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Hi guys.
As I’m deleting my main blog once both this one and the main have been backed up, I’d like to request that you go and follow my new account, @ceejay-silvertongue...it’s mostly poetry and fandom stuff, so basically a combination of the two I have here. Thanks for following.
Three word poem prompt. Wind, Flurry, Warmth.
Thank you for the prompt…here’s the poem (I’m not sure it’s one of my best but I hope you like it anyway)! ^_^
Children’s WinterFun
Prompt: Wind; Flurry;Warmth
Snow flurries fall outside the houseAs young children watch in wonderStanding at the window, breath fogging up the glass,
Wind blowing softly but quickly picking upSpreading snow further as temperature dropsLower still, not yet turning to a blizzard,
Giggling emits from children, threeAs pillow forts built, hide them from sightAnd hot chocolate with marshmallows provide warmth.
A poem requested from a mutual follower...posted on my main blog.
False Acceptance by me...for @saraamosier (and all other women across the globe).
Want a poem? Pop a three word prompt into my askbox...
I’ll see what I can do…don’t forget to leave a nickname or something so I can say who it’s for; also, check out my author page ‘Kyrena Lynch’…most of my poems go there.
Fuck...the end of this poem hurt to write. It really bugs me how troops/veterans are treated like crap after fighting for freedom and after the initial thanks, they end up homeless. Anyway, this one’s called ‘Patriots’ and was inspired by some orchestral music I’m currently listening to (and actual troops/veterans too, of course).
This one was written a couple days ago…I don’t remember what inspired it but my muse suddenly had the first line ready; I think the inspiration was something I’d been watching on TV at the time. It’s titled ‘Solace’.
This one was written a couple days ago...I don’t remember what inspired it but my muse suddenly had the first line ready; I think the inspiration was something I’d been watching on TV at the time. It’s titled ‘Solace’.
I wrote this yesterday after seeing the poem ‘Hope’ by Emily Dickinson come across my main blog’s dash...I was very inspired.
Been a bit down lately, so I ended up with a new poem inspired by those feelings and a friends positive words!
You Never Loved Me
The following snippet begins with a dialogue prompt (which is in italics) and I may or may not use the snippet in a story or fanfiction at a later date.
“You never loved me.”
“That’s not true, I–”
“Don’t. I know what you were doing. And guess what? It worked. You have the information they wanted, and I get to live my life knowing I’m an idiot for trusting you; for loving you.” Akiko choked out through her tears, turning away from the woman she’d spent the last three years loving; three years of her life that she’d never get back, three years of happiness that was forever tainted. Giselle reached a hand out to touch Akiko’s shoulder, only to drop it with a forlorn sigh as her, now former, girlfriend began walking away from her.
“Akiko, I’m sorry. I never meant for this to happen and I truly did love you; it was hard not to fall in love with you.” She chuckled bitterly. Leaving her employers was high on her to do list after this; at one point, they’d saved her life but now they’re only ruining it. She’d paid her debt to them years ago and she didn’t know why she continued to work for them, but there was no way she’d let them take any more from her.
“Just leave, Giselle. I don’t want to hear it.” Akiko whispered as she walked from the room, her low heels clicking against the dark wooden floors.
(Thank you @dialouge-prompts for the prompt...been a slow month for my writing this month.)
I wrote a new poem specifically for ANZAC Day. It's titled 'Lest We Forget'...because I am a proud Kiwi and want to honour those who sacrificed their lives for us. Also, I was inspired by the poem 'In Flanders Fields' by John McCrae.
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This article is a bit longer than anything else I've written and was due to something I saw on facebook...I apparently have a lot to say on this topic, lmao. Anyway, onwards! Let’s start off with relationships! Relationships are weird. No seriously, they are so, so weird. Whether they’re platonic, sexual or romantic, they’re weird…and yes, there is a difference between sexual relationships and romantic relationships; some people would be inclined to think they’re the same thing but they’re totally not. A platonic relationship is when two, or maybe more, people see each other and start getting to know the other and suddenly decide, ‘Hey, I like this person. They’re my friend now’…and they do this without any sexual or romantic attraction, though sometimes it can develop later on. A sexual relationship is where two people see each other and think ‘Wow, they’re so hot and I want to have sex with them’…or something like that anyway; it differs for everyone. Sometimes it’ll develop into more but frequently it just ends up being one night stands. A romantic relationship on the other hand is when two people are emotionally invested in each other but not always sexually attracted. They still love each other, they still go on dates and kiss etc. but they don’t always have sex…it’s not necessary for them. More often than not, that’s the type of relationship that an asexual person gets involved in; they love their partner for who they are, not for the sex because quite simply, they don’t feel sexual attraction for their partner. Sure some of them still enjoy having sex occasionally but it’s not important for their relationship; most of them just prefer cuddles instead. I have so many friends in the LGBTQ+ community and I, myself, am part of it too, being bisexual. Sexual orientation changes quite frequently throughout our lives though most of us don’t really realise it. It changes because our minds change, our feelings change and so do our bodies as we age. I remember feeling so confused when I was younger because I stared at, and felt attracted to, men and women in equal measure. I didn’t know how to feel and I’ve only recently pinpointed why I felt that way. My very first relationship was an online one with a guy the same age as me when we were about 17 or 18. I’d never met him in person despite trying to set up meetings. I’d met him through an online MMORPG game called Runescape and found out he lived in the next town over which was about an hour away. I never found out until much later that he was controlling, emotionally manipulative and mentally abusive and I became afraid of him. With my sister’s support and his friends support, I broke it off with him, relieved that I didn’t actually meet him and fell for one of those friends of his who was a decent guy and really sweet, even if he did have a tendency to be forgetful when it came to important dates like birthdays and valentines. We met a couple of times, one of those when he and his family came to my home town on holiday. As expected of an 18 year old guy, he was rather inexperienced but I didn’t mind so much. I ended up breaking it off with him after about six months when I had to go care for my terminally ill grandmother before she passed away. I haven’t had a relationship since 2012. Onto genders! This is going to be a bit short since I don’t really know all that much about most gender identities however, I’m pretty sure I know more than most. First off, there aren’t just two genders like most ignorant people would have you believe. It’s not just male and female…they’re just the two ends of the spectrum; and yes, I consider gender as a spectrum. At one end you have male and at the other you have female but in the middle you have a variety of other genders that people identify as, e.g. demigender, non-binary, genderfluid, agender and bigender etc. and each of those have various meanings. Demigender means you feel closer to the other end of the spectrum than the one you were assigned at birth. Non-binary means you don’t really identify with either end of the spectrum and will generally sit right in the middle. Genderfluid is similar but not the same; it means you switch between all genders on the spectrum depending on the day. Agender means you don’t particularly identify as any gender at all, though it does vary from person to person much like asexuality. Bigender is when you identify as two different genders at the same time no matter what your assigned gender was at birth. That’s about as simple as it gets, really. Each gender also has their own pronouns that they prefer and it is respectful to abide by what they wish to be identified as; all you have to do is ask if you’re unsure…it’s that simple. Quite honestly, I have trouble understanding why others don’t get it. Sexuality is similar but, again, not the same thing. Usually people feel a certain way and when they’re younger they might not understand resulting in fear and sometimes hatred. A lot of kids end up bullied or bullying other because of something they don’t understand. I was bullied quite frequently as a kid, up until about year 10 or 11 (form 4 or 5). One girl from my class spread a rumour about me saying that I was lesbian because of a photo I’d shown her on my phone when she was pretending to be nice to me. It was a photo of a former friend in a dress that I’d really liked. That’s all it takes for a rumour to spread…especially around an all-girls school. That rumour was started in year nine and followed me into year ten and at the start of year ten I couldn’t even enter the classroom for fear of being picked on due to being accused of lesbianism. It wasn’t that I had a problem with it but I was young, near friendless and afraid. The stigma that I’d heard growing up was that nobody liked lesbians and I didn’t want to be even more disliked than I was already. One of the girls came out and asked me if I was okay and if I was going to come in or not, especially as I was a little late and I disliked being the centre of attention. Eventually I got over it and continued on with my life while the rumour faded to nothing. I’ve grown up since and realise there’s nothing wrong with lesbianism…at all; just like there is nothing wrong with being gay or bisexual or asexual etc. What everyone tends to forget is that we’re all human before we’re anything else and our personal business is our own; everyone else needs to butt out. Anyway, sexuality or sexual orientation is also a spectrum but different than gender because there is no two defining ends of that spectrum, only one and I’m pretty sure you can guess what that it…yup, heterosexuality. Normally a lot of people would think the other end of it would be homosexuality and I suppose in a way it is but really, there is not defining ends for this one. The main thing that the LGBTQ+ community wants is the freedom to love who they want and live how they want without anyone telling them they can’t do this or that; we’re people, our love is no different than the love between a man and a woman, we don’t want to be told that our love is wrong just because it doesn’t fit your views or religion. That’s great and all but chances are, we don’t have the same religion and we definitely don’t have the same views. Religion is a big sticking point for a lot of people but those who are religious zealots really need to stop trying to shove theirs down our throats. We don’t care what your religion says because it’s not our religion. I am actually Wiccan, and no it doesn’t mean witchcraft; please don’t stereotype us. Wicca is a branch of Paganism and means getting back in touch with nature. We don’t worship any one god or goddess, we worship whichever deity appeals to us from any religion; usually it’s one of the gods or goddesses from the ancient civilisations. However, I’m getting off topic. You can be whatever sexuality you want, whether that’s straight, bisexual, pansexual, lesbian, gay, queer and asexual etc. Being straight means you like people from the opposite gender to you. Bisexual is when you like two genders; pansexual is liking all genders; lesbian and gay is liking the same gender; queer I’m not entirely sure of and asexual is not liking any gender in particular. Of course, everyone is different too; we each have our own preferences on top of our sexuality, e.g. I’m bisexual with a higher preference for men than women but I don’t think I’d have a problem with other genders either, so that probably makes me pansexual, however I’m not going to think on that too much. I have one friend who is gay and another who is ace (short for asexual), and they will both have preferences though I know my ace friend really likes cuddles, so she probably wouldn’t really care which gender the person she was dating identified as. A lot of things are all about preferences and people wanting to live their lives as they desire and love who they want. We all just need remember that before anything else, whether that’s skin colour, gender, sexuality or religion etc., we’re all human first. Hope you enjoyed this article! Love, Kyrena x
In the last couple of years, there’s been a lot of hype over sugar: what it does for our bodies, what it does to them, and the correlating diseases of diabetes and obesity. The rates of obesity and diabetes, caused by fatty foods and foods steeped in sugar, have skyrocketed in many countries as people find less and less time to eat healthy and exercise when we’re all on the go and having to work long hours, especially when those long hours are often spent sitting behind a computer at a desk just to provide the bare minimum for our families. The obesity and diabetes rates in children especially is rather concerning, as instead of having toast or cereal of some kind, such as porridge, they’re stopping at the local dairies/superettes to pick up large bottles of fizzy drink/soda and food like chips/crisps, as well as cookies and other sugary foods like candy/sweets. Of course, there are sugar substitutes known as sweeteners, such as the brand Stevia, but are they really any better for us than normal sugar? Truth is, the majority of them aren’t unless they’re completely natural, and you’re more likely to come across artificial ones than natural ones. It’s something to think about. Most of the time, I’m left wondering how we can help our families cut down on the amount of artificial sugar we eat – for the health of our children – but it’s not an easy task, given that sugar is in pretty much everything we eat or drink barring water. Personally, whenever I bake or make food at home that requires sugar in it, I try to cut it down as much as possible. These days, I switch all the white sugar in my baked goods to brown or raw sugar, as it’s much less processed than other types. I don’t use sweeteners due to the fact that they tend to taste odd. In many countries, other families just take what they can get – whether healthy or not – as the prices for good, healthy food have also skyrocketed in recent years, much like obesity and diabetes. According to the government statistics sites for the United States, the United Kingdom, and New Zealand, the prevalence of diabetes is: - 9.3% of the population in the USA as of 2012; (http://www.diabetes.org/diabetes-basics/statistics/) - 4.5 million (estimated) people of the adult population in the UK have the disease, whether diagnosed or undiagnosed, as of 2016; (https://www.diabetes.org.uk/Professionals/Position-statements-reports/Statistics/diabetes-prevalence-2016/) - 5.8% of the adult population in New Zealand as of 2015/2016; (https://minhealthnz.shinyapps.io/nz-health-survey-2015-16-annual-update/) In comparison, the obesity rate of the three countries according to their statistics sites is: - 36.5% of the US adult population; (https://www.cdc.gov/obesity/data/adult.html) - 17% of US children between the ages of 2 to 19 are affected by obesity as of 2011/2014; (https://www.cdc.gov/obesity/data/childhood.html) - The obesity rate went from 14.9% to 26.9% between the years 1993 and 2015 for adults over the age of 16yrs; (https://www.noo.org.uk/NOO_about_obesity/adult_obesity/UK_prevalence_and_trends) - 9.5% of boys & 8.7% of girls aged 4-5yrs suffer obesity as of 2014/2015, while 20.7% of boys and 17.4% of girls aged 10-11yrs suffer obesity as of 2014/2015; (https://www.noo.org.uk/NOO_about_obesity/child_obesity/UK_prevalence) - 31.6% of NZ adults over 15yrs of age suffer obesity as of 2015/2016; (https://minhealthnz.shinyapps.io/nz-health-survey-2015-16-annual-update/) - 10.7% of NZ children under the age of 14yrs of age suffer obesity as of 2015/2016; (https://minhealthnz.shinyapps.io/nz-health-survey-2015-16-annual-update/) As you can see, while not as bad as some countries, the obesity and diabetes rates for the USA, UK, and New Zealand are relatively high. Some dairies/superettes in Taranaki, New Zealand, have taken to trying to tackle the problem by refusing to sell sugary foods and drinks to children before school, and trying to encourage them to eat healthier. It’s an idea that I personally believe is a good one and should be implemented all over the country. And while sugar in overly large amounts is bad for you, so are a lot of other things; either way, whether you prefer to consume the various types of sugar, or sweeteners, we should be reducing the amounts we feed our children because after all, they are our future. If we want a healthy future, then we need to start implementing healthy eating habits and plenty of exercise into our children’s lives. So, take care of your loved ones because they only have one body and one life! Love, Kyrena x
Went through one of my recipe books and found an old recipe I'd come up with a couple years ago. I think it's one my friends sister uses frequently since we both have a copy. Thing is this time around I had some GF (Gluten Free) plain flour and decided to use that instead of gluten flour. They turned out alright, if a little flat due to sinking but that's okay as they were still really nice; rich chocolate flavour without being too sweet and nice and moist, especially warm. Double Chocolate Chip Muffin Recipe 1 cup brown sugar, loosely packed 150g butter, softened, or margarine 2 eggs 1 1/2 cup GF plain flour (Gluten Free) 2tsp baking powder 1 cup milk 1/2 cup cocoa powder 1/2 cup choc chips 1. Preheat oven to 180 Celsius or 350 Fahrenheit 2. Beat sugar, butter and eggs together. 3. Add flour, baking powder and milk, mix well. 4. Add cocoa powder and combine. 5. Add choc chips and mix. 6. Pour into greased muffin tin and bake for 15-20 minutes or until skewer comes out clean. 7. Allow to cool for 10 minutes then serve with desired topping (e.g. cream or yoghurt). Enjoy! If yours also go flat, don't worry about it...it's likely that'll always happen when you make them. Either way, they still taste good. Feel free to let me know if yours go flat too...I'm interested to know if it happens all the time. Love, Kyrena x
My close friend decided it was time to write another letter to the reader. This time the subject is bullying. She recently saw an article about a young 9 year old boy who committed suicide due to bullying after only a few weeks at his new school. I have also read it, and it is a most heartbreaking story. Bullying is a serious issue, especially with social media and the internet available which means that bullies can find new victims to bring down or even find previous victims and continue to bully them. Feb 20 2017 Dear Reader,I sometimes wonder what would have been different had I not been bullied at school. A lot of the older generation, like my parents, perpetuate the stereotype that if a boy bullies you then that means he likes you and I have personal, irrefutable proof that that is not true in the slightest. I don’t know why people perpetuate this stereotype but it is so very wrong. I’m not sure how it works if it’s the opposite…if a girl bullies a boy, do parents tell their sons that it’s because she likes him just like they would their daughters? If the answer is yes, then please stop. If the answer is no, then why do they insist on doing it with their daughters? It’s something I am aware they learnt at their own parents’ knees when growing up, but wouldn’t they have noticed how damaging it is to tell their own kids if they experienced the same? Sometimes the relationship between bully and victim can be genuine; a kid looking for attention from the other, even negative but most of the time it’s another reason, like jealousy or the like. Personally, I was bullied at school for as long as I can remember; starting with primary and ending in high school when I was in fourth or fifth form (year 10 or 11) because I learnt how to ignore the majority of it by then which was mostly minimal teasing words. It just sort of tapered off, I suppose and I think that had to do with the fact I didn’t give the bullies the time of day and the fact I had friends to back me up. Bullied children need support, need friends and most of all they need their parents to believe them and listen to them when they mention being bullied. Bullying is the number one cause of suicide among school aged children and when they commit suicide, they leave broken hearts and broken families while the reason the child committed suicide, the bullies, basically walk free with very few consequences and move onto their next victim. For some bullies, their victims committing suicide, is a turning point that they use and take advantage of; it becomes an opportunity for them to turn their life around and to become better people. I’m willing to bet that a majority of my own bullies have forgotten I even exist, especially those from primary and intermediate school since I’ve had very little interaction with them since. There is one in particular that I absolutely despise, yet will probably always remember even if he doesn’t remember me. Intermediate was a particularly bad two years for me. While second year there wasn’t quite as bad, first year was the shittiest school year I have ever experienced; it’s probably for that reason, that I remember it more than the others. It was a breaking point for me and even now, I still bear the scars. Year seven, or form one, I had bullies that consisted of most of the class. There was one young man in particular who was rather aptly named, though I won’t actually name him here for privacy’s sake, who led the class. By American standards, he’d be your typical jock; attractive (even at that age), athletic, popular, above average in intelligence and loved gaming. I’m pretty sure the majority of the girls in the class had a crush on him at some point, and yes that included me. It was rather unfortunate that I had a crush on him, as it only made the bullying and final put down he gave me rather hard and extra hurtful. What made it even worse was the fact that our teacher was a newbie meaning she either didn’t notice or didn’t know how to deal with the rampant bullying in her classroom. There are three particular moments that I remember the best and I’m still not sure if that is unfortunate or not. The first incident of the remembered three was when either he or one of his clique pulled the chair out from under me just as I had been about to sit down. Normally this wouldn’t have been so bad but there was quite a distance between the height I was about to sit at and the floor which had thin carpet over concrete; this meant that I ended up damaging my tailbone (or coccyx for those more medically minded) as gravity pulled me down. It was so sudden that I had no time to slow my descent. Even now, the effects still linger and unlike other people I cannot remain seated for more than an hour to an hour and a half tops unless there is a lot of padding in the seat; and I mean a lot of padding. I get a really sore bottom where my tailbone is if I try to remain seated for longer than that. The second incident wasn’t really a bullying thing. It was a turn of face. I turned up to school in about the middle of the week having had an accident over the weekend and needing the first two days to recover. I was super shy, more so than normal because I had dried blood covering half my face from the accident that wouldn’t come off (we tried), about facing my classmates, a majority of whom usually bullied me. I had fully expected the bullying to get a lot worse than it was but to my utter shock and surprise everyone was concerned, polite and nice to me. I remember one girl asking me if it was chocolate that was dried on my face which pulled a shy, nervous laugh out of me before I shook my head and whispered the fact that it was blood. My mother, who’d been there at the time, briefly explained that I’d been in an accident over the weekend and could everyone please be nice to me and help me if I needed it. Of course, as it was a parent who asked, and the teacher agreed, they obliged. I knew from the offset though that it would never last and I was right. As soon as I was recovered enough, about a week and a half, they went back to bullying me. I’ve always been on fairly good terms with my parents and pretty open with them, so I usually told them about being bullied and asked for advice. They gave it but more often than not it didn’t work. The third incident was bullying in the form of humiliation and embarrassment. I’m not sure about the time frame but I think it was either close to the second half of the year. We were in the new gymnasium which had been built recently for P.E. or Phys. Ed. I believe we’d been playing dodgeball, maybe. I can’t remember exactly. All I remember is that he somehow found out about my crush on him. I’m not sure if someone pointed out that I kept looking at him or if they’d known previously but when he approached me I remember blushing heavily and getting really nervous with my heart speeding up a little bit; what girl wouldn’t feel like that when their crush approached them? I remember the tears dripping down my face, the sobs tearing out of my mouth and the pain of heartbreak in my chest when he stated clearly “I don’t like you.” I ran off to the changing rooms and remained there for the rest of the lesson, sobbing my little heart out as he walked off to join his friends who were all laughing and jeering. Even now, my heart hurts thinking about it. That’s one of the worst memories I have of intermediate. However, you mustn’t let age fool you when it comes to bullying. Bullies can come in all shapes and sizes. The biggest memory of bullying I had in the second year of intermediate was when my own teacher, who’d just come back from teaching in Britain a few months previous, called me stupid in my hearing when in discussion in with another classmate. You can believe I told my mother about that and she definitely had a go at the woman. So yes, teachers can also be bullies. If your child ever comes to you about being bullied, for their sake, for their continued mental and physical health please believe them and at least look into it. Very rarely do children lie, especially about something as severe as bullying. If your child is usually an open, bubbly, social person and suddenly starts keeping things to themselves then it’s a sign of something wrong. Listen to them, let them come to you but don’t ever, ever go snooping through their things because if they catch you, and it’s likely they will, then not only will they continue to keep more things to themselves but you will also lose their trust. Don’t push your child away. It doesn’t matter if you’re tired or upset or whatever, you had children and they are your responsibility; you need to listen to them. Don’t let them fade away and withdraw into themselves because I can guarantee you’re probably going to regret not doing so later. No parent wants to bury their child, whether that is due to illness or something like suicide due to bullying. Take care of your children, they’re the future. Take care, Ceejay x So overall, keep an eye on your child/children and their mental and physical health. The happier they are, the healthier they are especially mentally; and mental health is very important. Love, Kyrena x
