Here I set…on this man made rock wall

Listening to the cicadas

I can’t think of a thing to write

The end of the Summer is nearing

But the only thing this means anymore

Is the time for changing season

Moving from smothering warmth to beautiful breezes

That brush over your skin and through your hair

Laced with the cooling respite of fall

My eyes keep drawing from the trees

To the falling sun as it sinks

Past my sight bringing this days end

The first star appears in the sky

‘The clouds getting darker and heavier

As they move over the city

The last streaks of sunshine disappear

With the coming of nightfall.

A couple of sparrows rehearse a slow sweeping tango

As the lights flicker on, one by one.

It truly is beautiful 0 the combination of calm

In the middle of hundreds of thousands

As though finding peace amongst anxiety of chaos

A necessity we fulfill without realizing we are even in need.

I set with my chin on my knee

Closing my eyes simply to listen

Hearing the rhythm, the beat of Nature’s heart.

Untempered by modern settings…

How often do we just set and hear what our world has to say to us?

What does it take to step outside

Purposely to enjoy what we are given.

Simplicity. Serenity. Beauty as it is intended.

Not forced – just there.

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Hello everyone,

This is what I have written, thus far. Please comment and let me know what you think. I will use all feedback I can to better my writing. Thank you in advance for reading and I hope you enjoy!

Chapter One (Progression)

Click on the link above to download a copy (in .rtf format – opens in Word) of my story.

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Right so, as you all may know, today is Veteran’s Day.

In that, knowing that my Grandfather served in the Vietnam War, I called him to express my appreciation for his services. Getting into the conversation of my family that are in the military, my Grandad gave me a bit of history on his side of the family.

In the 1800′s My grandfather’s-mother’s dad (a line I know, I forgot to get his name) was a Calvary Officer for the King of Sweden, after that my Grandfather Christian Schneller (The first generation of Schneller-in my family-to come to the US) served in the Civil War. His son Walter Thomas Schneller served in WWI. Then there was Great (however many times) uncle Bub that fought in the Korean war, Great(x?) Uncle Hance and Wyatt fought in WWII (Under General George Patton, earning themselves both bronze and silver stars). And back to my Grandfather that served in the Vietnam War for three years being awarded the Presidential Citation Award as well as a littering of additional ribbons. Now, immediate family-my father, Tony D. Schneller, is a sergeant first class in the Army, and served in Iraq, and my brother, Christapher,is also in the army. In addition to those, my uncle Ronnie served in Desert Storm and was recently stationed in KosaVo on a 14 month tour.

So, I know I’m not the only one that these lines are long attached, and just wanted to share that our heiritage makes a lot of what we are made of.

Back to the main point: Thank you SO VERY much for all of those who have fought for us, are fighting for us, and will fight for us. Let’s make it a point to express our appreciation on a more regular basis. =)

PS> I most likely did not capitalize or correctly spell some of these military terms/phrases. If you catch these errors, please, with all respect, correct me. Thanks for reading and have a FANTASTIC day!

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Hey everyone, I wanted to ask what the collective thought might be on myself posting the book I have (Work in progress). It could be aggrivating as I’m still writing it and won’t have it all together at one time. But I’ll be aiming at having approximately one chapter for each post; maybe every week or two.

So, this is a way for me to find out your feedback as well as keep myself motivated in the continued writing of it. Let me know what you think and I’ll get posting on what I have done. Thanks everyone!

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ChayNichole

When it leads me

Where it drives me

Then it pulls me

Even withdraws me

My heart is in almost utter control, but I am unafraid.

I want something; it is yearning

When I need something; it is thirsting

If I think of something; it is pondering

And when I am bold, it will glow with me

Ultimately it is the life force in parallel stride  with the brain

When one wants nothing other than the run away

The other pulls it back to reality.

If the other were to advance on a rampage

The opposite will sane thought encourage.

For this balance I am grateful,

Yet periodically disregarding.

I have found myself listening solely to my passion,

And I have woken to find my logic taking full hold.

It is the times during which is becomes more than necessity that they coincide in decisions

The times when it is apparently obvious that the delicate balance must be maintained and embraced.

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He’ll creep in

As silent as a whisper of wind

You’ll not hear him, as he descends

Into your home without a sound

For he’ll not be leaving

Until what he wants, he’s found

The quiet little thief, no one has known him

For the reason that he belongs to another Kingdom

He has slipped in, and he’ll gently fade out

He’ll have his prize without doubt.

Taking the goods back to his love so precious

Receiving that smile that had seemed so infectious

Even knowing deep within

That stealing is his great Sin

He’ll not give it a second thought

For he now has her love

For which he has longingly fought.

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2001

What just happened?

I didn’t mean to fall so hard

It wasn’t intentional

I didn’t mean to let you in so far

I don’t know that I could be caught from this fall.

Because, when you look at me

Everything else in this world disappears.

When you speak to me

My worries fade away, my regrets dissipate

And I know that you’re becoming my Everything.

But how can I keep this from going

Where I know that it is headed

When I don’t desire for it to slow down

Let alone be ended.

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March 2009

Once, I saw myself standing

Unafraid, nerves of steel.

Expressing all emotion through song

The gift of music, willing

Even lulling others into my world

Yearning, urging you, encouraging

For all to be in ultimate understanding.

On this platform, LIFE

Seeing through joy, feeling

Through hurt, growing through maturity, necessity

As though through no other way

I am existent

Now pending, my dreams of standing

Are changing, maybe evolving

As steps of living are tripped on

Fallen upon

And finally climbed.

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2007

I cannot set still,

Surely there must be a way,

Something I can do,

To ease my mind of the

Ever flowing thoughts, haunted by you.

Never ceasing,

Your face, steady and strong

Is seemingly imprinted on the inside of my eyes

Whenever they are closed I stare into your soul,

Now I must cover my own sobbing cries.

Finally it becomes apparent

I am wishing only for goodbyes.

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Written in 2003

To watch people

Simply to look at them

To witness as insecurities

Become arrogance

When fear transforms into anger

Eventually that which was order becomes basic chaos

How is it that a species

Once created in such perfection

Intended for reigning supremacy

Has somehow now resulted in

Absolute and constant conflict in diversity.

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