Deceptions of Fate by: Brittney Schmelter

I was looking through Brittney's poems the other days, and came across this poem again. I think this is one of my favorite poems by Brittney. It's a little dark, but you can see the imagination and creativity it takes to write something like this. I definitely can't do this.

In the back of the room, on top of a shelf, sits a box of many colors.
Take them out, just one by one, and each will tell a different story.
Each color is a piece to a puzzle, a puzzle that we like to call Life.
~What is the importance of them you ask? Well soon we shall see~

[Reach inside the box, my darlin', by fate you have ben twisted.]

The white has been brought forth, the simple color of the invisible.
"Love has consumed your heart, but not a soul loves yours in return."
Forsaking the vows of hope and job, anguish engulfs the broken soul.
~What does it matter if one person perishes? It's no cause for concern~

[Come my child, reach inside me, by fate your heart has been blinded.]

Black has been drawn; darkness enters the room, the color of the bold.
"Domination over reason, strike out, for you are the one in control."
There is no escape as the blows cascade down, they shall always rule.
~Many are strong, others are weak, in this life each person plays a role~

[Feel around and bring forth your color, by fate you have been greeted.]

The color green has emerged, the unmistakable color of the envious.
"She holds your world when she holds his hand, a world that's yours."
Jealousy controls the mind: actions come into play; death soon follows.
~Sometimes things happen, that the world and I choose to ignore~

[Stretch out your hand and grasp a color, by fate you have been hounded.]

The color red has been withdrawn; it represents the color of the angry.
"He speaks crude words when your back is turned, do not tolerate it."
Violent phrases emanate, innocent ears are soon defiled, and hatred is bred.
~Fighting happens in all family units, it's something we can permit~

[Seize a color from my lovely box; by fate you have been tempted.]

Dazzling colors remain; they are secreted inside that haunting little box.
It calls you to reach within it's cardboard walls and draw out your color.
And you will obey that mesmerizing request whether you realize it or not.
~What's the importance of them? By fate you have gained your answer~

By fate you have been twisted.
By fate your heart has been blinded.
By fate you have been greeted.
By fate you have been hounded.
By fate you have been tempted.

By fate you have learned.

Brittney Schmelter

Just because you are raised as a military brat.....yes, another one of Britt's blonde moments.

Just because you are raised as a military brat does not mean you know the most simple basic things. Today walking into the house from church Drew start out...Left, Left, Left, Right, Left. Brittney responds with, "Oh, I get that now! I always wondered how they marched when they said only left."
Doh, she though maybe they took a left step and paused, then somehow they would take another left step. Or maybe they just hopped on their left leg. Oh my gosh, what a blonde.

Footprints by:Brittney Schmelter

I found this poem in my binder that I am using for school. Brittney had written this for me one day during church. I like it a lot, so I am going to put this in my blog. This is really cute!!

We walk along hand-in-hand
Leaving footprints in the sand
Watching sunsets near the sea
Always and forever we will be

Leaving footprints in the mud
Honey, baby, you're my stud
Stealing kisses in the rain
No more suffering, no more pain

Leaving footprints through the years
When other footprints disappear
Gazing at the lovely stars
Knowing that this life is ours

Staring at your wrinkled face
We're through this life; we've won the race (I put that in)
Seeing the love inside your eyes
We leave with footprints in the skies

Brittney Schmelter