Paige Curtis

Current mood: tired
Category: Writing and Poetry

I looked out a window to glance at the view,

[a tree blowing softly through wind in the air

and grass strands are dancing together in pairs]

Then turned on the TV to see what was new.

<…was injured today in a horrible acc->

I turned off the TV so I could relax;

There’s no way to do that with such awful facts.

{apple pie wafting right up to my nose;

a river of smell that grows as it flows}

I ran to the kitchen to eat the good food

And reached for a piece before I got shooed.

(needle-like pain that hurts like a shot)

<Don’t touch that just yet! It’s still way too hot!>

I looked at the pie with gluttonous eyes.

[curls of steam fade out as they rise]

So I waited forever; it seemed like ten years!

But then came the time, and I let out three cheers.

’sweet apple goodness and just a small trace

of cinnamon speckles that greaten the taste’

Then when I was finished I picked up a book,

Pulled back the cover, and had a good look.

[...Hickory..Dickory..Dock...]

The mouse run up the clock.

Currently listening : Don't Look Away By Kate Voegele Release date: 22 January, 2008

A virtuous woman
Current mood: sleepy
Category: Writing and Poetry

Psalms 31:10-31

Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies.
The heart of her husband doth safely trust in her, so that he shall have no need of spoil.
She will do him good and not evil all the days of her life.
She seeketh wool, and flax, and worketh willingly with her hands.
She is like the merchants' ships; she bringeth her food from afar.
She riseth also while it is yet night, and giveth meat to her household, and a portion to her maidens.
She considereth a field, and buyeth it: with the fruit of her hands she planteth a vineyard.
She girdeth her loins with strength, and strengtheneth her arms.
She perceiveth that her merchandise is good: her candle goeth not out by night.
She layeth her hands to the spindle, and her hands hold the distaff.
She stretcheth out her hand to the poor; yea, she reacheth forth her hands to the needy.
She is not afraid of the snow for her household: for all her household are clothed with scarlet.
She maketh herself coverings of tapestry; her clothing is silk and purple. 
Her husband is known in the gates, when he sitteth among the elders of the land.
She maketh fine linen, and selleth it; and delivereth girdles unto the merchant.
Strength and honour are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come.
She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness.
She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness.
Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her.
Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all. 
Favor is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth the LORD, she shall be praised.
Give her of the fruit of her hands; and let her own works praise her in the gates.

Bff’s forvever ;-) No...Just Best Friends. :D
Current mood: blessed
Category: Writing and Poetry

When I met you
you brightened up my life.
If it wasn’t for you
my life would be pretty boring..
Not nearly as many laughs.
Me and you talked
and became best friends!
We were with eachother to the end... and back again.
I love you like a sister
It’s like I knew you forever.
On our key chains
it says best friends forever.
I’ll be there when you cry
or a relationship has gone bad.
When we get older, I’ll make sure
that you are never ever sad.
When in college
I want to stay in touch
seeing you once in awhile
will never be enough.
I know we will have times
where we will not agree
but we will make it up with
sleepovers, cheese, and movies.
So to my best friend
I hope you never go away
because we do what best friends do
and I will always be here to stay.

-Yet Another poem by -Paige

Currently listening : All We Know Is Falling By Paramore Release date: 26 July, 2005

February 12, 2008 - Tuesday

Perfect weather Current mood: warm Category: Life Whenever the weather is perfect, it makes everything so much more enjoyable. A good conversation, which is already enjoyable, suddenly seems like one of the best times you've ever had talking to someone. If you're reading a book you like, the book will then be fascinating, and you'll feel like the author had moments of genius as he sat down to write. I wonder what it is about the weather that's so powerful. It always seems to affect everybody's mood. Currently listening : Riot! By Paramore Release date: 12 June, 2007