tale and rhymes
In a forest…thick, thick
There was a princess…lost, lost
And when coming back home
She found a heart…sick, sick
Trees so ….high high
Slaughtering the moon
In her map…hurting, heartbreaking
Time, prophet of the doom
Pacing day and night…pacing
To find the way back home
Surrounded by beauties…princesses
Pacing day and night…pacing
That the princess became a queen…bonnie
With no map in her memory
And their clothes torn… suckling her honey
At the forest…thick, thick
There was a queen…lost, lost
Between caressing honeysuckles
And the moon disguised in glasses.
December 24th, , 2001
jesica suparo
Hi Jesica! First of all I want to apologize for my intromission here… But anyway, I just felt like writing some words to you. My name is Valentina Becker, I’m 17 and I’ve just finished my last year at Colegio San Patricio. I’m Charlie’s student as well and I found you through this blog stuff.
I’ve read some of your writings and I really like what you express, how you see things, your creativity, the stories you tell… What caught me the most is a sense of feeling identified with you and what you write. The pieces “Violet” are great! Violet III is much like me. I felt described with it! And these sentences are stuck in my head: “I want to shine so badly, so fiercely, that I don’t know how to. I want to shine without letting anyone blind. I want to show them, to show you what can I do, what I can create with my very hands, with my mind, with all my self. I write, for me. I do not know when I began, but I do know that since I began writing I couldn’t stop. I’ve thrown few things, and burnt others. […] I keep on producing, because is good for my soul. It is profitable for my soul. I have the courage to keep on showing myself, and what I do, with all the consequences that may bring. […] I do not want to be better than anyone…I want to be the best I can be. This is what I do. This is who I am, I reflect myself through this.” Those sentences are me!! I don’t know if finding that someone feels so identified with what you are and write makes you feel good, capable of telling what others feel, or it will make you feel as you’re not the only one. And the latter can have two sides too: maybe you liked being different, or maybe now you know that somebody felt the same as you in some way and it makes you feel good and not so different… Whatever!
I’m sorry for making you read this long text and for copying and pasting some of your sentences, but I felt I had to do it. Thank you so much and why aren’t you writing anymore? I want to go on reading
You can find me at http://valebecker90.blogspot.com or http://www.fotolog.com/vale_becker
Hi! I’m sorry for the delay, but I’ve been very busy with the final ceremonies at school and all the preparations for them… and I didn’t want to write to you quickly… But here I am!
jeje. It’s really sad to finish school… but I have to admit that finishing gave me a lot of things that I had never dreamt of.
On tuesday was my “Colación de grado” and you wanna know who gave me my diploma? Charlie! I chose him
About words and writing… I feel the same way too! It’s a world were you choose what to write and what to tell… it’s just you, what you want and you don’t think about anything else… I think that’s what I’ve found in writing and is what caught me to go on writing. And maybe nobody likes or reads what I write, but I feel great writing and I do it just for myself…
Thank you for answering back and you’re welcome to comment in -or is it on? Gosh, I hate prepositions!- my blog whenever you want to
See yaaa!
Vale