A Quick Prayer Request and A Verse of Poetry

Hey guys, I just wanted to ask for prayer for myself today. I'll be leaving in just a few minutes to go compete in the ACSI Math Olympics for the last time. I'm kinda nervous, but excited, too. Just pray that I do well and that God will hold me up while I'm there.

I'd like to leave you with this little verse that I thought up yesterday.

Song of Life

Arise, arise, arise
Come back, come back, to Adonai
Forge ahead, back to life
Cast off the shadow, return to light.


There you have it!
Thanks for your prayers and comments...
Write On!!!
Shelby Marie

Sidetracked

Okay, so I've been on a bit of a poetry kick for the past few days...I just wrote a poem for my other book(the one I'm almost done with) last night, and I thought I'd post it now. I'll post the other form of "Oh Rise up and Come" eventually...

The Wanderer's Plea

Oh, wary is the way
I walk this day
Oh, guard my steps
That my life may not end

Oh, while in dark I walk
Keep my sword sharp
Oh, while I run
Your will always be done

When enemies assail
May I prevail
Though I am weak
Your strength, it is complete

My King, make me stronger
As I wander
So that I might
Ever uphold Your light


Like it? Pray, tell!
Write On!!!
Shelby Marie

Oh Rise up and Come

Since everyone seemed to like my last poem, I shall post the other two.
Let me explain that they are nearly the same, sort of one poem in two forms, and I'd like you all to tell me which form you like best. I'm only going to post one of them today, though.
This one, I think, is my favorite...

Oh Rise up and Come

Oh, the times are dark
In our suffering hearts

Worn, weary are we
From press of tyranny

Remnant of the day
That death-sting had its way

Look on that day in sorrow

Oh, rise up and come
Though I know you are numb

We must try again
Though Iverna will rend

For if we succeed,
We at last shall be free

And break the ever-dark tomorrow


Well, there you have it. You'll have to excuse the repetition of the phrase "ever-dark tomorrow"---it is a sort of trademark for Aidelahd. This poem/song/thing is a call for the Draedenai of all seven Kingdoms to gather together and try once more to overthrow the Dictator.
I'll post the other form tomorrow.
Write On!!!
Shelby Marie

Poetry and Explanations...

Hello, all!
Before I post this poem, allow me to introduce you all to Aidelahd. He is a newer character of mine, a minstrel as a matter of fact. I did not plan him at all, he just showed up and started singing to me. Turns out he will play a very important role. In the book, Aidelahd is the author of this poem, which is called The Uprising.
Now, I must define a few things, or you might be confused a bit...
The Uprising- the period of time in Iverna when fifteen warriors, led by one called Veltorin, rallied men to them and rebelled against the King and Queen. There was desolation for months, and in the end, Veltoring overthrew the King and Queen and took the throne.
Iverna- my otherworld...the one Remedy gets pulled to(pronounced ee-Vair-nah)
Veltorin- leader of the rebellion, Dictator of Iverna
Adonai- my God-figure
Draedenai- the fighting men and women of Iverna(pronounced DRAY-den-eye)

Alright, then, I guess I'll shut up and post the poem now...haha!

The Uprising

Iverna once walked in Adonai's will
The King and the Queen His trusted friends
Draedenai pledged that for good or for ill
They would fight for Him to ev'ry end

But alas! Darkness stirred in hearts of men
They sought to bring about faith's demise
Fifteen warriors rallied men to them
And they rebelled against Adonai

Month after month, the blood flowed unhindered
The armies clashed, and during that time
Rebellion's leader trained elite killers
To make the Royal famly die

All through the Kingdoms cruel darkness was spread
And pain of death, our Draedenai took
Until Veltorin's opposition was dead
And bright of hope, Iverna forsook

The King and Queen were murdered in despair
When the ruthless killers were released
They left our Kingdoms lacking rightful heir
The Traitor's plan, it was now appeased

Years later, we still look back in sorrow
At Veltorin's heartless devising
And think of our ever-dark tomorrow
That began during the Uprising


Well, now that I've sufficiently bored you with an Iverna history lesson, please tell me what you think. I have two more, if you'd like to see them?

Write On!!!
Shelby Marie

When All Around Me Is Unstable

Hey guys,
Here's a little 2-verse poem I composed yesterday while thinking about what happened at the college a few days ago.

When all around me is unstable;
It tilts, tips and threatens to fall,
I drop to my knees in the chaos
And to the Holy One I call.

Screams and voices echo everywhere,
Worried questions about our fate.
I'm weeping, desperate for an answer,
He whispers, "I will not forsake."


What do you think of it. It's meant as a picture of how God gives us gentle reminders of His power when we're struggling or panicking. Does anyone have an experience like that to share?

Write On!!!
Shelby Marie

If It Be Your Will...

Perhaps you are getting tired of my poetry? Too bad, because, I have another one for you!

If it be Your will
If it pleases Thee,
I will go
Where You send me.

M'lord, I'll follow
Where You lead;
Just say the word
And I will leave.

I have desires
I have dreams,
And I offer them
Up to Thee.

If it be your will,
Make them so;
But if not
Then let me know.

For I want to do
The good, the right;
And if I must
I'll sacrifice.

What do you think?
Write On!!!
Shelby Marie

Valentine's Day

Hello, and Happy Day-After-Valentine's-Day!
Here is a poem that I recently composed...I thought it was kind of fitting for Valentine's.

Crying in the dark,
Mist creeping like a wraith.
Despair seeping quickly
Through my thin and wavering faith.

Aching in my heart,
Hopelessness setting in.
All my life's broken pieces
Too many to pick up again.

He enfolds me in His wings
His love my soul surrounds
Again my lips can sing
I was lost; now I'm found.

He picks up all my broken pieces
Puts me back together again.
My heart, in grateful praising, says,
"How I love thee, Heaven-sent!"

Well, what do you think? Pray, tell!

Write On!!!
Shelby Marie

Treasured Objects

Ok, so I have this dagger...It's got a green sheath and irridiscent silver blade. I love the thing. But anyway, my English class has entered a contest that Writing magazine is having. You're supposed to write a poem, essay, or story about your most treasured object. I thought about what I would pick for awhile, but soon decided on my dagger and wrote the following poem.

Blade of silver, sheath like emerald
A blend of danger and serenity.
Its weight is comfortable in my hand;
It is of highest value to me.

Elegant curve, sharp edge;
Carvings of lions
And gems of red
Holding such intricate design.

I am at ease with it at my side;
I look at it and let my thoughts wander
To realms unseen, horizons bright
And on these things I ponder.

I think of what it means to me,
Representing all that I love:
Courage, strength, and yearning fierce,
Passion given from above.

Some may think it odd or strange
That I should value such as treasure;
But it matters not what they say,
I shall keep my blade, my dagger.


Well, there you have it. What do you think of it? What is your most treasured object?
Write On!!!
Shelby Marie