The Imagination Station Series and More Poetry

 The first two books of the Imagination Station series are available to order, and are for a low price of $4.99 on Brock's blog, The Quest For Truth. These books look really good, and would make great additions as Christmas gifts/ on a Christmas wish list.











Odyssey Connection: A while back, I did an Odyssey connection that had to do with poetry in Odyssey. 
A month or so ago I took one of my poems to a church talent dealy. Here it is below.


He Is There
 (A poem By me )

When you feel alone.
like no one else is there
or when you are angry
and want to rip out your hair
He is there
When you need a friend
someone you can talk to
or when you have a problem
and dont know what to do
He is there
When things have gone wrong
and no one seems to care
or when you walk in and
everyone seems to stare
He is there
When a big strorm is brewing
and things are getting rougher
when everything is piling up
and life is getting tougher
He is there
When you need to make a choice
between wrong and right
or when a big ol bully
is forcing you to fight
He is there.
God is always there
no matter what the need
He is there for you
and he is there for me

Since my other post I found a couple more poems from Odyssey episodes.

Beyond the window (From Lost by a Nose)
I see my face
reflecting in the window as the rain falls.
How many times have I seen that face
staring in the glass?
How many times have I wished that face was not my own?
The rain fades softy away.
A shaft of sun pierces the brooding clouds like a sword.
And a thought pierces me as well.
There is one who knows me deeper than the others.
He knows how I cry inside while I put on a smile for the others.
He knows how I remember mocking words and deeds.
He knows how I dream of countries and castles far away.
He calls me by name and smiles at me.
He reaches out his hand for mine.
He knows me. Because he made me.
And now shows me life beyond the window.
~ Gwen Kablonski

The Dishrag (from Plan B, IV- Resistance)
By Connie Kendall
The dishrag sits on the counter,
Catching no one's eye
The polished bronze a reflection
Clear as the cloudless sky.
The dishrag is tossed,
The laundry is it's fate.

 I must say that  Beyond the Window is one of my favorites among Odyssey poems.
TTFN, Tata for now.

Poetry

First, one person so far has gotten my user name on CC correct. Once two more people get it I will add my user name to my contact info.

I forgot to mention this before, the Passages series covers have been redone. Here is Darian's Rise.

Odyssey Connection:Today in Sociology we watched the Dead Poets Society. It made me think of different poems mentioned in Odyssey. Heres a couple that I know of.

I Like Pants- Charles Edward Thompson-From Poetry in Slow Motion

I put on pants every day
To go to school or to play
I like pants
Sometimes I wear pants of blue
Or brown to go with my shoe
I like pants
Sometimes I feel sorry for ants
Because they can't wear pants
I like pants
Pants cover my legs so that I can go
Without them I would be cold I know
I like pants
I like them so.

Too Large's Poem-from Best Laid Plans

I was trapped
by the invisible walls of my faith
tricked by the idea that I could not escape
chained up in a ghetto where my father died
fooled into thinking I would never go outside
imprisoned by my friends who knew nothing but war
shackled to everything that had gone on before
I would always be here in this dead end life of mine
my heart turned back by a city limit sign
and yet...
and yet I now see a way out of my concrete jail
a new way to soften a heart that's grown stale
no longer cursed in this place for the wealth
no longer fighting with man or myself
I understand now what it takes to get real
if you wanna stand up you have to learn how to kneel
I surrender,
my weapons are down at my feet
Cause we'll never have freedom when there's blood on the street

That's all for now, this is Freddy Jay saying maybe I'll try writing a poem...