StormSage' s Diary

Ignorance Is Not Bliss

2011-11-25T15:57:00.001+11:00

Eyes now clear
from the opaque vale
that has blocked the view
of reality for so long.

I see the world for
what it is and
for what it may
one day become.

The greed of a few
even in this very moment
leading to the
despair of the many.

Profits not people,
agendas hidden,
misleading truths
continue to be told.

Politics shady and tainted,
while many choose
to believe and trust
in its integrity.

Corporations dehumanising
the very thing
that makes us
who we are.

Religions and beliefs
misconstrued and
deceiving, for we
are all human.

Sometimes I think it is easier
to wear the vale of ignorance.
Never having to realise
the truth that is reality.

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Solitudes Companion

2011-10-23T15:31:00.000+11:00

I stand alone,
solitudes companion;
holding the invisible hand
of loneliness,
together we weep.

Staring into the abyss
of hopelessness,
with its deceiving innocence
it subtly beckons
me to submit.

With eyes closed
I am still able to hear
the echoing sound of emptiness
resonating from within
the hollowness that is me.

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Dear Diary: I am going to be a mum again :)

2011-08-19T14:01:00.001+10:00

Well as you may (or may not) have noticed I haven’t been online for sometime; the reason, well I guess you could say another roller coaster section of my life has just passed.

The universe decided to give me a huge present! A new baby due early next year (2010). As with my other two children (9 & 4) it was completely unexpected. I am over the moon, but also with my other two I have had the most chronic 24hr morning sickness imaginable, it has been hideous; hence I have not been online much at all.

My two kids are funny though. My little girl (4) is happy about having a little brother or sister however lost interest within 5 minutes and my son (9) doesn’t really want another bother or sister as he knows this will impact on the amount of attention he gets from his mum and dad (and the rest of the family).

As we live in a 3 bedroom terrace that is completely non functional i.e. no cupboards, garage etc, we are also hoping to move soon into a more normal house; although I will hate leaving the area we are in, it’s a great little community. The rental market in Newcastle (even if you have a beaut tenancy record) is a nightmare, even though the prices seem to have fallen just a tad, the demand far outweighs what is available; so fingers crossed with that one.

I am now however, having more good days than bad days, so I am hoping the illness phase has passed (even though I had 24hr morning sickness for 8 months with my other two); and now am hoping to get back into the swing of things with both of my web sites (StormSage Central & VBB).

Last month I also lost one of my cats ‘Cloud’, may she rest in peace. She was born with a very bad heart murmur and I was told that she wouldn’t survive kitten-hood, but she lived for a good 6 years and even had a litter of kittens herself. She was such an affectionate cat who just wanted to be near you all the time (even if you didn’t have any food for her :). My black cat (Clouds’ mum) Shadow fretted for her for a few weeks and still sits in the yard, I’m sure waiting for Cloud to come home. R.I.P. “Cloud” we miss you so very much.

Hope to catch up with you all (via Twitter or Facebook), now that I am back on board and feeling better (touch wood).

StormSage

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New Graphics

2011-07-11T17:03:00.002+10:00

I have been doodling a bit lately and come up with these three designs. Originals were done by HB pencil and Black felt-tip; then graphically enhanced, coloured added, layered etc.

PUMPED - New Age Battlefield Collection

Celtic 1 (New Age Battlefield Collection)

Used as a Background. MMA Inspired (http://www.verbalblackbelt.com/)

I plan to use the first two graphics on products soon i.e. t's, bags, sports apparel - stay tuned.

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Tom Boy @ Heart

2011-06-20T11:33:00.001+10:00

I was never the type of girl
Who felt comfortable in a skirt
Never the type to shy away
From a situation that hurt

I loved my Doc Martins
And my Guns N Roses loud
You know, the kind of sweet little girl
Of which a father can be proud

I never had much confidence
Although you’d never know it
On the inside reserved and awkward
Feisty exterior never showing it

I never played well with other girls
Except for a select few
For most of the girls I had met it my life
Were transparent threw and threw

I am a lover and a hater
Passive yet I enjoy a good fight
I guess sometimes it helps to have
A bark that’s worse than your bite

Bring on the Harley's and the Tatts
Oh If only I were rich
I'd give Pink an run for her money
Show her who's the b%#&h

I love roughing it, going off track
Taking roads to I don't know where
Never really sure where I'm headed
But always knowing when I am there

I am independent to the core
Not wanting ever to rely on anyone
I have all the strength I need within
Only I can bring myself undone

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Dear Diary: Zen, Who Me?

2011-06-05T11:32:00.002+10:00

It was awhile ago when talking to a friend that she commented, "God I wish I was more like you, your so Zen". I laughed and said "what do you mean Zen?"; she replied "you just don't seem to let anything get to you, things I'd be just absolutely stressing over you deal with so calmly".

I though for a moment about it and said "I don't think it's so much Zen as it is being just an unemotional person, I mean I can detach quite easy". We talked and joked about it a bit more and have done a few times since; but honestly, I've sat alone, remembering the conversation and being the self analyser that I am, Ive pondered the question, have I accomplished 'Zen-dum' or do I have emotional detachment issues?

In summary the pivotal moments in my life leading up to this diary entry go as follows.

I grew up with a sense of inadequacy (justified or not), you know that never really fit in anywhere scenario. As social as I was in my youth, I loved nothing more than my alone time, but was well aware that too much alone time wasn't good for the psyche. I had the standard high school breakups that entailed having your heart ripped out or breaking the heart of another, the typical 'misc' teenager who tries every to fit in to every stereo type going from 'mod' to 'westie' to 'hippy', the typical teenager who rebels against her parents and "The Man", you get my drift. Don't get me wrong, I had awesome friends in my life, who stood by me through thick and thin, but even with my closet of friends I always felt different, there were even times I would just lay in bed and wish to not have to open my eyes the next day, just for it all to end. I understand now that these feelings of "I never fit in anywhere and helplessness" were my interpretation of the world and people around me; I probably did fit in I just never realised it at the time and I sometimes did really enjoy my life, I just forgot to easily about the good days.

I've always had, I guess you could say a darker outlook on life but in my early twenties this actually became a problem for me, to the point where I did have to seek external help i.e. a psychologist. I detested the thought of having to see someone, I had always prided myself on never needing help from anyone, I could always fix my own problems. But even I had to admit it was too much for me, I couldn't make sense of what I was feeling so I found someone who could explain it to me and advise me on how to deal with it. My outlook on the world at this stage was dark and bleak, believing that humanity had become so tainted, greedy and all consuming, that not one of us deserved to take another breath - after all we were slowly killing ourselves and further generations anyway, the human race was nothing more than a virus on this planet; it was as though I could literally feel the pain of the world and every living creature in it. Nothing but misery in the news each night, such insignificant carbon based lifeforms so self absorbed they are sucking the life out of themselves and don't seem to care, misery and pain everywhere I looked. Needless to say, thank god I found help.

I had always been a detached type of person, I spent most days feeling as though I was watching my life go by just like a television show. I come to realise that I was I guess you could say "emotionally hypersensitive" meaning that when I did feel something I felt it so intensely that it was overwhelming, hence the detached state. So I began to do what I do best and build up a little barrier to block these feelings out, I did loads of self analysis and noted the changes in my body when I become stressed or "begin to feel" (even down to thinking I can feel my brain releasing chemicals to make me a feel certain ways, thanks to Plato and Aristotle). After awhile this just became who I was and how I could best deal with life.

Even though I was better able to manage my train of thought and to some extent my outlook on life itself by doing things like not watching the news, monitoring myself and actively avoiding topics I know triggered these feelings, I don't think any amount of therapy would have (or will) totally cured me of feeling this way, well I know this because I still have mini relapses (I guess you could say). But one thing that has had the most positive impact on my life and my understanding of how special life actually is, would be my children.

Not long after my first child was born I lost my eldest sister Karen to cancer, she was 36 when she passed away. Karen was (and I don't want this to sound cliche) the rock in our family, the glue to our crazy mixed up paper collage of a family, she was my 2nd mum; she was one of the most selfless people I have ever known. I don't know if it was my detachment or that I had finally come to a place in life where I accepted mortality and that nothing I did could make my loved ones or me immortal; I had accepted the circle of life and that it can not be overcome by grief, even though it hurt like hell.

These days, well I live by the saying "unless its literally a life or death situation it is not worth stressing about" (although with 2 young kids this is easier said than done). In the past few years I have been confronted with situations and dealth with them with a rational calmness that I know most people don't really understand, and may pass it off as me being unemotional. When I am confronted with a situation I try to see it for what it is and determine my options, for example when someone breaks my trust its pretty simple, I either have nothing to do with the person or I choose to forgive (not necessarily forget) and trust in them again and 'hope' it is not broken; and if the choice is to forgive them, then there is no point in me making this person feel bad about what they have done, using it as leverage some would say, then we would both be miserable which accomplishes nothing. 95% of situations can be dealt with in this rational, logical sense and it also minimises the need to actually 'feel' your way through the situation.

I am at a point in my life where I do not feel as negative or the need to fit in any more, I have accepted who I am for the most part and even grown to appreciate things about myself. Ive been to the most darkest of places in my mind, scaring myself with my own thoughts, but alas I am still standing strong.

So the question remains, am I just emotionally stunted and detached or have I achieved Zen-dum?

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Wasting Time

2011-04-10T01:26:00.004+10:00

I am strong, unique and free

You used to love that about me,

now you try to govern my world

with your authority.

I do not need to be moulded

or to be broken in,

there is only so much I can take

my virtues now paper thin.

How many years must pass me by

spent trying to make things right

feeling your noose around my neck

growing undignifiably tight.

Just holding on to the good days

now few and far between,

each day feels like I am loosing grip

Now the recurring theme.

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Dear Diary: What Is It About the #UFC and #MMA?

2011-04-08T07:05:00.002+10:00

3am. Me getting through the night
shift with a little help from GSP :)

I really haven't purchased magazines for years, pretty much ever since Princes Diana's death. Finally there is a magazine worth spending my money on, yep its the UFC (Australia) mag; and having been on loads of night shifts recently I have read it from cover to cover.

I am not a very social person and very much feel uncomfortable in crowd situations, and am never one to draw attention to myself, ever. So why have I been going to the local MMA fights with my Uncle to watch the guys my Cousin (Allan Cox) has been training? Social, crowded situations where I cant help but yell out (given my competitive nature and enjoyment of the sport).

Meeting the boys from Woolongong.
My cousin and Uncle are the
two in middle at the front.

It is almost like since discovering the UFC and MMA I feel younger, more energetic and definitely feel like I am even carrying myself differently. Given my somewhat addictive personality and love of martial arts it is no wonder I love this sport. From the arm bars to the rear naked chokes - from the awesome ref's who throw themselves in between two guys going for it and saying "that's enough". Another thing that I admire about this sport is the fitness level that these guys have to be at to not only dish out but to take it and the stamina to be able to stand for sometimes 5 rounds and not collapse with exhaustion. But mostly what I love about this sport is that it is well and truly "Mixed". Not just one style but an array of styles, old traditional styles meet newly developed and personalised styles.

Having seen two of the local events (and definitely planning to go to more, see http://www.kyoshi.com.au/) I am all but addicted and cant wait to see what the future holds for this sport. Check out Aurora (7th April) to see that latest Kyoshi fights - hey you MIGHT even see me in the back ground, you WILL most probably hear me.

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Random Haiku II

2011-04-05T22:50:00.000+10:00

waiting for you - to show me what love means becomes - harder every day

night shift looming - counting down the hours before they - have even begun

dusty cobwebs cling - to the walls, casting shadows - in the dim light

little chirping birdy - carols to the sound of soft rain - on the tin roof

silhouetted leaves - carressed by the moonlights glow - until morning comes

wilted flowers once - so fragrantly colourful to behold - thank you for sharing

thoughtfulness is - a quality that must be practiced - to be perfected

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Random Blue Haiku

2011-03-21T15:03:00.001+11:00

love me, love me - not, the answer I already know - needless petals

my heart breaks with - each unforgiving word you speak - yet here I remain

love becomes - a rainbow of emotions - light and dark

I can not make - you love me the way I need - to be loved

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My Two Little Angels

2011-03-10T18:32:00.000+11:00

I did not know I could feel such immense love,
as the love I feel for you;
You are indeed the greatest love
my world ever knew.

Sometimes I lay awake at night,
thinking of things I could have done;
I would move the earth, the moon,
For you, my daughter and my son.

Each day when I say "I love you",
know that these three little words mean,
you are more important to me
than the air I breathe.

Who knew two little angels,
could complete my life so;
It is a privilege to be your mum
and to watch you grow.

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Random Haiku

2011-03-09T21:13:00.000+11:00

tomorrow has - not yet been written in stone - future untold #haiku

place of dreams - please take me away, even if - for a moment #haiku

adorned by colours - man could never create - butterfly gems #haiku

sleep beckons me - whispering softly asthough it - were a lullaby #haiku

blistering sun - is cooking me on slow bake - earths oven #haiku

breathe deep - stay true - and believe #affirmation

Money does buy happiness, whether it is a sustainable happiness is another question. #quote

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You Are Blocking My Rainbow

2011-03-01T17:23:00.003+11:00

You make me feel so stupid,
treating me as though I am 'legally blonde';
Well I have news for you my love,
you got the colour wrong.

You may think that I am incapable
of being a mother, a lover, a wife;
Here's a newsflash for you sweetheart,
your lucky I am part of your life.

Ive tried to share so many dreams,
just to have you shoot them down.
You have become the cloud that blocks the rainbow
from ever touching the ground.

I may not be the best at a lot of things,
but in this world, there is no one else like me;
so do not take me for granted, or box me in
for I have a soul that must be free.

Bite your tongue until it bleeds,
rather than speak in your condescending tone;
keep your negative thoughts to yourself,
do not be the first to cast that stone.

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Just a Funny UFC Poem

2011-02-27T20:39:00.000+11:00

I haven't had a school girl crush
in I don't know how many years,
I guess you could say I hit a dry patch,
life slowly changing down gears.

Busy taking care of the kids,
trying to keep a tidy house,
getting by day to day,
loving a somewhat neglectful spouse.

I had lost all interest in being a woman,
the word 'sexy' had vanished from my vocabulary;
but then one day whilst browsing FOX,
I discovered the UFC.

Watching modern day Spartans,
skilled warriors - born and bred to fight;
torqued, sculpted, powerful physiques,
a pure visual delight.

Flash backs of how it once felt,
that exciting rush of femininity.
Thanks for the wake up call,
Dana, Chuck, St Pier and the UFC.

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Leaving Loved Ones

2011-02-11T21:22:00.000+11:00

It is not death itself I fear,
more so leaving my love ones behind.
I have faith that my journey in
this universe has just begun;
for I am but a form of matter and energy
much like the life giving sun.

I have lived, I have given life,
I believe I am able to comprehend its divinity.
Still I do not fear death,
more so leaving my loved ones behind.
For nothing this universe or any god may provide,
shall replace such a love, I shall never again find.

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Dear Diary: Back to the Grind

2010-12-06T20:30:00.003+11:00

Wow where to start. I feel that I have completely neglected the online part of my life for sometime now and I am really beginning to miss it. At first the little break and change in routine was pleasant, my time is now spent on something that (if I'm honest) I no longer really enjoy (mainly due to bureaucratic nonsense) and only have to do because money makes the world go round, especially when you have a family to look after.

Yes that's right, due to circumstances beyond my control I have been temporarily forced back to work full time. And while I do enjoy getting back into the swing of the workforce full time and gaining back a little self confidence with regards to being a good full time worker, mum and wife (with a large extended family) all at once, I am a creative soul that needs free time to ponder and think.

I also finally bit the bullet and enrolled in a Front Line Management Course, which has been a little hard to juggle with the full time work, but as I keep reminding myself "working hard for a little while can make the future much more enjoyable"; and being a bit of a self professed nerd, I do enjoy the study and paperwork - it allows the brain to become more fine tuned with the theoretical side of things.

On the down side of things, I have not written a word of poetry or even jotted down any creative thoughts. My artistic time has ceased completely as the only thing I really feel like doing late at night is falling asleep in front of the Foxtel, which is pretty hard since I have just discovered the American UFC; talk about warriors!!! I am a huge fan of the martial arts (note fan, not active participant) particularly muay thai, such discipline is enviable.

Other than all of the above I have just been doing the same old same old in those in between moments, like looking after the pets and visiting the relatives. I hope to be back online more after Christmas (all going well).

Have a happy :)

Leanne

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Dear Diary: Where Im At

2010-10-15T11:40:00.001+11:00

Does life ever stop resembling a roller coaster? Full of excitement, a rush at times that can also be accompanied by nausea and extreme disorientation. My life at the moment, well, lets just say some days I'm riding with both hands in the air enjoying the thrill, other days I am reaching for the brown paper bag because the ride was just too much.

To sum up the last month or so in point format:

Found 40 acres for sale in the middle of no where surrounded by National Park. Perfect!!! The seller was even willing to offer us finance and the price - a bargain. Tree covered mountains, pastures and even a creek with wild mango trees growing. Perfect!!! Only for the fact that when you are in a relationship the decisions have to be made by two people and if there is no room for compromise then you end up with a shattered dream like mine. So then I...
Crawled into a hole and pretended life wasn't really happening.
Finally decided to look into buying a house (rather than a dream) and discovered that most lenders now require 30% deposit; which when for a decent house with 3 bedrooms in a decent area around $320+. Yeah so that's gonna happen in my life time NOT. So...
Back into the hole I went. Then...
Decided OK I will settle for a second hand car, only to find out that the better half is being made redundant in two weeks so getting a car loan is not on the cards for at least 3 months. But...
On the positive side I did enrol in a Front Line Management course; finally doing something that will get me somewhere (I hope).

This will probably explain my absence online of late, hiding in holes tend to do that. It kind of reminds me of that Seinfeld episode where the friend digs a hole in the park to sit inside of when he is in despair. Yeah reminds me of me sometimes.

Luckily I have issues when it comes to feeling, be it stress, happiness, sadness... all emotions are a bit of a struggle, even on a good day. So even though all of the above happened it didn't break me, now I realise it was just one of the 'loops de loops' on the roller coaster.

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Where Land Meets The Ocean

2010-10-07T23:48:00.001+11:00

Creator: Leanne Elliott

About: A photo of Nobbies Breakwall, Newcastle NSW; a wonderful part of Newcastle’s history. Digital Photo, Enhanced by Oil Filter.

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2010-09-24T20:04:00.002+10:00

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Missing You, Always & Forever

2010-09-06T20:19:00.001+10:00

Creator: Leanne Elliott

About: This is the little cherub that we have placed on my sister Karen’s grave; recently it was the 7 year Anniversary of Karen’s death. I took this photo because it is such a true visual representation of what loss looks like.

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In Death I Shall Finally Breathe

2010-08-02T14:07:00.001+10:00

I am drowning, sinking to the very bottom
of the deepest, darkest
crevice beneath the
smooth surface of
the turquoise crystal ocean.

My arms flailing,
I struggle
with every ounce of my being;
towards the surface
where the rays of sunlight
can be felt upon my cold skin.

But, I am too weak,
so I stop.
Closing my eyes
I accept that this is now my fate.

I exhale one last time,
now devoid of air,
no more blue sky,
an absent sun.
The dark ocean
swallows me whole.

The beating of my heart
grows faint
as the pressure builds,
sinking further down
the beating finally stops.
My spirit now rises.

For no matter how far
in life I may sink,
even if my heart no longer beats,
my spirit will ultimately rise again...
breaking the surface of the mirrored ocean.

A gleaming white moon
lighting the way.
So that finally I may rest,
without fear, despair or wanting.
In death I shall finally breathe.

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Good Night Sleep Tight

2010-07-17T11:58:00.000+10:00

I am here to help you cook your dinner,
even though you eat like a bird.
Just like a cake mix,
so many memories stirred.

Come on, its now time for a shower,
something you can not do for yourself.
I am your family, I am here for you -
In good and bad health.

Put your winter nightie on, it will keep you warm
and before I get you nice and snug,
take your slippers off, so that I
can give your aching feet a rub.

I tuck you in, pulling the sheets up high,
so that just your hands and head now show;
I stroke your forehead softly
and whisper "I love you, you know".

I kiss you on the forehead, just like a little girl -
again I say "I love you", as I hold your hand tight;
I let go and turn around to walk away, whispering,
"I love you Gran, sleep tight".

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Dear Diary: Life Passing By

2010-06-17T23:22:00.002+10:00

Just the other day I looked down at a new born baby boy, who is now almost nine. Just where did the time go?

Sometimes I wish I could just reach out and hold onto time, slowing it down or extending it somehow. Lately I have been feeling so very mortal and so very unaccomplished. There are so many things I would like to do and still a hand full of things that I NEED to do; most of which require large sums of money. Does money buy happiness? Well in this case, yes, yes it would to some extent.

Hard work + Wages = Buying our Dreams.

Its an obvious equation and yet when one is faced with even slightly changing the equation, say for example to this:

Hard work (doing something you really love) + (good) Wages = Buying our Dreams (and also living our dream).

Then this equation becomes more complex and harder to obtain. I can quite easily choose the first equation; for even though I may not have 'job satisfaction' or 'good' wages, if I work hard enough then I may just be able to afford my dreams.

But to me that isn't really living, it is only existing. Ah, the conundrum that we are all faced with. Mortality, dreams both fulfill and unfulfilled, life, death, hope; so many emotions that make up life.

One thing I have come to realise is, the more I sit around procrastinating about which equation I should choose the more time passes, the older I become and the less time I have to accomplish my dreams.

On that note I will leave you with a new quote:

"One must first chase their dreams, in order to catch them"

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Dear Diary: What's New

2010-06-01T13:34:00.001+10:00

Well it has been a hectic month or two but a lot has been accomplished. One thing that I have discovered however, is that a 'jack of all trades' or someone who has experience in many fields can often spread themselves way too thin across these fields. Me for example in the past month I have:

Continued to run the StormSage Central site,
Officially published and released two eBooks (Shades of Black and 4 White Walls) at Smashwords,
Assisted in the editing and publishing process of Author Tania Chilby's new eBook (The Bitch's Bible) and helped to set up her social network, blog and website,
Commenced the process of implementing the StormSage Central Publishing House under the SSC name,
Continued working in my "paid" employment (which hasn't been to crash hot lately),
Continued running my online virtual office (I only have a small amount of customers, thank heavens),
Maintain the family, household and pets (dog, 2 cats, 2 birds + 5 fish), and
Aged about 50 years LOL

But I will admit it is rewarding when you look back and reflect upon all you have accomplished, it kind of makes me forget about the exhaustion. I have also had a great idea for my next book of poetry and haiku, but due to all of the above this will be put on the back burner and I will work on it when I can.

I am also toying with the idea of publishing an Anthology for the SSC site, but that is another story for another time.

Ciao

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2010-05-25T00:02:00.000+10:00

"I do not profess to be an artist,
or a photographer by any means;
but when time allows, I choose to create,
images of my dreams".

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Shades of Black (ebook)

2010-04-28T19:05:00.000+10:00

Its finally here; my 2nd ebook. I have chosen to publish with Smashwords.com a great site so far, with prompt tech support and user friendly layout.

It has taken me some time fiddling around with formatting to get the layout looking right for ebooking. The cover image is a photo of me taken on holiday (digitally edited, odviously).

Please let me know what you think about the book; I love feedback, good and bad - in the end it all helps me grow and evolve.

Enjoy...'Shades of Black' - Poetry and Haiku by StormSage

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Haiku Throwdowns [7]

2010-04-21T23:54:00.001+10:00

#birthday
happy birthdays - entwined with youth, distant - childhood memories

greying and wrinkled - with each birthday comes a wealth - of knowledge

#africa
When I make it - to Africa, I will find the Zulu people - Seeking knowledge

Africa, a land - of ancient cultures, traditions, life - and human heritage

long and brittle - the towering brown grasses of africa - await the rain

oh how I dream - of africa, a land of majestic beasts - a garden of eden

lifes greatest - circle exists amidst the wild beauty - that is africa

I will die happy - if I have seen and felt the heart - of africa

The sun sets - ever so beautifully, when it sets - in Africa

I feel the beating - heart of africa, asthough I have - drums in my chest

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I Saw Sea Shells

2010-04-17T07:15:00.004+10:00

Photographer: Leanne Elliott

About: Taken on Stockton Beach - NSW - Australia (2010)

'I had almost forgotten what a beach covered in shells looked like;
I had not heard the wonderful sound of the shells chiming as the waves washed over them with each retreat from land'

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Haiku ThrowDowns [6]

2010-04-16T23:35:00.001+10:00

#cherish
I cherished - each moment, even if it was - all make believe

to cherish is to - allow one's self to also inevitably - feel pain

above all in life - i cherish my family, for they are - my blood, my spirit

#universe
amidst the cosmic - dust that is the universe, I am - but a spec

a universe shall - remain between us, until we each - find forgiveness

my love for you - is as immense and contrasting as - any universe

#devour
majestic lion - devours the panicked, bleeding soul - simply nature

devour honesty - excrete false notions and dreams - digest humanity

like the locust - the human race devours; consumes - a perpetual cycle

you may devour - my dignity, but my faith shall - forever remain

like a giant mouth - ready to devour mankind, the earth - splits open

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Sihlouettes and Sunsets

2010-04-16T07:15:00.003+10:00

Photographer: Leanne Elliott

About: Taken on a little bridge, in a little town.

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Hungry Gull

2010-04-15T20:41:00.002+10:00

Photographer: Leanne Elliott

About: Taken at Nobbies Beach, Newcastle - Australia (2010)

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2010-04-14T09:52:00.003+10:00

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Newcastle Clock Tower

2010-04-08T17:15:00.005+10:00

Photographer: Leanne Elliott

About: One of the most historical buildings in Newcastle. Original picture taken March 2010, current image has been digitaly edited.

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2010-04-08T09:52:00.001+10:00

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Pelican Sunset

2010-04-07T23:17:00.003+10:00

Photographer: Leanne Elliott

About: Taken on Forster Lake in April 2010.

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2010-04-07T22:13:00.001+10:00

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2010-04-03T20:12:00.003+11:00

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Haiku Throw Downs [5]

2010-04-01T07:15:00.002+11:00

Topic #lantern
the gift of life - like a lantern is unable to - forever burn

In the shadow of - the Valley of Death, my faith, like a lantern - burns bright
guiding me through - the dark passageway that is life - you my lantern

the firey lantern - creates tiny ripples in the pond of - painful memories
I cast the small - paper lantern adrift, just as you = have discarded me

lips met as we - sat by the lantern, the warm hue - enveloping us

beyond the tall - ghostly trees, haunted by calls of an owl - a lantern flickers

paper lantern - crafted hurriedly by the excited hands - of a child

cloaked in gold - the barefooted monk held the lantern - as he walked #haikuthrowdown

a top mirrored - waters, drifts a single white lantern - illuminating the night

bare skin a glow - with patterns cast by dancing shadows - from the red lantern

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2010-03-31T23:15:00.003+11:00

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2010-03-30T20:14:00.001+11:00

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2010-03-30T14:14:00.001+11:00

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Honest Love

2010-03-30T12:03:00.000+11:00

When I fall in love
I fall hard
and usually fast

I have known what
love feels like
an emotion unsurpassed.

So many times my feelings
were not mutual
never to be returned.

Although it took some years,
in time
my lesson was learned.

As much as you may
love someone and
believe your future in their hands lies

It is not always the case
the love is returned
the future is different in their eyes.

It is a painful hollow feeling
leaving your soul
and the pit of your stomach churning

One of the hardest lessons
life can dish out
but one that is worth learning.

True love can not be forced
nor is it
at any time guaranteed

But when you find that one and
love joins both souls -
it will be unconditionally.

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2010-03-30T11:15:00.003+11:00

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2010-03-29T23:24:00.003+11:00

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Dear Diary: I am still a kid at heart

2010-03-26T15:34:00.000+11:00

Today me and the kiddies went off to the local 'Show' or carnival as some would call it. Its funny, even though I am now over 30 I still get that little rush of adrenaline knowing I'm about to undergo sensory overload. Although today was different; for starters it was one of the first times I had ever gone in the morning, rather than the evening to watch the fireworks.

After struggling to find a park and the plans to meet the kids friends went astray the joy was almost gone. At one stage the kids were lining up to get into a fire truck and check it out, the fireman said (quite convincingly) to my son, "You can climb up that ladder and get inside, but it will cost you $150.00"; I couldn't help but chuckle when my son looked confused, he then said "and your sister can get on for free, but then you'll have to give me $300.00". My son turned and looked at me, then turned back to the fireman and held out his (empty) hands and said "I don't have any money, do you give credit". Ah that's my boy.

The big rides were disappointing this year :( My favourite ride "The Zipper" wasn't there; it still remains the most thrilling ride I go on, and Ive been on some rides. I do have a lot more of a fear factor these days and my fear of heights has definitely gotten worse, but I will always have time to go on "The Zipper"; alas my yearly 5 minutes of PURE adrenaline was not to be this year.

Sometimes I look at my kids, when in a place like this and have to laugh to myself. If I had the money and someone to take the kids on their rides I think I would say to them "OK meet you back here in 2 hours, Mummy's going on her rides". Yes, as embarrassing as it is, I would probably be screaming out "Check me out no hands..woooo hoooo!!".

I'm over the show bags I realised this year, I am much to economically wary to spend $25.00 on something I know I can get at the local cheap shop for $5.00. But I will admit, I almost bought a blond wig with dreads and I really wanted a bubble blower and a stuffed toy; and the blow up novelty hammers were pretty tempting.

After hours of walking around putting the kids on one ride and then another, in sweltering heat I was definitely more than ready to leave. But as I walked out the old bricked entrance (as I had done for the past 20 years) I was sad it was all over. Just like a little kid, I felt like I was a balloon slowly being deflated until next years show.

Just you wait until the kids are big enough to go on Mummy's ride though hahaha; it is going to be so fun!

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2010-03-26T11:24:00.001+11:00

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New Images

2010-03-24T21:09:00.001+11:00

I uploaded a few new products today at RedBubble. Please let me know what you think :)

Title: Red Orb

About: Original image: Passionfruit flower; digitally edited. Inspiration: My love for passionfruits and the colours red and white.

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Title: Planet Earth

About: Nature is divine
Each moment in time
Speaking a universal ryhyme

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Title: I Love Rainbows

About: Everybody’s rainbow is different;

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Poets/writers/ radio broadcasters/producers sought.

2010-03-23T23:33:00.000+11:00

This comes straight from the VWC journal:

Poets/writers/ radio broadcasters/producers sought.

Closing: 5pm Wednesday 31 March. Lit Happens – led by Express Media and The Australian Poetry Centre – needs enthusiastic poets/writers/ radio broadcasters/producers (under the age of 25) to host and produce a poetry/literature-based radio program. The selected candidates will work with Express Media and the APC to develop and deliver the show, which aims to start in April 2010. Please email paul@australianpoetrycentre.org.au for further information or to send your expression of interest.

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Hiaku Throwdowns Via Twitter [3]

2010-03-23T20:23:00.001+11:00

Topic #tradition
hear the beating - of long forgotten drums - and ancient traditions

tradition lost - amidst the rubble of - mystical ruins

as tradition dictated - she married - not for love

Topic #breeze
your soul is now - one with the soft breeze - soothingly gentle

like a breeze - I do not dwell anywhere - for long

Topic #blossom
not all flowers - grow and blossom, some wilt - quietly fading away

each day - my blossom grows, becoming - a little angel

you once helped - me to blossom, alas now - it is winter

sturdy flowers - blossom golden, awaiting - life giving rains (March 16 - Best of DFA)

Topic #lake
misty lake waters - envelope the haunting call - of the swan (March 18 - Best of DFA)

in handcrafted canoes - their people explored - the mighty lake

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Haiku Throw Downs Via Twitter [2]

2010-03-11T00:36:00.000+11:00

Topic #stairs
Floor, walls - ceiling, door and stairs - leading nowhere

stairs of fate - lead to an abyss - unknown

life's stairs before you - how high you climb - is up to you

Topic #pursuit
in the pursuit - of power man finds - only mortality

in ones pursuit for - happiness, one must remain - attune to their surroundings

in life's pursuit - you are not guaranteed - success

Topic #fire
let the fire burn - me, so that I - know that I feel

the torrent - of fire burns - to ash

the tiniest of embers - still has the potential - to become a fire

If I were a fire - I would burn intensely - for but a day

In times now past - lived fire breathing dragons - then came man

from tiny ember - to raging fire - mother natures wrath

those who play - with fire - always get burned

fiery flames - flicker, flaunting their - mesmerising fury

I used to see - a fire - in your eyes

a soul's fire - is never truly - extinguished

atop the candle - dances an eloquent - little fire (BestofDFA via @Dragonshine)

No fire - shall ever melt, my - frozen heart

nothing beats - a marshmallow roasted - by a wood fire

colossal ball of fire - lighting blue skies - with day

the fire within - rages and yet is - cool as ice

blistered feet - overcome the hot coals - aglow on the fire

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Dear Diary: H is for Human - B is for Business (Ramblings)

2010-03-06T00:24:00.001+11:00

For sometime now I have been mulling this topic/issue over and over in my head and still remain frustrated by my own conclusions. I guess it all comes down to one question; one question that requires one mammoth, well thought out and factual response.

"Is it possible for Human Services Sectors to function as a business?; by function I refer to not only business infrastructure but also front line delivery of service and human resources management".

For those who work in or have direct contact with the Human Services Sector (it may vary dependant of which country you reside in), I am sure you can understand why I am asking this question about organisations and departments that are directly responsible for the care of humans i.e. Childcare, Aged Care, Disability Care, Mental Health, Teaching, Hospitals; you get the picture.

I myself started off some 14 years ago now, working in the disabilities sector. Initially the job was meant to be a stepping stone until I decided on which career path I would focus on. Months turned into years and eventually this job did become my career. Ive worked in many different roles within disabilities over the years (primarily direct client care) and have seen the many up and downs, trends come and go and models of care succeed or fail.

Recently however the rapidness of which I find not only the disability sector, but what seems to be the entire Human Services Sector within Australia beginning to decay from within.

I remember a time when it actually felt really good to care for others (as a job) and actually see the difference you were making in another persons life; even if it was something simple like teaching them how to cook chops and potatoes. I remember the joy on faces when given the opportunity to put on that special outfit and go out somewhere nice for dinner. I remember a time when my boss encouraged me to think outside the box, to really strive and take pride in my work, of course leading by example. I remember a time when I was not fearful of making a mistake, because my peers would be there to guide me through without judgement. I remember a time when I did not have to fill out 4 different forms for one issue - duplicating, duplicating and duplicating information which pretty much halves the time I have for direct care. I remember a time when I didn't have to say "sorry mate I can't do that as it is now against policy".

I can not help but feel that somewhere along the line, common sense has gone out the window. It seems that workers on all levels (including Management) are so busy covering their butts, documenting, documenting, checking this, ticking that, signing here, here and here oops and here too, being seen to act on this and deal with that; we barely get time to do the actual job or duties that we were actually employed to undertake.

When I first started in the 'human services' line of work and realised it was a job I really enjoyed, I was ready to do it all. A thirst for knowledge coupled with ambition, there was nothing I did not feel I could accomplish and best of all I was doing it all for other people; trying to achieve the best, for those in my care.

Then after a few years of seeing various things happen to workers, clients and eventually to me, and ultimately finding myself powerless to do anything about this I realised I had succumb to the factor I have now named "The Broken Worker". The story of the 'Little Train that Could!', yep its just a story. I found that in real life, you struggle and struggle up that hill until eventually you realise, well that hill, its just to big; and at the top of that hill are forces well beyond your control or understanding pushing against you, forcing you back down, down - down that hill. Until eventually you are content to just sit at the station and never again wonder or question exactly what is on the other side of that hill.

It is only in the past year or two Ive also noticed that it was not only the sector I worked in, but the entire Human Services Sector within Australia, suffering the same fate. And there just seems to be no end and definitely no one solution (one major cause, is definitely the almighty dollar).

Privatisation of the Human Services Sector has immensely grown and in most cases improved here in Australia over the past few years. I will admit I was against privatization in the early days, however, for the most part I believe it has developed in leaps and bounds. But whether Government or Private, today a client of the Human Services Sector is viewed as a customer or consumer ($ attached) and workers are viewed as payroll numbers ($ attached). Ultimately leaving the sector void of a 'humanness', I believe is essential.

There was a time when common sense played a big factor in my job; these days common sense is replaced by a form covered in check boxes, 10 other forms attached. The thing that really gets me though is seeing all of this happen to those around me. As I said before, I once was a "Broken Worker"; I am no longer 'broken' as such. I now realise that until the Human Services Sector as a whole (clients, workers, children, patients etc), and those who are actually able to implement change stand up and say "Enough is Enough", over regulation, unrealistic policies/procedures and the almighty dollar will continue to have a direct, negative impact on the quality, reliability and effectiveness of Human Services.

(C) LE

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2010-03-03T20:29:00.002+11:00

The Beach

2010-02-26T17:43:00.000+11:00

From turbulent white peaks
to mirrored glass -
I breath the fresh salt air.

Fluid and constant motion
Advancing only
to again retreat.

Creating rock pools
for children to explore
bathed in sunlight.

(C) Leanne Elliott

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Review: The Art of Ron Mueck

2010-02-22T21:28:00.000+11:00

I just happened to catch parts of the ABC's Art Nation, which displayed a number of sculptures by Artist Ron Mueck on exhibition at the National Gallery of Victoria (Australia - 22 Feb to 18 Apr 2010). The images that I saw actually made me stop what I was doing and sit down to watch this segment.

Before seeing this I was completely unfamiliar with Ron Mueck and his work; however I have been compelled to find out more about this artist. While every single sculpture on show is just phenomenal and takes the meaning of 'original' to another level all together; it was the sculpture titled "Dead Dad" [left] that particularly caught my eye and stirred emotions. "Dead Dad" is such a realistically personal piece (captured amazingly using silicone, and being scaled to about two thirds of its natural size).

I have since gotten to know a bit more about this Artist; more often than not he is described as an Australian born, London based hyper-realist sculptor. Mueck, from all accounts seemed destined to become the master of sculpting; having grown up around and worked in jobs such as 'model maker' and 'prop creator' for the television industry. Mueck also having been involved in many of my favourite childhood productions, including Fraggle Rock, Labyrinth, the Muppet Workshop not to mention the somewhat controversial New York & London 'Sensation' shows.

Even more remarkable is the fact that Mueck had no formal 'art' training prior to becoming a fine arts sculptor; when viewing the thought provoking works created by Mueck, the extraordinary realism of each piece shows you that his talent comes from within. I can only imagine the pain staking hours and level of passion that it must take to create such awe inspiring art.

I hope those who take the time to view the various works by Mueck come away with a feeling of inspiration and amazement, as I did.

Below is a little clip I discovered on You-Tube that shows some of Mueck's works. Enjoy!!

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ssshhh

2010-02-18T00:43:00.000+11:00

You drive me mad
My patience reaching its tether
Just be quiet

(C) Leanne Elliott

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Poor Moth, Hungry Spider

2010-02-18T00:39:00.000+11:00

Little orange
moth, now dinner for the
hungry spider

(C) Leanne Elliott

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Japanese Female Fighter

2010-02-15T10:28:00.001+11:00

Artist: StormSage

About: Female Japanese Fighter. Original image completed on yellow A4 paper, HB Pencil. Digitally edited.

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Untitled

2010-02-12T20:22:00.000+11:00

I see the reflection
of another world
in the lens of my
sunglasses, sitting on
the unclean coffee table.

Soon I am pondering,
how did Alice feel
arriving in WonderLand?
I catch myself thinking,
'if only I could do that'.

I again look at the reflection,
wishing I could be there;
looking back into this world,
from within the lenses
of my own sunglasses.

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Dear Diary: Freedom (Conditions Apply)

2010-02-08T20:01:00.000+11:00

Dear Diary,

For sometime now I have been questioning what it means to be truly free. Freedom; in this day and age the word itself is used so loosely and in many varied contexts. Freedom of choice, freedom of confinement, freedom to be oneself; the list is immense.

When I was a young naive, act before you think type teen, the Australian Government changed to law to make the wearing of seat belts whilst in a motorcar compulsory. I remember thinking to myself, "but if I live in a free country, shouldn't I have the freedom to choose whether or not I want to wear a seat belt". Ultimately my concerns gave way to the understanding behind the law; it was to save lives.

I have studied many cultures around the world (retaining little bits and pieces of information), including countries that have legal systems that can at times seem unjust or barbaric to others. For example, the Chinese Governments 1 baby law. Why is the entire globe not up in arms about this blatant encroachment on a persons (couples) right to choose how many children they have; because the world knows that this law was put in place to stem over population and economic crisis.

Cultures from around the globe still maintain "an eye for an eye" type system and many of these cultures can be found in Western society. That's right, the death penalty. Still legal in many countries, this is the ultimate deprivation of freedom. The freedom to live; irrespective of past crimes, sins, deeds.

And yet euthanasia is a taboo subject. Probably one of the most debatable subjects in relation to a human being's freedom to choose. Not even a handful of countries give their citizens the ultimate freedom; the freedom to choose where and how to end your own life; at a time when you are ready to move on.

As human beings, living in an ever growing, extremely complex society; there are many laws, rules, expectations, limits, boundaries, so forth that you can bend and/or break. We all still possess the freedom to choose if we would like to participate as a member society, accepting 'the rules', or we have the freedom to choose if we would like to turn our backs on society at its expectations. And providing that whilst turning your back on society and its 'rules', you do not break any of them, then you are 'free' to turn your back. Talk about complex.

For the most part, from what I have learned whilst pondering, with regards to the term "freedom", is that none of us are truly free. We may be free, but definitely with strings attached; we may be free, but remember to read the fine print as 'conditions apply'. Even the 'wildest of wild' beasts, lions are not free; for although they may live in untamed surroundings, they still have to toe the line were human society is concerned.

On that note, I also have to wonder. As a 'race', are we at the level where "freedom" (in the true sense of the word) without conditions, on a global scale, is wise? If we were told, OK there are no more laws governing you, you are all free to do as you wish. You are free to go to work - or not. You are free to live your life the way you choose, you are free to abuse others and yourself, you are free to make your own 'rules' to you live by.

Sure, I realise that there are people in the world that would use freedom for the greater good. But in the end, somewhere along the line human nature will step in and prove that as a race I do not think we are mature, compassionate, patient or knowledgeable enough to possess true freedom. While ever humans have differences of opinions, different wants, thoughts, passions, hates; we will never live in a truly free world.

Freedom
– noun (definition sourced via Dictionary.com)

1. the state of being free or at liberty rather than in confinement or under physical restraint: He won his freedom after a retrial.

2. exemption from external control, interference, regulation, etc.

3. the power to determine action without restraint.

4. political or national independence.

5. personal liberty, as opposed to bondage or slavery: a slave who bought his freedom.

6. exemption from the presence of anything specified (usually fol. by from): freedom from fear.

7. the absence of or release from ties, obligations, etc.

8. ease or facility of movement or action: to enjoy the freedom of living in the country.

9. frankness of manner or speech.

10. general exemption or immunity: freedom from taxation.

11. the absence of ceremony or reserve.

12. a liberty taken.

13. a particular immunity or privilege enjoyed, as by a city or corporation: freedom to levy taxes.

14. civil liberty, as opposed to subjection to an arbitrary or despotic government.

15. the right to enjoy all the privileges or special rights of citizenship, membership, etc., in a community or the like.

16. the right to frequent, enjoy, or use at will: to have the freedom of a friend's library.

17. Philosophy. the power to exercise choice and make decisions without constraint from within or without; autonomy; self-determination. Compare necessity (def. 7).

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Pins and Needles

2010-02-05T02:29:00.000+11:00

I can not feel my leg,
pins and needles -
such ticklish torture

(C) Leanne Elliott

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You Tell Me

2010-02-04T08:00:00.000+11:00

You tell me, what is the point to it all?
standing tall,
waiting to fall,
only to climb yet another brick wall.

Sometimes I run, sometimes I crawl
at times I just want to hide from it all.

Even in darkened times, there remains a speckle of light
so bright,
pure delight,
only to be blanketed by thoughts, contrite.

Come what may, come what might
out of mind, out of sight.

Sometimes I run, sometimes I crawl
Always getting up, each time I fall.

(C) Leanne Elliott

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Radom Quote

2010-02-02T02:33:00.000+11:00

Life is to short to sit and wollow -
So starting walking towards your tomorrow.

(C) Leanne Elliott

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Summer Storms

2010-02-01T08:15:00.000+11:00

Exhausting summer heat
greet the rains -
with a steamy warm smile.

(C) Leanne Elliott

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Work

2010-01-31T12:40:00.000+11:00

aching all over, but
I must go on -
days turn into months

(C) Leanne Elliott

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4 White Walls (Free eBook)

2010-01-28T00:20:00.000+11:00

For those of you who do not already know, I have a free ebook of my poetry titled "Four White Walls" available for download.

This is my first ever attempt at self publishing and whilst it is a tad rough around the edges, I do hope you enjoy. Featuring a collection of poetry, haiku and qutoes that have been previously posted on the StormSage Central Blog by me (@StormSage ~ Leanne).

To bring you my first book of poetry, I decided to try out Google Books (Beta). While still a reasonably new feature, it just adds to Googles range of free, very useful and easy to use features. After speaking with a few of the Google Books staff I am also happy to say that Google Books will only be getting bigger and better in the near future.

Preview Here - Download Here

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My Brain is A Pretzel

2010-01-26T02:15:00.000+11:00

Much like a pretzel
my brain has been bent;
feeling my sanity
on a rapid decent.

Your voice coming at me
all speaking at one time;
clawing and gnawing
at this fragile mind of mine.

Hand to forehead
slap myself hard, again;
just to cope
with the auditory pain.

Knowing nothing I say,
nothing that I do;
will ever change the fact
that you are just.... you.

(C) Leanne Elliott

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Random Quote

2010-01-25T02:45:00.000+11:00

True survival, the need for self preservation; is never pleasant.

(C) Leanne Elliott

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3 Random Summer Haiku

2010-01-24T17:15:00.000+11:00

Dry, hot wind
just like a
fan forced oven

Brittle brown grass
crunches loudly
beneath my feet

Burning hot sun
cooking me
on slow roast

(C) Leanne Elliott

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What To Do With Shelly? (Part 1)

2010-01-23T15:38:00.000+11:00

I approach the door quietly, being sure to make as little sound as possible. Tap, tap, tap; lightly on the door, I open it wondering what I will find inside today.
Laying still, back turned, blankets pulled up I can make out the outline of a small figure snuggled up under the blankets. "Shelly, are you awake darl" I hear myself saying in a hushed voice. Slowly but surely there is movement and from under the blanket and small grey haired head emerges.

Although I see that face a few days a week, it still shocks me; the gaunt, bony and face. A face that is attached to an equally gaunt, bony and stressed body. My inner voice whispers 'thank goodness shes still alive'. "Hi Shelly, how are you feeling today; having a sleep in?" I say as my voice returns to a normalish pitch.

"I'm not feeling very good today, a bit down, a bit distressed; you know?". I look at her face closely to try and gage how best to respond. "That's no good, you must have needed the rest then. Is there anything in particular that's got you feeling like this today". I pause and wait for the mountain of words that are about to hit me like a flood of hot air bursting through the doorway of a cool-room on a boiling hot summers day.

As the flow of words begins to cascade from her dry, thin lips, I find myself thinking 'I'm sure Ive had this conversation a million times'. I sit, I listen and I wait; sometimes it can be minutes, sometimes it seems like hours. I know that if I attempt to disagree or explain things that I will only upset her, walking on egg shells I repeat the things that she has just listed to me, letting her know that I have heard what she is saying. "So you would like that staff member back (even though they aren't able to right now), and your picture from the hospital (the hospital has asked that you not ring or go there unless it is to admissions), to drop off the shoes at the hospital (which the hospital doesn't want back), you would like to move out into your own unit (yet your lack of daily living skills and mental health issues are preventing you from doing so) and you don't want to take the large tablet that your doctor has prescribed for you (for various reasons you don't want to take this tablet, but I think it is because it slows you down)". "Yes, that's right, so what can we do about it" she asks me.

I give Shelly the same answers I have given her each shift for the past week, "Well we are going to try and get the staff member back, but all we can do is ask her; the boss is looking into getting your picture for you; the hospital said that you can keep the shoes; a lot has to be done before you can move out and we have made an appointment for you to talk to your doctor about your prescribed medication", my response sounds almost as though it has been rehearsed a thousand times.

"So what are we going to do this afternoon darl, do you feel like getting out of bed?", "Nah the tablets are making me tired" she says, eyes half opened. "Have you eaten today Shelly?", "No, I have an upset stomach I drank cordial late last night when the staff went home and it gave me a sick sour taste in my mouth; do you think mouthwash might help, is the mint one better or the blue one?". "I prefer the blue one myself darl but that's just me?" I reply knowing that we had this conversation yesterday.

"I just want to stay in bed for a while" she says as she slides slowly back down under her blankets, almost disappearing under their weight. Not wanting to push the issue I tell Shelly that I will be down in the kitchen if she needs me and I will be back in half an hour to check on her. I close the door softly as she grumbles and almost inaudible "alright".

Walking down the hallway - which feels like the longest hallway in the world, might I add; I start making mental notes. 'How can I coax her to get out of bed to eat, she is looking even thinner today I think, probably only 27kgs at best - and her meds, gosh I hope she takes them for me tonight....hmmm I wonder if her dose is to high, she is sleeping all day' so many thoughts running in my head as I near the end of the hallway.

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Random Quote

2010-01-09T17:17:00.000+11:00

Choose life - for all other roads are but dead ends.

(C) Leanne Elliott

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1st Ever Diary Post

2010-01-07T22:25:00.000+11:00

Hello There,

I have created this blog so that I can store my work separately to the StormSage Central site and blog.

Growing up, through some of the toughest years of my childhood I always kept diaries. I still have some of the ones that I wrote in during high school (what a laugh I have when I read them now). But the more I think about it, writing was one of the outlets that kept me going, particularly through the down times. My diary used to be my best friend where I could say, write, or imagine anything; a place I could share my dreams and fears without being judged.

Hence, here we are. My New Diary.

I will try to post here as often as possible, but I can not guarantee that there will be daily posts. But I can guarantee that there will be a variety of topics found here, including my Poetry, Creative Writing, Haiku, Thoughts and Opinions. I will be writing about things I love and things that really really really bug me.

So thank you for reading my personal blog, I will try to keep it interesting and frequent; the way the good things in life should be.

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: ) @StormSage

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