So my sister was born today
And we chose her name as Valentina.
Funny thing is that she decided to be born on Valentine's.
So probably I will call feb 14 Valentina's day forever.
Not a poem, but I wanted to share.
And by the way, it sounds like Valentin (in spanish)
with and 'a' in the end. Not like Valentine's.

:)

I like it when the lights go down
dream begins.

I wonder at times what would happen if I were to suddenly die and someone found this journal, found my words.
I wonder whether they would even read it... would they find it interesting?
I bet they would think, "What an angry and cynical little boy this writer must be."

I guess that what I ay can be a little rough around the edges but that is only because life can be the same way. I look through my own words from years before to now and try to find exactly what I am trying to say. My words bounce around at times building up on each other or breaking down.
Is there a method to my madness or is it just ranting drifting around a smouldering fire?

Maybe when I am older I can look back and someone much wiser and well along in their years will understand and nod their head slowly in compassion for a twisted soul stumbling deaf, dumb, and blind in a world that cannot be understood and a universe that forgets to place flowers on your grave.


-Joshua Haynes

Pine trees sway in the bitter cold wind,
And Jack Frost has come to stay,
Always to the earth be kind;
Whether at night or day.

Snowdrops awaken from their sleep in a bed of snow,
And bluebells awake with jewels of sparkling dew,
And through the trees sweet breezes blow;
And daisies wake anew.

*~Marian~

Sometimes we can tear
We can rip off pieces
Of ourselves as we go
Along wounding and
Tearing ourselves as we
Go along the jagged
Twisted roads of life
It can be easy to pick
Up these tears and rips
Leaving scars across
Our bodies and scars
In our minds as we
Move along in life
If they are really deep
They can begin to tear
Over and over again as
We continue to take
Damage and hardships
Never truly healing our
Tears and our wounds
We can just keep
Reopening the same old
Wounds and not knowing
How to get rid of the pain
That keeps building up
Inside that they can't
Control the pain and the
Hurt and the internal scars
That keep breaking and
Bleeding as we try to find
Different ways to bandage
Our own wounds
Unfortunately we often
Choose the wrong things
To try and heal our pain
Or heal our scars and we
Can ultimately end up
Hurting ourselves more
In the process trying to
Stitch ourselves back
Together again from
The mess that our
Lives can easily become
But the only thing that
Can heal any scar is love
Love heals all wounds both
Physical and emotionally
And especially spiritual
It is the only thing in life
That can completely heal
Everything if we allow it
We just have to be willing
To seize and find that inner
Well of love and peace
And healing inside of
Ourselves to truly set
Ourselves free from
The pain and the scars
And all of the restrictions
That come from holding
On to those scars and
Allowing them to build
Over time until the pain
And scars can become
All we will ever know

More out of life
More out of love
More out of peace
More out of grace
More out of spirit
More out of Earth
More out of joy
More out of
Those peaceful
Quiet moment in
Your soul when you
Know you are complete
And you are exactly where
You need to be at all times and
When you can feel the Earth and our
Mother and spirit flowing through every
Pour of your existence until you get
To that point in yourself where
You can accept that you
Are able to have
More peace
More grace
You are ready
To be whole
We are all
Craving for
That oneness
Connecting
With the
Common
Collective
We call
Humanity
In loving
Peaceful
Ways