Hi! I'm Brooke, and I'm an author. I love writing; I always have, and I love anything that has to do with words and poems and reading. I also like to sing, act, swim, and laugh (a lot.)
There is music in my ears
as I try to fall asleep
I close my eyes
and listen
to the rhythm, to the beat.
Pulsing through my soul
as I toss and turn
drowning out other noise
and to dreamland
I will return.
Caught up in every note
that touches my heart
beauty in every form
this music
is a type of art.
Words meaning different things
to every single one of us,
a meaning so true
the lyrics in this music
are a plus.
This lullaby
is everything to me,
gentle, sweet, soft, and kind
soothing music like this
is hard to find.
I wrote this poem because I fell asleep to soothing music last night. My mom told me I could listen to my iPod so I would get sleepier; I created a ‘soothing music’ playlist and didn’t want to take it off! The music blocked out everything else, and it was already so quiet anyway that it was all I could hear. It was wonderful.
Okay – I am EXTREMELY excited about this event!!! I am going to be having a book signing at Borders on Apalachee Parkway on August 7th at 10:00 in the morning. I can’t wait and I hope a lot of people show up to support me – that would REALLY make my day. Both of my books will be on sale, along with more info on Book 3, which I am still editing… 🙂
I’ll be available for questions and conversation; I’ll speak at a certain time to anyone who cares to listen! I really hope everyone is just as excited as I am; I am going to be counting down the days!! This is the sort of thing that I have always dreamed of!! 🙂
Okay, I know you’re probably getting REALLY tired of these FYIs…but this is the last one! I promise!! Then I’ll shake things up with a poem or two, and I might have to squeeze in another of FYI after those. Anyway, I’ve updated my Scharred page for the third time in a row, so check it out if you haven’t already.
For those of you who want a sneak peak of Book 3, you’ll get your chance by clicking on the Scharred page. Wasn’t this FYI helpful??
For all those of you out there who happen to read this blog and follow the progress of Book 3, you are in luck: I have just updated my Scharred page. Check it out!!!
There are things that we want,
and things we can’t have,
one word sums it all:
‘If…’
though it may be small.
My mental picture
and reality
don’t seem to match up
so what I say is this:
if and only if.
If and only if…
I could fly, I could soar,
I could break down the doors
between us
if and only if.
If and only if
my dreams could come true
I’d float along in bliss
and for that I can say this:
if and only if.
If and only if
I found miracles round every corner,
the ups and downs could disappear
as would my fears
if and only if…
‘If and only if…’
this phrase is short but carries meaning,
and the one word itself is magic,
because its the first step to believing…
begin by just repeating: ‘if and only if.’
I don’t know what possessed me to write this. The phrase just sounded right for the title of a poem, I guess. And if (there it is again) you think about it, the more you realize that that one single word: ‘if’ is the beginning of a dream, of an obsession, of a goal…You think, ‘if and only if…’ It’s a wish. We all have them, and I think (I hope) I captured this revelation of mine just right in the poem. This thought seems to make sense to me…but it might not to some others. If you DO think it makes sense, please comment and let me know!! (I need to be reassured that my poem wasn’t just some random sentences put down on paper.)
Hey everyone! The poem below is pretty special to me, and I wanted to share it with everyone…(or the few readers I might have) I was going through my 2009/2010 8th grade English journal, and I came across this poem that I had written on September 23rd. We had been given a free write, and I wasn’t feeling too hot, so I wrote a poem about being sick. After English class, I went to the clinic and was sent home. As it turns out, I had gotten the H1N1 flu!! What makes me laugh is that despite all odds, I was still able to write a pretty humorous poem. (Well, it’s humorous to me, considering I had a pretty high fever when I was writing it…)
I feel my head spinning,
and I’m sitting, sitting, sitting,
and feeling as if
I might possible explode.
I don’t feel like sitting or standing
more like lying on the ground
there’s a buzzing in my head,
and odd sort of sound.
Someone’s drilling on my forehead,
someone’s clapping in my ears,
a whistle is another sound
I just don’t want to hear.
Make it stop! Make it stop!
Let’s put an end to this
I just want to go to sleep –
is that such a bad wish?
There are goosebumps on my arms,
chills down my spine
I’m just waiting for a monster
to pop up in this rhyme.
I think I must be sick
nothing seems to stick
the teacher is talking,
kids are walking…
The floor is shaking,
I feel like I am baking –
oh, now I’m cold again.
I let loose a cough
beg for medicine
talk nonsense
and chatter into oblivion.
Someone’s hand is in the air,
no, it’s more like four,
everything goes blurry
and I find myself on the floor…
“Call the nurse!”
“911!”
is all I hear for now,
but I think of my mom –
because I know she’ll have a cow!
Ha, ha! As you can see, it IS a bit exaggerated…there wasn’t really any buzzing in my head, the floor wasn’t shaking, and I didn’t find myself on the floor. Nobody had to call 911, either. However, I think you can get the gist of just how badly I was feeling. I DID have chills, and I was getting hot and then cold over and over again. Well, I hope it made you smile, too. 🙂
OMG! You won’t believe this…it’s so exciting: both of my books can now be found on Books-A-Million.com and Barnes n’ Noble.com!!! BOTH BOOKS! I had no idea, but I just found out tonight and I couldn’t wait to share it with what little readers I might have… 🙂
– Brooke
P.S. You should really check it out and comment or review the book or something.
