You There!

You There!

You there! 

Did you know?

Did you see?

You . . . the one

who tipped my glass

and let if tall to shatter to pieces

Di you know . . . 

that to shatter a window

would lead to chains and bars

Did you see . . . 

the full moon as it watched 

As it shed a tear for a broken soul

Did you care . . . 

as you made a choice

to steal away into the night

You . . . the one 

who took from a child

the doll she so loved

You There!

Did you know? 

Did you care?

© October 30, 2012 (Emma Joy Huls)

Doom....of.....Boredom

My Dear readers,
This is compelete boredom!.....or just craziness
Did you know that I have LOST IT!!! what? you ask ...My brain...and sense of reason...and well by the time you hit the bottom you might be running. hahahahaahha......read if your DARE.
HEY BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!! Did you know that Boredom can lead to potentially dangerous thoughts...hahaha thoughts and ideas about how I can possible make my siblings lives interesting...haha. although some could lead to mass disaster and a grounding that will keep me from hanging out with friends and such....so thus off limits to my life.....ahahahah Which makes life more boring when were just all sitting in the dining room and I am watching my elder brother play against.....himself at chess....and he is getting very frustrated because apparently its a very intense game.....hmmmmmmm oh and it adds to the crazy look when he looks up at you and has this evil irritated look and says "stale mate....not what I was going for because no one can win...." Oh and to add to things he is in need of a hair cute....BAD. hahahaha....Then to add to the boredom Joshua is sitting staring intently at seths laptop screen........ Its either YouTube....or....IDK. Then alora is.....well I have no clue what she is doing speaking that she has her back to me....I think she is once again mad at her over bearing loving kind concerned sister who just happens to be ME emma....oh and she just got a check mate instead of a stale mate.....so apparently the white side of won...so is that a sign of seths good side winning...hmmmmmm I wonder. JK hahahaha...and If your wondering YES this message has no point to it besides to concur boredom......which in a way its not yet it is working if that makes any sense....HAHA so I told seth my theory so he switched the pieces around to make it look like the dark side one...I worry about him sometimes. Kalecia just came out of her room......YIPPIE the virdigo woman is alive.... She has problems going to bed intel like 5 to 6 am and so the usually time we expect to be graced with her BEAUTIFUL face is anywhere from 12 to 2 pm. So ya. . . Although she is weaving in and around the kitchen swinging her walking stick side to side....hahahaha....I know I probably shouldn't...but I cant help but through some humor into the fact that not only does she have headaches...but she has been diagnosed with Virdago. So she is a very very dizzy woman....watch out for her walking stick though it hurts when she smacks you on the behind for being of course the all loving caring adoring and "never" a pain in her side younger sister...yours truly me emma joy huls....oh boy know I think i have seriously lost it......wait false call not quite yet when i start speaking about werewolves and them being overly possessed then you can start worrying about my mind but then when i start talking about hot sexy vampires which are no where close to being something that i would consider hot let alone sexy.....then you can call the people in the white coats to come and take me away....oh wow...I think this summer boredom has stepped up a scale.... and the book series that I am reading just happens to be about a pack of loyal, yet very very very possessive werewolves....so it just might have a slight affect on my thoughts and course of action....hehehe...I wonder if I could get away with a Jen move.....nah I better not try. Dad and Mom...NO everyone I know would be putting me under lock and key in a far away tower in a far away "make believe" land and throw away the key and then promptly forget I was there.....WOW I am going crazy...wait I already was. OK so before you get too concerned about my well being I should probably stop typing and get away from any writing material and go and give myself a mentle talk oh how I cant let boredom win....because if it does this is what happens...some poor soul that knows me will get a lecture in person or a letter on Facebook just to prove how crazy I am.. oh ya I was gonna stop typing wasent I? well love ya lots Yours Truly your (TOTALLY I HAVE LOST IT) Emma Joy Huls

A Peek into Emma Joy's Rabbit Hole #1

Dear Readers,

So to all my dear readers, as many poems and endless thoughts I post on this glorious blog I figure I should do something out of the ordinary. Something so show that even though I do think deep I am non the less one possibly insane American teenager.  Although with my amazing family and friends who support me in all I do, but they are non the less just as crazy as me if not more so...but thats just the reason I LOVE them all so much!  So I suppose the purpose of this is to merily entertain and hopefully turn a frown into a smile, and grumbling into laughter. :) Just for everyone reading this who dont know my family or I, we have this question we often ask ourselfs. This infamous question is : " Do we really want to know how far dad's rabbit hole goes?" And if you dont understand this question it means that we are asking ourselves if we dare venture into the very depths of his brain that might just very well make us up and lose it. Although I love me dad he is a very unique and creative man. And I would never want another man to be my father. Because then it would be too boring and life as I know it would be completly differnt. Dad would be normal....and if you really know my crazy large yet small family you would know that my dear daddy claims to be the only so called "normal" human being on this large yet small world that most call earth...I call it home. :) hahaha...jk...But I must say I would never trade him, not if I was offered all a person would ever normally want.  I just want to finish out my senior year with my crazy yet very loving family.  When I fall down they are the ones who come and cheer me up, who make me laugh when I want to cry and they even tick me off to the point where I do explode, but I always feel bad afterwards.  I must admit life is good for me. Its not easy. But it has never been too hard.  I am very lucky. Anyway I have to tell ya all about my shrink.....(after this if you still dont think I am crazy...well ya.) ..... my shrink is the best shrink to have. I mean you dont need to go and talk about your life problems to my shrink. All you need to do is go get C-H-O-C-O-L-A-T-E........and then eat it. If you wish to know how I get a hold of my shrink I could tell you......Its called I have a loving father who knows that once a month or possible more than that his 3 teenage daughters will be yelling for 2 items.....#1 Midol. . . and #2 Chocolate.  So naturaly Dad aquired a drawer designated to "hidden" sweets that we are not supposed to know about. So when I am down and depressed and I need to have an appointment with my oh so helpful shrink. I go into where dad is and in my sweet inicent you love me daddy voice, I ask him ever so sweetly for some chocolate. Depending if he has some in his drawer of sweets of not and if he is feeling like sharing I may or may not aquire my shrink. :) At special times when there is none and mom wants some too we take a short 15 minute drive down to the open twenty four seven gas station just down the road, and get our shrink. :) Then as I am eating the yummy chocolate I savor the flavor as it trials down my throat like liquid honey.  And then for the time being I am ok. hahahaha.....sometimes I wonder where I come of up things like this.....oh ya its called the crazy bubble...oh wait you dont really know what I mean by saying crazy bubble. So I have to explain....if you are still reading this get your imagination ready to go on full drive....your gonna be introduced to what I compare my mind to...So I have some friends...well actually all of my family and friends say that a man or a boys mind is nice and oraganized into boxes with lables and such. But then a girls or a womans mind is like yarn, one unrelated thought connected to a completly other unrleated thought. I say this is true for everyone but those who think like me. So here is where your imagination is needed.  Picture a pitch black room...that has no end...it just goes on and on. So once you have that mental picture, I now want you to picture that in the middle of that dark place there is a platform arising from somewhere in the dark.  And on this platform stands a dark haired curious teenage girl.  She is glancing all around her at something. Once you picture this continue.......this is where it gets cool.  The girl is looking into Bubbles...and not just any bubbles but bubbles full of images...ideas....thoughts....and memories from her birth to the point of life she is now currently at. The bubbles are both large and small, and seem to move on thier own differnt speeds. Some move slower and stay longer next to the platform where the girl had acess to them....while others came flying by so quick she barely has a second to grasp on to that thought or that idea...and then its gone.  Yet each bubble was coming...and it was going...each bubble pausing either far or close to the girls curious gaze, as she a bubble would pause near her she would glance deep into its depths....seeking...and searching for something unknown. so if you can picture this way to go! This is how I know my mind is, and the girl is me standing , trying to grasp ahold of all my thoughts as they come and go.  And try to make sense of them because believe me I love a good mystery...or puzzle....just trying to sort through my mind is like reading all the mystery novels ever written. . . . so ya. congradualtions you made it to the end....of this one. hope you enjoyed a little dip into my rabbit hole.

Sincerely yours truly Emma Joy

dancing

Dancing

Running....

Walking....

               unsure of which way to go

I am moving and I am going

I am breathing 

and I am alive today

 today I am who I am

because of you ... and you

I never stoped

moving...

and going...

yet for a time I wanted to give up

yet shoving my way up to the top

I stand above it all...

and glance down upon the view

and I dance

I dance to the music

the music that fills my soul

the music that makes me want to be 

to be anyone I want to be

Yet I choose to just be .....

to just be miss little ole me..

I dont wish for a change of my past

I only wish for a happier future

a future full of laughter...and giggles

to match the speed of my dancing feet

My feet do not stop

as I dance upon this mountain top

over looking all that I know

Wondering....and waiting

for whats coming next....

wishing for something unnamable..

I jump into the unknown 

and take flight into a world

a world full of grace and peace

a world unknown to you and I...

© August 3, 2012 (Emma Joy Huls)

I am thankful....for .... life

I am Thankful....for....Life

I am thankful

for those who stood by me

who told me 

that I could be

and could do anything

Those who when I was broken

when I was hurt and bleeding

picked me back up....

and who helped me....

to put the pieces of my life

back together again.

I am thankful 

for a little someone

who protected me

who kept me from harm

on a cold dark lonely night

I am forever grateful

for her stormy attitude

that I miss so much

and that for a time

for a very short but amazing time

was not only mans best friend

but she was my hero

and my best friend.

I am thankful

for the unknown

that catches us all unguarded

yet brings us....

both joy and sorrow

and fills our life's with adventure...

and the hidden yet memorizing unknown.

I am thankful

so very thankful

for ever little thing...

both the good and the bad

that have turned me 

turned me upside down...

and inside out....and back again.

I am grateful for it all.....

for without. . . 

the pain

the hurt

the confusion

the laughter

and the memories....

I would be no one

 and I would never truly

know or understand 

the true meaning....

the true meaning of......life.

© August 2, 2012 (Emma Joy Huls

My Something

My Something

Walking...Running

and trying to fly 

I catch something 

something from afar 

Something special 

something extrodinary 

something unique 

and something completly differnt

As you told me.. goodbye 

I fell to my knees.. and I cried

Yet as I cried 

Something whispered...

       Stand

As I looked around

I saw no one

yet once again someone whispered...

       Stand...Stand 

       and take control

       take the bad with the good

       and leave the tears behind

As my tears fell 

my eyes glance all around

Seeking.....

Searching...

and Looking for that voice

asking myself where it came from

I heard it once again

As it quietly whispered

       Stand...dont fall

       But if you do get back up.

As I looked 

I felf something

Something from within

As it began to stir

I felt myself glow from within

With something....

something unnamable

Yet as it started to glow

my tears began to leave

and my face was filled 

was filled with a smile

a smile to brightne my world

and as my life started to make sense

and as the unnameable feeling

 found its name

my soul took off

onto a quest to find

and to obtain

something that defys all explaxation

As the spirit of the lord 

filled me from inside out

my world changed

the drapes covering my windows

blocking all my light

fell to the ground 

I took flight

and as I took flight 

I landed in the outstreched arms

.. of my Lord..

 © July 29, 2012 (Emma Joy Huls)

Unexpected

Unexpected 

When you think....

                       you know....

          you turn around years down the road....

To only find....

                  that you knew nothing....

It leaves you to wonder....

To guess and to think....

                                but then once again...your left

Left to question....

                       your very soul

You glance around you....

                                  Searching....

                                  Seeking....

                                              and looking...for something....

                                                                                       for someone...

To give your life meaning....

A reason to smile...at nothing....

                                            To smile just because...you can 

                                                                because...you can picture it, or that someone....

That makes you complete....

Yet then as you grab a hold....

                                         a hold of it....

                                                         you find that you don't know....

                                                                                                   you don't know...what to do...

                                                                                                   you don't know... how to act...

                                                                                             you don't realize how important they or it is...

At least not in tell its gone

Not in tell they leave

Not in tell your world goes back to the old....to a time...to a place...where it and they do not exists........

© July 27, 2012 (Emma Joy Huls)