my life.

Not all at once, so suddenly,
Was the wreckage covered quickly;
But steadily, gracefully, gradually,
The snowflakes hid all misery.

Every speck of hope from above
Was sent to cover the ugly muck.
I say a prayer of thanks to God
For the snow I love so much.