Merry Christmas!

I haven't been able to post much lately and I'm in desperate need of inspiration. So while I'm trying to sort my thoughts, I'll just leave you with a wish for a very merry Christmas and a happy new year. =)

My foot is better, thanks for asking, and I can actually walk on it (with pain, I might add). It's sort of a white Christmas over here, mostly ice, slush, and lots of rain. My dad's family should be coming over soon... I don't know why I said that, but oh well, just so you know. And my mom just broke a bottle of wine, so I should go help her with that.

Well, okay... um... stay warm and safe, enjoy the holidays, and I shall be back soon with more wonderful nonsense to rant - I mean write - about. And by soon, I mean it might take a while. Just give me a few days.

The current goings-on...

Hey all!

It is 11:20 am and I'm at home, sitting on the couch, watching Anna Karenina. Why, do you ask? I just got home from the emergency room -- with a pair of crutches. Long story short, I sprained my ankle. It happened yesterday when I was at the park during gym. I was on the swings and my foot hit the ground and bent backwards. My best friends actually carried me to a bench, and then to my grandpa's car (they are so good to me!). I couldn't walk all day yesterday and wound up hobbling and hopping and crawling everywhere, and I couldn't walk when I got up this morning. And here I sit with a sprained ankle. Just my luck. Come to think of it, I'm sort of like Bella: a disaster magnet.

In other news, I did really well in school for my first semester. Okay, I did really well. I got a 4.0 GPA -- straight A's! I'm very happy, and I can't wait for AP Literature class to commence in January!

Guess what... it's almost Christmas *yay*! I love this time of year. Just the whole Christmas spirit: the decorated trees, the lights, the snow, the cheery atmosphere... it's my favorite time of year. It's the time of year I never want to end. It's the only season where caroling is publicly accepted (that never stopped me, hehe), and it's the only genuinely happy time of the year. Well, it's happy for most people, at least those who aren't scrooges and grinches on a daily basis. As for me, I can't stop singing Christmas songs! However, with a little more than a week to go, it just doesn't seem to be Christmas very much. The holidays seem rushed this year. Or maybe it's just me...

It started snowing a little while ago. And not just a dusting. Nope, I'm talking huge snowflakes. It was amazing. If it wasn't for snow and Christmas, I wouldn't like winter at all.

Just wanted to inform you of what's going on in my life. Look forward to more rants and poems and such.

The Power of Music

I had an idea in my head for a while about music and its impact on people, on emotions, on love. So, naturally, I put it to a poem. It uses a sort of unconventional rhyme scheme - well, at least poetry is something you can always experiment with. So here it is:


If music had the power to heal,
I'd play you a pretty tune
To relieve the pain, the wounds seal,
To release these pining emotions you feel.
I'd bleed the sorrow from you,
And throw your tears to the wind;
And all the sadness you once knew
Will fade away like morning dew.

If music had the power to see,
I'd play you a pretty tune.
I could see you lying there, lonely,
Thinking of life, of love, of me.
And through that melodious mirror,
We would look into each other's eyes;
With them we'd trace every contour, every feature,
Savoring the harmonious wonder.

If music had the power to change,
I'd play you a pretty tune.
I'd change your mind, your heart. Strange
How we live, so apart, yet unwilling to estrange
Ourselves from each other. So I would play
And hope that you wouldn't leave.
I'd try to make sure you don't drift away,
Leaving me to journey alone this way.

If music had the power to try,
I'd play you a pretty tune,
And I'd take you away -- come on, let's fly!
Together we'd laugh, we'd sing, we'd cry.
So I'd try to regain the love that we shared;
I'd try again, for you, for us.
Don't turn your back -- I know you cared --
So try for me, and let our love be spared.

But music does have the power to touch,
So I play you this beautiful tune.
I'll touch your heart, your soul. I ask this much:
That you will come back to me, with your love's clutch.
It's you alone I need, and it's you alone I love,
It's your song I play; I wrote it for you.
Come back, come back, my precious dove,
For my love ever increases as I raise the octave.

~:~

© 2008 by Amanda Savino

Never Let Go

Here is a spur-of-the-moment romantic poem. The last line in each stanza is taken from and inspired by the song "Never Let Go" by Josh Groban.

Your voice falls like flowering psalms;
Just serenade me.
Hold me in the lock of your arms;
Throw away the key
And tell me that you love me.
Never let go.

Your eyes shine like the burning sun;
They fill me with peace,
With life, and I know you're the one.
Let not your strength cease,
For I need you to hold me:
Never let go.

You are so strong, so beautiful,
So loving, so dear --
You make my life so wonderful
Just by being here.
Promise you'll always love me;
Never let go.

To me you are truly special,
A gift from above.
God blessed me with an angel.
I'll be alright, love,
Just as long as you love me.
Never let go.

~:~

© 2008 by Amanda Savino



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