The Self-Esteem Poem

Sitting here
I can feel your voices
Overhelming my own
I wish to shout
“I have ideas too”

The loudest
always get
The attention
Even if
they don’t deserve it

How is it that
the squeaky wheel
Gets more notice
Than the mouse
Squeaking from pain

Meanwhile the mouse
Beats herself up
Her hurt self esteem
Hidden by the silence

Squeezing her open wounds
Pouring out pulp
For those whose
poor self confidence
Is masked by
their blasting boombox


Hello Again!

Yet again dear readers I have returned,

I am unsure for how long this time around. I think when I posted last I told you that I was going back to school. It seems like on break is the only free time I really get but even that is somewhat untrue. You see I have unfortunately prioritized this last which is a real loss because I truly enjoy blogging. It helps me reflect.

I have been focusing on my Etsy more than this lately since I’m still hoping to get my first sale. I recently got from a forum post I created some great answers to my questions on how to tag items effectively to increase SEO.

My Shop Banner. You like?

My Shop Banner. You like?

I also am planning on learning how to cook and possibly videotaping my attempts. I could try to reach out to the college student community on a real life level as another college student struggling to make good-tasting, cheap, and quick meals.

Another reason I have been neglecting this blog is that I’ve gotten more involved in my college community lately. I’ve been continuing with Red Skies (a journalism wordpress run by a student staff), getting more involved with the English Honors Society, and the attempt of the Education department to create a branch of FEA (Future Educators of America). Not to mention I also work 8 hours in the Writing Center as a tutor.

All of this while keeping my grades up, hanging with my boyfriend on the weekends, and trying to make more items for my Etsy.

For now dear reader I hope you have enjoyed this ramble about my life. So much has happened. It is truly exciting and bit daunting.

I wonder if you all have forgotten about me. I would not blame you but I remember some of the lovely writings, art, and other wonderful ideas we shared. I’d love to share some more!

All the Best for You and Yours,


Another School Year About To Start

Dear readers,

With another school year about to start for me I contemplate my goals for this year. What can I do differently? What should I look forward to and what am I leaving behind? And most importantly what will become of my blog and etsy? 

So right here right now I am created a list of goals for this year:

1. Work hard but take some time to play

2. Get my license (I know I can’t believe I don’t have it yet either. :P)

3. Get a job 

4. Bond with teachers and classmates (afterall they are people who can reference me later, support me, and give me advice)

5. Plan to post something each week for this blog

6. Make something for my etsy each week & make a treasury twice a week

7. Get exercising, eating healthy, and relaxing through meditation.

8. Be more productive during the day on homework and other things.

9. Spend time with friends as well as taking time for myself.

This is all a bit of a daunting task but I think with time and effort I can achieve my goals.


Much Happiness to You,


The orange post-it is going to be the challenge for some of these.


Late August

One of my followers whom I follow. I love his poetry and decided this poem of his was worthy of some recognition. 🙂 Enjoy.

Sounds of the Son

Hold my hand, my love
Be not distant
For late august winds
Can bring a subtle separation

The ending of a season
Can bring disconsolation
And the swan song of summer
Is a ballad, bitter blue

Paths that push past the horizon
Leave new love to wander
To reclaim its beginnings
Or flirt with finalities

The wheels of passions
Slow in their spinning
As the course of sweet union
Gently slopes uphill

Hold my hand, my love
Be not hesitant
For the late august rains
Can bring subtle reservations

Sun tinged memories
Can bring complication
And the reveries of yesterday
Are a picture without a tune

Clouds that cover the skyline
Lead love in a different way
To chase the fading sun
Or lay wait the moon’s ascent

The chariot of desire
Trails off on its run
As the mist of summer missed
Forms an autumn haze

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Dungeon Prompts – Season 3, Week 3: Overcoming Ourselves

Hoping to do this challenge. I’m reblogging this to share with any followers who are writers and to save for later. 🙂
Much Happiness,

The Seeker's Dungeon

This week’s prompt is:  Overcoming Ourselves  (running from August 14 – August 20)

“It’s not all bad. Heightened self-consciousness, apartness, an inability to join in, physical shame and self-loathing—they are not all bad. Those devils have been my angels. Without them I would never have disappeared into language, literature, the mind, laughter and all the mad intensities that made and unmade me.”

– Stephen Fry, Moab Is My Washpot

“The greater the artist, the greater the doubt. Perfect confidence is granted to the less talented as a consolation prize.”

– Robert Hughes, Modernism’s Patriarch (Time Magazine, June 10, 1996)

Today’s Prompt:

Tell us about your experiences with overcoming yourself.

The article that you link to this prompt should be a new post written specifically for this assignment. 

Dungeon Prompts are meant to help with opening the abandoned rooms inside ourselves and dusting them off a bit.  Every Thursday morning…

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