My real name is Jeremy,
My sister thinks it is favorite,
I believe it is misjudged talent,
I hope people think it is the one friend who cares,
Always there,
Never judging,
Undivided love


My real name is Jeremy,
To some I am hero,
Others, arch-nemesis,
To a spectator I am a genius,
To most I am “know-it-all,”
I am myself.

falling from grace, losing all hope, giving up in life, why is she falling, why am I falling, how can I stop, may I stop, who knows, will I stop, can I stop, all these questions flood my head, and all I can say is no I wont stop falling because that is not me, I must fall in order to find myself out, if I dont fall then I may never know the truth, what is the truth? an angel is that the truth, is God the truth? who knows I sure dont I dont believe in such a thing but maybe that iwhy I am falling, falling from grace, grace hmm it seems that word is thrown around alot what does it truly mean to be graced by something, someone , god, I have no idea, and may never know what is truly means, I live my life by my own fate, by my own destiny, to bleieve in a greater being, I do, but just not the god that everyone says I have to believe in in order to go to a better place, I would rather fall fall into oblivion, hell even just so that I can know for sure, and spend an enternity learning my lesson, but what if there is nothing after death>? i like to believe in reincarnation, that we all are reborn again as something different, something better or worse bdepending on what we did in our past lifes, I love to believe in that because it givees me a reason to be a good person, but isnt that what religion is for anyways, as a morla guide to life, as a guardian savior that will free your from a life on earth and spend enternity in heaven, but what truly is ehaven, knowing that when you die, your spritit lives on but you mind does not, so how then would you know? after you die we can only think about what happens, not what really happens, that is the main reason I am so skeptical about god and all of his rigghteous tales, I am not nieve enough to think that their is no higher being, something beigger than us, but I just don't think that the church is the right way to go about finding yourself, andyour fate.....

a path that may lead anywhere, yet leads to where you want to go in life, this is my path the path of life is ahead of me, I cant stop travelling down this road because it is the only road i know, there may be crossroads at times but I know that I will choose the right path it is fate destiny call it what you will this is the path chosen for me by me, I know who I am what I want in life, what I need in life, I am the conductor on this long road of life, no one can stop me from reaching my potential in life, noone but myself, why stop the train though, why stop life so suddenly, I may get off on a stop, but that train will always be there ready to take me ahead in my life, lets go, get going in life, now I have to go, again, the train is calling me, I have t0 go, goodbye the life I have chosen is ahead of me, whether good or bad, I dont know what is around the corner, may I know please? no says a voice from afar that would take the fun out of life, but I need to know that is the way I think ,but guess what if I did know that would ruin everything that I would hope to accomplish on my own, if I know what is going to happen then I could lose all enjoyment from it, but is knowing my fate, my end, my death the best thing for me? who knows....

The closest I ever felt to nature, well there is the zoo, the aquariums, but all of that is man made nature, true nature lies away from civilization I think, when I went to gatlinburg TN I went to the mountains, and we stay in a cabin up there, it was so nice, trees surrounding you, the wide open horizon, full of nothing but blue, it was a great trip, but the best part was when we took a ski lift sort of thing up to the top of one of the mountains, of course there was a gift shop and all that but if you turned your back to that and just looked out on the horizon you could see the mountain peaks, lining up, the sky, birds, trees, the whole works, it was an awe inspiring mountain up there on the mountains, andother time we went to Rock City, that was another time I felt close to nature, the rocks were so interesting, of course all of the paths were man made and such, but still once you reach the top, it was the same sight as in gatlinburg, nothing but calm skys, beautiful mountain sides, and a gorgeous waterfall, it was a great vacation.

Leaving is such a strong word, it can have so many different meanings like gone for today gone for the night, gone for the rest of your dog gone life, is it ..... if you have caught on to what I was referring too, then good job you like country, as to what leaving truly means, it depends on the person thinkinh about it, for me leaving is about death I do think about it all the time but I try not to worry about it, if I worry about it then I start to freak out which is not a good thing, my grandma passed away, 3 years ago I believe although it still feels like it happened this year, she was only a couple days away from her 50th anv. with my grandpa, I think about it now and I still can't get the emotions out that I want, it is hard for me to express these feeelings for some unkonown reason, I hate that I can't express them, but to be honest I was not that close to my grandma, I mean I loved her and all that but I never really spent a lot of time with her, I regret it somewhat now, the last memory I have of my grandma is staying in the house while my parents were outside helping with my grandpa's garage, I went over to see if my grandma was okay, and she flipped, she started asking who I was, how I got in the hjouse, and starting calling for my grandpa, she thought I was a girl, I think i did have long hair back then so it was a simple mistake, but I look back on it now and I laugh it was a moment of complete sorrow knowing that that would be my last memory of my grandma but still I look back laughing, it was a good memoryl, I know she still knew who I was, it was the cancer getting the best of her, OI didnt blame her, I blamed the cancer, something that i couldnt control, but that was ok with me, if i cant control it, why worry or complain? I like to think I live by that, but sometimes life just gets the better of me.

My comment to Jennie:
Great job on the use of imagery, the last part of your poem is very good. The violin, softly heard, gently played, soothing sounds, it is all there. Very sensual, great job overall!

The Silent Change


I am the leap of faith,
The never-ending fall into oblivion,
My path uncertain, a sudden wind
Changes my path, I am the lost
Trinket of years past, full of good
Memories, cherished by many,
I am a rock under the ocean,
Impacted by the slightest wave,
Morphing into new shapes, a boot,
A moon, a symbol of the unknown,
Of uncertainty, but also of promise,
The sacred promise of adventures,
I am the minute shift in your life,
For better or for worse, the normal
Is no longer, I am the black ominous ice under
The clean white snow, hidden from plain view,
You never see me coming, I am the silent change.

Noun

Inthrallment -Act of inthralling, or state of being inthralled; servitude; bondage; vassalage
Touchstone - a test or criterion for the qualities of a thing
Wastewier - An overfall, or weir, for the escape, or overflow, of superfluous water from a canal, reservoir, pond, or the like.
Piebald - having patches of black and white or of other colors; parti-colored.
Bullyrag - to bully; harass

Adjective

Disconsolate - without consolation or solace; hopelessly unhappy; inconsolable
Woebegone - beset with woe; affected by woe, esp. in appearance
Unequivocal - not equivocal; unambiguous; clear; having only one possible meaning or interpretation
Imputrescible - not liable to decomposition or putrefaction; incorruptible
Gesticular - pertaining to or characterized by gesticulation

Verb

Esquire -to escort or attend in public

Nark - to become annoyed

Domineer - to rule arbitrarily or despotically; tyrannize

Suborn - to bribe or induce (someone) unlawfully or secretly to perform some misdeed or to commit a crime

Immure - to shut in; seclude or confine

Ocean is as one with the world
As I Stare out into the Sea,
I can feel the soft oceans breeze
the warmth from the sun
the grass dances with the whistling wind
the ocean is filled with thoughts
and mysteries,
I feel the cool water
the ocean is alive filled with lost souls
washing emotions up onto the shore
My feet sink in the softness of the sand
The ocean is made up of dreams
and achievements,
My mind lies in the heart of the ocean
The rocks are bones
Out in the open the waves settle
and wait for their attack,
I feel as one with the ocean
as the ocean feels like one
with the world.
Izabelle Sheridan
This poem really expresses my love for nature. It connects the bridge between humanity and nature, how in some ways we are just like everything else on this planet. While reading it I am able to visualize an open ended horizon, free of civilization, smog, saturation, just a plain simple blue ocean. Vast, calm, fighting to reach for something on shore, pulling in shells, a distant memory of some far off place. Spitting out new shells, new memories, for adventurers to pick up and hear, to experience all walks of life, even though it may seem far away. I do feel as one with the ocean, as it does with the world. In a way, by connecting with the ocean, I am connecting with the world, an emotion one can not explain, but only feel. I dream of one day living by the ocean, to wake up morning, after morning, the window slightly cracked, just enough to let the vibrant sound evoke colors in the air around. An all-encompassing feeling to start the day refreshed, anew. This is the life I want, this is what I strive for.

Daily life for me might seem, from the outside looking in, to be as calm as a pond in the summer, but from the inside looking out, it is a hurricane in the middle of may. College, school, life, drama, the future, all of these words and their meanings whirring about in my head. What does it all mean? What should it mean, to me? The impact of college, going off for who knows how many years, leading a whole new life, free of "rules", parents, supervision, has not hit me full force yet. It may seem like a grand awakening for some, or a horrible nightmare for others, but for me, it is nothing, just another step in the cycle of life. I think that it will all change eventually but for now, my head is in the books for school.

Right now I am looking for a roommate through some roommate finder program for Michigan Technological University. I think the system is a good idea, but as I am a shy person, it is hard for me to just send a message to someone saying "Hey, you sound like an interesting person, want to be roommates?" I don't want them to just pick one for me. I found someone who I believe I have meet before, so I sent him a message asking if he remembered who I was, and if he was who I thought he was, if you can follow what I am saying. Anyways I really am not worried about a roommate at the moment, and won't be until it gets closer to the deadline.