poetry

The Nightingale and I

That little nightingale

has read my mind

and know’s when I’ve cried.

Her eyes water

just like mine

and then

sings me a lullaby.

That nightingale

and I

are one

in the same.

We share

a soul,

we share

a brain.

Emotions alike

hardship

and strife,

nothing can

cut our

bonds like

a knife.

 

poetry

Jagged Rose Petals

You see those jagged

rose petals

you hold in your hand

every night

hoping that the

rose would bloom again,

those same jagged petals.

 

Why don’t you ask

it to sing

something sugar

sweet,

honey bees

and quiet daydreams?

 

That rose will never

bloom again.

For you forgot

to water

her and

open the blinds.

Can she sing

as sweetly as before?

 

Days and days

will pass and

your quaint pot

of daisies

and lilies

will wither away.

 

You haven’t been home.

 

Where were you

when they uttered

their last breath?

 

Now you hold

those jagged rose petals

within your hand

and wonder

how long has

it been.

Reviews

Path of Jen by Sidney Wood-Review

I was given the wonderful opportunity from the people at Book Tasters to review Sidney Wood’s novel Path of Jen. I would like to thank Book Tasters before I begin this review. Without their help, I would’ve never discovered this great novel.

Synopsis 

Path of Jen follows the story of an average teen named Jen. Her and her dad go on a trip to Tehran (the capital of Iran). Ever since the uprising of ISIS and the Iran/Iraq war, Tehran has been in a state distress. Due to the current events, Jen and her father must take caution. The trip went as planned until Jen was kidnapped.

My Thoughts

Going into this novel, I didn’t know a lot about ISIS and the Islamic State. I should’ve known more about them, but this book helped me have a better understanding. It helped relieve some of my confusion.

Some of the events such as the kidnapping have sensitive material.

I thought this book was very well written. Each moment was described in crisp detail. The only thing that I was a little iffy about was some of Jen’s thoughts were a little corny. I don’t know how to describe it, but it didn’t sound like someone would say let alone think. They weren’t really realistic?

Either way I really enjoyed this book. I give it 4/5. Path of Jen is gripping and a definite read for teens and adults.

Thank you for reading!

Until next time,

Hannah

poetry

You Again/An Old Enemy

Part 1-You Again

 

Where did I go wrong,

This Valentine’s day you

Would ask

When the pages from

My notebooks are torn

And my dreams

Are shattered.

Memories.

Then you again.

The only taxi that

Seemed to be available

That lonely night

When souls collide

And wedding bells would

Ring.

Cupid’s arrows

Taken from his sheath.

You again.

I didn’t see this coming.

 

We spent months apart,

You and I.

My only hope,

The only star in the sky

Now faded to black

And tear in my heartstrings.

Maybe now I know why,

You’re alone too.

 

Part 2-An Old Enemy

 

Believe it or not,

I was on my way there

Too.

To see you shine

Like that star you once were.

Now on Broadway,

Can’t believe it to be true.

My old enemy,

I thought it was you.

But my heart still belonged

To you.

With the single rose

I hold in my hand.

A black ribbon tied

Around its stem.

 

“May you ever

Find me again,

Take this..”

I say,

And hand him the rose.

 

I get out of the car.

“Wait, don’t go,”

He pleads.

My old enemy,

May it be true,

To not be you,

But it was me too.

 

I walk through the

Rain,

I walk through the doors.

Just to find you

Standing there

With that rose.

It’s now dead,

But the black ribbon,

Now white.

 

The rain stops

And he says

“Will you stay this time?”

 

Hi, my bookish pals! It’s been a while.

I hope you enjoyed this poem. I wrote this for my Creative Writing class last semester. We were given specific details to work with such as “a taxi, Valentine’s Day, and an old enemy”. I thought it was quite fun.

Happy Memorial Day! (To those who live in the US)

Side note: I graduate this Sunday…wow! Where did high school go?

How have you all been? (Leave a comment below and all that jazz.)

Until next time my friends,

Hannah 🙂

poetry

Leaving the Moment

Tell me where

I can hide

from those

barren pastures

and dark

clouds looming

in the sky.

 

Tell me where I

can forget your

tortured face

until

nothing more

but a

memory

tucked in between

pages and songs.

 

Leaving that moment

behind me

and opening

some other

portal or

some other

estranged story

I left behind.

poetry

Galaxies-a poem inspired by National Day of Silence LBTQA+ (which was 4.21.17)

Fern and Eve spent countless hours

trying to count each star

one

by

one

when the weather

was dry

as those apricot shavings

in their yogurt.

They didn’t know what

to expect once

a black hole came

to swallow the earth

whole.

 

They had a plan.

A blueprint per say

and in those dark

and lonely times

in the summer

when no one else

was around to play.

They added new

items on their blue print

and danced away.

 

The years had passed

and the love they

thought they wanted

wasn’t pure as

each other’s.

They added new

galaxies to that map.

And finally discovered

that the world

they wanted

wasn’t pure

as their love for each other.

 

They hid in those galaxies

until the black hole

headed the other direction.

Fern and Eve scratched that

blue print

and ripped their past

to shreds.

 

There are new galaxies

and stars to discover.

Endless amounts.

~

 

 

 

Reviews

Thirteen Reasons Why-My Opinion

Wow, it’s been a while *walks in with a cup of tea and skids to the screen* I’ve missed you all! (Work, rehearsals, and school have taken over my life. ONCE AGAIN) *laughing emoji because I’m typing this on a desktop computer*

I have a funny story before we begin!

Today I purchased one of those Unicorn Frappuccinos from Starbucks. Many social media platforms have been exploding of photos and videos and advertisements. That’s what happens these days..mostly memes hit the internet harder than frappuccinos. I basically bought the frappuccino to try it.

When I got home, I looked at the side of the cup…it said “Hannah Baker”. I was laughing for at least two minutes because I didn’t even notice that someone wrote that (my name is also Hannah and spelled the same way) and I love the show Thirteen Reasons Why.

I’d like to discuss that show.

Synopsis of Show

This TV drama follows a boy name Clay who receives 12 cassette taps on his doorstep. These cassette taps were recorded by a girl named Hannah. Each tape is a new reason why she committed suicide (I actually tear up thinking about this.). Clay listens to these tapes throughout the entire show.

The Debate About Thirteen Reasons Why

I’ve read a lot of reviews about Thirteen Reasons Why while scrolling through Facebook and Twitter. Some have said the directors should not have portrayed the suicide in such a fashion. In certain episodes things can get graphic…but it really does happen out there.

There are people out there who are willing to make others suffer whether it be physically or mentally. It may hit close to home and trigger those who have gone through this sort of pain/trauma.

I think the motive was to educate those who haven’t suffered themselves but who know someone who is struggling with this issue. The makers of Thirteen Reasons Why were trying to educate us all, not offend.

Of course filming this sort of show is difficult. So difficult. You have to keep in mind that these people were being brutally honest.

The Second Big Debate With This Show

I saw one particular post about this subtopic. Sadly, I don’t remember where I read it or what it was called. All I remember is that one critic said that Thirteen Reasons Why justified pining the reasons for suicide on other people.

That was just Hannah’s circumstance. She was bullied beyond her breaking point. Everyone’s life story is different. What we go through isn’t the same to those we surround ourselves with.

There are warnings for those who might be triggered by such actions in the beginning of the episode. If anyone is affected by this, they shouldn’t watch. It will just spur more negative emotions.

*rant over*

Thanks for reading! I hope to be more active over the next few weeks.

I’ll be posting a new poem within a few days.

Keep reading my friends,

Hannah 🙂