I wrote a reversible poem! Read it Forwards and then Backwards!
I’ll love you forever
So I gave you flowers
The church bells rang
Till death do us part.
To Never to be severed from.
My darling it’s you I never want
To lose
To love is
To feel my heart beat stop in my chest.
I hear those fateful words
My head spins.
I’ll never forget
This
What did I ever do to deserve
You
It begins and ends with
Flowers
An Arcade
Arcades, especially at night, can be a flurry of bright, colorful neon lights. This makes them prime photoshoot locations, especially if you want to get a bright, retro vibe.
Cats
Cats are pretty awesome for a lot of reasons. But one thing is for sure- they’re awesome at being photogenic. If you have a cat available, maybe consider taking a few shots with your pet!
Rainbow scarves and accessories
Rainbow accessories create a wonderful pop of color that creates a lovely focal point in your portraits or shots.
Roller Skates
Roller Skates are a great way to give your photoshoot retro vibes! Plus, roller-skating rings tend to have fun, bright neon lighting that also adds to the shots.
Bubbles
Bubbles can make for beautiful, care-free and whimsical looking shoots. Just have your subject blow a cloud of iridescent bubbles that catch the light and you’ve a cute shot!
Mirrors
Mirrors can create an interesting perspective with which you can play with in your shots. They can also contribute to making the photo look more dramatic. The only cons is you’ve gotta make sure that the angle you come at the mirror with, doesn’t reveal you, the photographer, unless that’s a specific affect you want to obtain like in the example above.
Instruments
Yet another item that makes a great focal point for your photos. They also add a sort of classy air to the shoot. My favorite instruments to incorporate are pianos, violins, and guitars.
And that’s all for now! I really enjoy making these posts so I might make some more in the near future! Stay safe during these trying times!
~Brooke F.
You’ve worked at a circus all your life. You’ve seen acts come and go and generally have enjoyed your job and have stayed on good terms with everyone. It’s a living. But your life takes a turn when a new act is hired: a fortune teller. Which would be fine if she didn’t foretell the death of multiple circus troupe members three separate times. Something is going on here, and you are determined to find out what- not only to save your job, but the lives of the other members of the troupe.
Field girl, field girl,
You belong to grass of the field
A gentle power you’ll wield
That many will seek to destroy
You have gold in your hair
Eyes of honey so fair
Dont let them take your heart.
Sea girl, sea girl,
Many will try to tread your depth
And come up short of breath
It is not your fault they never learnt to swim.
You have salt in your blood
For You are the flood
That bathes the world in blue.
Storm girl, storm girl.
Your voice is thunder
You’ll leave them to wonder,
Where your power lies.
There is force in your will,
Rain water does fill,
Your throat and spills through your eyes.
Hey! It’s another “Routine” post! This routine is for when I get home early from work and want to get some writing done! Some times its hard for me to maintain focus in the evening because the temptation to distract myself by scrolling through my phone is a lot stronger at night buuuut this routine tends to help me stay on track. So here it is!
7:00pm – Drink water
Again, hydration helps clear your head.
7:30pm – Wash your face
Sometimes makeup makes my eyes feel “tired-er” so I like to wash my face and remove my makeup before getting started.
8:00pm – Get comfy and in your pajamas
Matching pajama sets are my Achille’s heel so I super enjoy this step.
8:15 pm – Unplug
Get rid of those distractions! Turn your phone off or put it in a different room!
8:30pm – Set up your space
Turn on as many lights as you think you need, get out any writing supplies as you think you need for note making. Basically just prepare your space in a way that will aid your focus!
8:35-9:30 or 10pm – Write for a half hour at least
10:00pm – Take a break for a light midnight snack
Or 10 ‘o clock snack. Just something light because you don’t want to have any trouble sleeping. I recommend fruit or a snack bar. I also recommend getting a warm drink during this break. It adds to the cozy.
10:00-10:30 or 11pm – Write some more
You’ve got this!
11:00pm – Call it a night!
Hopefully at this point you have around 1,000 words, but even if you don’t you’ve worked for a long while. Reward yourself and sleep well!
I wish my brain would let me rest
But instead its such a pest
In my mind, it weaves a nest
Threads of lies and old regrets.
I pray to God this is a test
Unwelcomed thoughts only a guest.
A temporary, void distress.
And not a permanent life long unrest.
All these fears I have confessed.
Yet I must act as if I’m blessed.
Even if this weight I’ll detest.
A burden to bear at his request.
You try card fortune telling. But as you lay the cards down, the creatures on the cards spring to life and prance around your room. Well, this Is innconvienent…
I just want to run away
And start something new
A blank slate of a town
Where I’m known by few.
And I want a new name
Maybe I’ll dye my hair red.
Go by Joselyn or maybe even Rebecca instead.
The new wardrobe is next
New jackets and dresses.
Leaving behind the old me and all her old messes.
I want a new apartment
That overlooks a city
Decorated in plants and decor I think is pretty.
But even if I did all this,
Would it even work?
You cant run from yourself and all that hurts.
Because even in a new town, new city, new flat, new name,
The heart that beats in my chest
Is still the same.
I’ve got on a gown of ash
Come on darling, let’s look past.
The room’s afire, windows alight.
Orange flames against the night.
They’re playing our song,
Just dance along.
A waltz in a ballroom of fire.
The shadows weave against the wall
A tragic dance- dont let me fall.
In a ring of spark and ember.
I’ll do my best to not remember
This waltz in a ballroom of fire.
The violins climb and then they sing.
The fateful song in the halls do ring.
The tiles are now stained with coal.
My hands are black-this is the toll.
Look at me, though the flames are higher.
This is The Waltz in a ballroom of fire.
The clock strikes- it is the end.
The smell of smoke
As time continues its endless march.
Smoke is all I have to breath.
Fire and flames are all I see.
Is that a shadow-or is it your face?
Your hand that I hold is my saving grace.
As we Waltz in a ballroom of fire.
Admist the crackle, a clock does chime.
This is it- we’ve run out of time.
All I ask is you hold my close.
As we raise a glass of final toast.
Of a night well spent in a ballroom of Fire.
A witch travels around the world, collecting and bartering over souls in jars. She ends up with quite a large collection. Until one day, her shelf containing every single fraction of a person, falls, smashing every bottle in the process. The souls and their owners are released but are left rather dazed. Tell me about this ragtag group and how they make their way in the world having missed years of their lives.
By the Brooke 