My Wings: Now available on Amazon!

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An amazing friend and fellow blogger has just released her first poetry book, available on Amazon. It’s definitely worth checking out. Trust me when I say that you won’t regret it if you do. :)

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My poetry book ‘My Wings’ is now available on Amazon!

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My Wings is a collection of poetry written by the heart and soul of Just Patty.

Just Patty is the poet name used by the Dutch author Patty van Delft.

Why the name ‘Just Patty’? Because writing poetry is a naked reflection of the heart and soul, nothing more and nothing less. It’s ‘Just You’ without decorations.

This collection contains 111 poems divided into two parts: My Dark Wings & My Light Wings.

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Part 1 My Dark Wings is a collection of dark poetry describing some very recognizable emotions like: grief, fear, frustration, melancholy, depression, but also the strength and courage to battle on no matter what.

Part 2: My Light Wings is a collection of light poetry containing motivation, love, support and the will to enjoy life.

This poetry book is illustrated with some amazing black & white…

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My Life Is Okay (A Poem)

This poem really needs no introduction, but I will say a few small words (sometimes I just can’t help myself). I wrote this poem as a reminder to myself that no matter what happens, everything is okay. No matter how much I mess up, or no matter how bad things get, my life is going to be okay and, indeed, I am going to be okay.

It’s almost been a kind of prayer for me, because I am a perfectionist and I am harder on myself than I am anyone else. Even if I make the slightest misstep, I get furious with myself. And, when something does not go as planned, I tend to get far more annoyed and upset than is really necessary. It’s easy to see the negative side of things, but it’s important not to be too down on ourselves. Some things are just out of our control.

And if we mess up, no matter what mistakes we make, it’s important to remember that we can always fix what is broken. Making mistakes is really okay. Life doesn’t stop when it starts getting bad, so why should we?

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My Life Is Okay

A Poem by William Louison

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I’m just lying here

In a beautiful hideaway

Symptoms of my life

Seem so far away

Embraced by the pictures on the wall

Which I know one day will fall

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And the colour of these walls

Doesn’t really matter

Because all my blue eyes see is blue

And despite the falling skies

Or the silence in your eyes

I know that one thing is true

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I’m not smart

I’m real slow

And I’ve got nowhere to go

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I’m not strong

Neither fast

And I know my luck won’t last

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But if I fail

I’ll keep going

Because there’ll be no way of knowing

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And If I fall

I’ll be able to say

My life is okay

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Yes, when I fall

I will still be able to say

.

That my life is okay

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Thanks for reading!

Till Next,

-Will

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Falling Star (A Poem)

Falling Star

A Poem by William Louison

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Falling star

Falling slowly

Slowly towards the end

Of things that were

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But for these things that will be

Or things that are

There is no ground

To fall upon

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For the fading light

Is fading ever

Faster

Like a sunset in winter

It is gone

Too soon

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This cannot be

Changed

As easily as we change ourselves

For like a sunset in winter

Or any lonely season

The falling star is fixed

In its ever-moving place

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Where it settles

Can never be

Known

Except by those who have already seen it

But the ones who have seen

The falling star fall

Do not have the

Means

To speak to us

Anymore

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Thanks for reading!

Till Next,

-Will

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Leaf (A Poem)

I’ve tried many times to classify this poem – attempting to categorize it with the rest of my poetry. Yet, every time that I read it back to myself I know that it is not a love poem, nor is it a poem about self discovery. It is not about heartache, loneliness, happiness or triumph. I certainly couldn’t catalogue it with my poems about overcoming obstacles, breaking free or even falling backwards.

To this day, I still cannot place where this poem should fit into my archives. I’ve never written anything quite like it. It really does belong to its own category. Even more interesting is that every time I read this poem it takes on a different meaning for me. A lot of my poetry holds the original meaning that it had when I wrote it. I feel like my poems are little snapshots of my own personal life, and each poem represents a minute moment from my life story.

This poem, however, is different. I can’t sit here and tell you what it means to me because I don’t think that I’ve quite discovered its full meaning yet. All I can do is offer this poem to you, and leave it to your interpretation. After all, no matter what kind of light I painted this poem in, you would still be prone to your own interpretation and reading of it. Nothing I say or don’t say can change that.

So, I guess I’m hoping that you’ll find some meaning between my words here, because I’m still trying to understand just what it is I was saying.

Enjoy.

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Leaf

A Poem by William Louison

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The air is cold and a subtle leaf finds a home

On the ground that once felt so close

But to our aging eyes is now

Much too far away

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The leaf will die

The wind is saying as it

Carries the leaf to a more suitable

Resting place

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But this is the way of all things

For the way of all things is life and death

There may be many roads to travel

But they all lead to the same final destination

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Thank you for reading!

Till Next,

-Will

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The Bookends Of My Life – 12: It Is Kind Of A Funny Story

It's kind of a funny storyI saw this book online when I was looking for something entirely different (Star Trek). Normally, I read science fiction and fantasy and many books like this one above just pass me right by.

There was something different about this particular book, though. Everything about it – from the cover, the snappy title of It’s Kind of a Funny Story, and the authors name, Ned Vizzini – seemed to be calling out my name. Where normally I would’ve just kept looking for that Star Trek novel, I decided to take a closer look at this ‘mysterious’ book with the city map in someone’s head on the cover.

That’s when I found out that this was the book that that movie about Zach Galifianakis in a mental hospital was based off. I’d never seen the movie, and heard only dismal things about it, yet I decided to ignore them all.

I read the little preview on the back of book to discover this was a book about a teenager who suffers from depression and goes to a mental hospital as a result. What intrigued me more was the fact that the author, Mr. Ned Vizzini, also suffered from depression and he had actually spent some time in a mental hospital – just weeks before he wrote this novel – this was also in the book’s description.

I made a mental note of the cover, the title and the author and set out to find this book.

There are two major bookstores in Saskatoon (along with a lot of smaller ones that are all affiliated with Indigo/Chapters). I checked with them first, but their computer system told the lady at the counter who told me that none of the their stores in the whole city had any copies of this book, but they could order one. I told her to hold off on that because I had one other bookstore to check out.

And there it was, tucked away in a corner, behind the newest John Green book. I almost missed it. It was the only copy they had. Possibly the only copy for sale at the moment in the entire city.

With my new purchase, I returned home and started to read. I have ton say, this book was hilarious. It was charming. It was endearing. It was sweet. It was everything. And that’s saying a lot because I usually don’t read stuff like this.

The first line of the book is: “It’s hard to talk when you want to kill yourself”

That line pretty much sets up the rest of the book, except it’s all done in a humourous context. I definitely agree with the review on the book that says: “A book about depression that’s not the least bit depressing.”

About halfway through the book – because I was loving it so much – I decided I would look up the author to see what else he has written, so that I can look out for it next time I’m at a bookstore.

That’s when my world flipped upside down.

I’m wondering now if this wasn’t the reason I was drawn to this book so much.

It turns out that Mr. Ned Vizzini committed suicide. He jumped off a building on December 19, 2013.

My birthday.

I cannot explain that feeling I got when I read that. I’m pretty sure my whole body got covered in goosebumps. It made the book about a depressed teenager who wanted to jump off a bridge a little less funny, but it was still worth the read.

A friend told me that maybe I was meant to find this book and read it.

And I can’t help but think that I was.

Anyway, that’s my ‘funny story’. If you want a charming read that will make you laugh but also make you think, pick up It’s Kind of a  Funny Story. Don’t watch the movie. The book is much better.

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RIP Ned Vizzini. I’ve said a prayer for your wife and son.

Thanks for reading,

Till Next,

-Will

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