Monday 29 November 2010

Hey again

Long time no see, eh? Sorry i've not been on in a while, been a bit busy. Kept meaning to come on. It has been snowing like mad the last couple of days. We got snowed in today, so I thought I would update here. We have been having a phenomenon up here called thundersnow, where there is thunder and lightning, but with a blizzard instead of rain. It was really strange. Anyway, I've lately been listening to the Doors concerto, by Jaz Coleman and Kennedy, and it is amazingly beautiful. I wish I could write music like that. I have to invent some contrasting pieces for music this year, and it's just so hard. I managed to get a reasonable sounding piece for the first part, but now I have a week to finish off a 20th century serialist piece and I hate it. I can't do it. I mean I am trying my best and I have something down, but how can you write something, when you don't even like the general style of music. Mine sounds horrible, and I can't get any sense to come out of the rabble of noise. Everything is based around note rows, so every note has to be in order, and I can't just add one in if it sounds nice. Anyway a few days away from it all would be nice if the snow stays, but we'll see.

Thursday 11 November 2010

Rememberance service

We had our school rememberance service today,so I see it fitting to mention the poem "For the Fallen" of which the ode of remembrance is read.

They went with songs to the battle,they were young.
Straight of limb, true of eyes, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.

I hope you all had your 2 minutes silence today. If not please do so, and remember.

Monday 8 November 2010

Busy days?

Busy day today? Sure was up here anyway. The place was buzzing and everybody was running around like headless chickens half the time. I can't figure out the concentration of ammonium molybdate I need for chemistry, though biology seems to be getting off good. Reprographics has my fiddle music. I need to think of base ideas for bag design and learn about my chosen designers for art. Dear me. Hardly time to stop and rest. Dunno what happened to the pigeons though, and the seagulls too. Tool this bus through town and there wasn't a single one in sight. Hmm...
Anyway, musings later. Poetry now.
This one is Fire and Water and was inspired by a picture I found on the Internet. Everything is connected. Don't worry if you don't understand the first time, it is meant to haves different meaning to people.

Little Flame against blank wall.
Oh, beauty!
The spark of power,
A wave of calm.
Lighting up dreary darkness and shutting out the fears,
Ruby red and cobalt blue.
And life goes on,
Like a cloud on the horizon,
Mysterious, and obvious,
As fast as the wind can carry it.
There is beauty in a flame,
And wisdom in a raindrop,
And if only one but listens very carefully,
A whim of a whisper may reach out.
Water and fire.
Water destroys fire destroys water.
Water creates fire creates water.
Both eternally linked.
And somewhere in the clouds,
An angel sings.

Enjoy!
Tigereye...

Sunday 7 November 2010

Hey Everyone

Hi guys. First log in to my new blog. I'm Tigereye.
I love writing, especially poetry, so I thought i would give you a little piece to start us off. I called it Drowning.

I jumped into the water a while ago,
unknowingly.
Spluttering, coughing,
A weight pulls me down,
And I struggle against it.
The bottom too far below
For me to get any support,
Solid ground too far away
For me to reach
The wieght pulls,
I pull,
It pulls.
I can only stay afloat for as long as possible
And hope to be saved
By that one who will piece together my shattered heart
And give me something to fight for,
Because I am drowning in tears
And death stands at my front door,
Laughing.
And yet,
I know he cannot take me too.

What do you think? Don't worry, they aren't all depressing. That was just one of my favourites that I have written so far. Anyway, hopefully Moonlit Summers isn't all going to be about poetry. I'll probably put up some thoughts on random subjects as time goes by. I'll try and update soon. Bye for now.