Thursday, October 30, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
The Sky
I completely forgot about this poem, that I wrote back in May, here it is...
The Sky
By Aaron Kane
You are a painting by a magnificent artist,
with colors blue, and white.
You are like an umbrella,
shielding us from the sun’s harsh light.
You change as much as a beach after a storm!
In the morning, you are full of glorious beauty,
like a fiery rainbow of reds and purples.
You gleam of radiant splendor!
In daylight you change day by day!
Some days, you are like the Caribbean Sea,
blue and swirly white.
Others you are like a crowd of gray snowmen.
Every day you are in a different mood.
When you are sad, you cry teardrops of rain,
when you are mad,
you release the sun’s burning wrath!
The clouds are fluffy pillows of weightless cotton,
floating effortlessly in the sky.
I can lie in the grass for hours,
watching their endless journey.
Though mankind has littered you,
with smoke and simmering ash,
you still keep us safe from the cold and fiery heat!
Sky, you are truly a marvelous wonder!
Monday, October 20, 2008
Nights in Rodanthe
Angie wrote this, and it pretty much sums up our vacation to the Outer Banks this year.
Sorry folks... no Richard Gere or Diane Lane in this version of the story..
We traveled to Hatteras Island, NC for our family vacation this year (19 of us!) and stayed in the seaside village of Rodanthe/Waves/Salvo. Time together as a family is always special.. it's rare to have everyone in the same place at the same time. That is the best part of the story!!
To fill you in on the rest: We had only 2 days of decent weather. We arrived late Saturday. Sunday was gorgeous although a bit breezy.. beach worked out great! Monday, weather began its downward spiral.. wind and rain- each day a little worse than the one before it. Turns out a little storm system they call a Northeaster decided to pay us a visit (reference Diane Lane in 'The Perfect Storm' with George Clooney for this part of the story.... Ok. A little exaggeration.. but that's what it felt like to us!!!). Howling winds and sand that felt like bullets grazing your skin.. rain and storms and tidal flooding.. The roads leading into Hatteras Island were closed down so we couldn't leave if we wanted to.. It was quite depressing.
In the midst of all this - we decide to battle the weather, get out of the house, and take a drive north into Nags Head for dinner (this is before the road closures). We under-estimate the distance.. so it was a 40 min. trip each way for a dinner at Outback (what can I say.. we had a cheese fry craving...). From the beginning it was a disaster.. It was the only time we ate out the entire trip and we were under serviced and over charged and felt like such a waste... Whatever.. chalk it up to an unlucky experience.. we all have those. We go on our (un)merry way.. Just want to get home. Kids are fried.. we are grumpy. So what happens?? We get a $170 speeding ticket on the way home (keep in mind - it is 930pm.. no one on the road.. not a headlight in sight..we are going 69 in a 55.. plus we were traveling over a bridge.. where are they clocking you by radar on a bridge with no shoulder that is 3/4 mile long????). Very depressed at this point...
The next few days are filled with sleeping, tv, playing board games.. I had a blast with this. Brett hates anything but Trivial Pursuit so he read lots of books.. Loser ;) The rest of us 'kids' had fun with monopoly, scrabble, clue, uno, chess, you name it.. Quality time I guess. During the non-rainy times we enjoyed the pool (thank you mom for getting it heated!!!!!) and the hot tub. We cooked a lot, ate a lot, drank a little.. more coffee than alcohol for me though... needed the caffeine to survive the dreariness and keep up with the kids (did I mention there were 4 kids under 3 in this house??! Plus a 5 yr old and twin 9 year olds... crazy insane).
So we managed to hold down the fort during the nasty weather... Thursday rolls around and suddenly the winds calm and the sun peaks out. Never have you seen 19 people gear up and rush down to the sand to take advantage of the change in weather so quickly.. we were running out of time to enjoy what we came here for- the beach!!!! The waters were still extremely rough but you could enjoy the sand and the sound of the roaring surf. We set up our chairs, umbrellas, toys, coolers, and the multitude of gear needed to survive the afternoon with all the kids... We set up far back from the surf break because it was so rough. I am all cozy in my beach chair.. Matthew's playing with his dump truck and shovels, Ava is sitting on a beach blanket eating goldfish crackers, Kevin is surf fishing, everyone else is either soaking up the sun or frolicking in surf.. no one venturing too far due to the rip currents.. OUT OF NOWHERE a rogue wave comes up and attacks us. I SWEAR I am NOT exaggerating this point. We are probably 50 yards back from the edge of the water. Sitting there for 10-15 minutes and not a droplet of water creeping anywhere near us.. and this mini-tsunami decides to take over our camp. I was sitting in a chair , had only enough time to grab Ava- who was sitting in front of me and this wall off water came over us. My head managed to stay above the water but it went over Ava completely and Matthew was tossed about by the wave... thankfully Brett was close enough to grab him. Any standing adults were knocked off their feet and it sucked away all our bags, toys, buckets of fishing gear... We managed to recoup most of our belongings but lost several items in the surf. Four cameras were ruined. Matthew cried over his lost sunglasses that the 'ocean ate'... What a scare!! It seriously could have 'ate' one of the babies.. it was that strong. Scary afternoon...
We decide to try for fresh seafood that evening.. after all - you are on the coast, you should be able to gets shrimp, scallops, fish, and crabs for a seafood night, right? Whatever your little tummy desires.. the ocean's right there in your backyard. Yeah. Ok. Right. No restaurant or seafood market on the island had anything. Notta. Zip. Zero. Not a crab to be picked anywhere. Waters had been too rough all week long for the boats to go out.. No seafood at the beach. Just icing on the cake at this point... A great big thank you to mother nature.
Friday was better.. weather was nice. We got to enjoy the beach before heading home on Saturday.
But, despite the bad restaurant experience, traffic fine, horrible weather, rogue wave, lost/ruined belongings, and lack of seafood... it was our family trip. And now there are memories to savor and stories to be told....
the end.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Publications
My poem, Where I'm From is being published in 3 books, so far, by the International Library of Poetry, White Oak Press, and Noble House(New York~London~Paris). It will also be put on CD by the International Library of Poetry. Where I'm From, Nature's Melody, and An Ode to Szechuan Chicken will be published in Teen Ink.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Teen Ink
My poem, An Ode to Szechuan Chicken, is being featured in and issue of Teen Ink. Got the the link below to rate it.
http://www.teenink.com/raw/Poetry/article/54806/Ode-to-Szechuan-Chicken/
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Nature's Melody
Nature's Melody
by Aaron Kane
The sound of the summer breeze,
sweeping through the leaves of the maple trees,
whispering the melody of Nature's sweet song.
The chirp of the crickets as day turns to dusk,
say, "Goodnight," to the sun,
the light dancing above us.
The tune of the mockingbird,
singing "Good morning!" to a new day,
as the first rays of light shine upon the land.
The trickle of a stream,
flowing through a valley,
saying, "Come, drink!" to all life.
The cry of the rain,
showering down on the earth,
with its thirst-quenching tears.
The bang of Thunder,
announcing his strength,
with his fear-inspiring call!
The rush of the waves,
reshaping the shore,
creating a soothing, yet powerful roar!
The melody of Nature,
is mighty and calm,
a simple, yet wondrous song for all!
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I just randomly came up with this poem while I was laying on my hammock outside, so it might sound kind of stupid or cheesy, so give me some feedback...
Friday, August 29, 2008
International Library of Poetry
Hey! I recently got a letter in the mail that said I am a semifinalist in the International Library of Poetry's poetry contest! My poem will also be published in their book! Here's a the poem that I entered, it is also down at the bottom of the page, but for your convenience, I'm going to put it up here too.
Where I'm From
Aaron Kane
I am from family get-togethers at my grandparents' farm,
from hay rides, and bingo, and walks throught the jungle of corn stalks.
I am from the 50 million relatives that I don't know,
from walking down that mile-long lane.
I am from Denny and Tina,
from my 7 brothers and sisters.
I am from Ethan, Matthew, Erica, Seairra, and Ava,
from dogs and cats, lizards and turtles, and all the other critters that we had.
I am from driving 800 miles every September in our old Town & Country,
from building sandcastles to boogie boarding with my best friend.
I am from hiking in the green rolling Appalachians,
from walking across the crystal clear mountain water,
wiggling though the evergreens.
I am from all these people, places, and times,
taken for granted until the day Steve died,
from old pictures and memories, frozen in time,
from laughing and crying with the people I love.
I am from moments, both wonderful and terrible,
from my family and friends, my favorite people in the world.
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Monday, April 14, 2008
Grandma
Adams, Gladys E. Fauth
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SPRING GROVE Gladys E. (Forry) Fauth Adams, 81, died peacefully at her home at 4:40 a.m. on Monday, April 14, 2008. She was the loving wife of Edwin C. Adams and the late Virgil E. Fauth, who died in 1970. Gladys and Edwin would have been blessed with 36 years of marriage on June 17, 2008. A memorial service for Mrs. Adams will be held in celebration and thanksgiving for her life at 4 p.m. Saturday at the West York Kingdom Hall of Jehovah's Witnesses, 2601 Bannister St., York, with Elder Troy Ruhlman officiating. The family will receive friends from 3 to 4 p.m. on Saturday at the Kingdom Hall. Burial will be private. Gladys was born November 20, 1926 in Hellam Twp., York Co., daughter of the late Paul H. and Anna Mary (Rhodes) Forry. She was the stepdaughter of the late Helen (Grove) Forry. She dedicated her life to homemaking and was a devoted wife, a loving mother, and a proud grandmother. Gladys enjoyed carefully tending to her flower beds and creating beautiful and cherished quilts to present to her family and friends. She was a faithful member of the Spring Grove Congregation of the Kingdom Hall of Jehovah's Witnesses. In addition to her husband, Edwin, Gladys will be sadly missed by her five children, Timothy N. Fauth of Spring Grove, Linda E. Ferree of York, Connie E. Carrozza and Tina L. Kane, both of Seven Valleys, and Lori A. McCorkel of Mount Joy, Lancaster Co.; 23 grandchildren; and 29 great-grandchildren, soon to be 30. She is also survived by two halfbrothers, Charles H. Forry of York and Paul H. Forry of East Berlin; and a half-sister, Mary Garman of Manchester. She was preceded in death by a son, Clifford E. Fauth in 2004; a daughter, Joan Nicholas in 1986; and a grandson, Steven Stauffer in 2006. In lieu of flowers, the family requests contributions in memory of Mrs. Adams to the Spring Grove Congregation of the Kingdom Hall of Jehovah's Witnesses, 1595 Jefferson Rd., Spring Grove, PA 17362. Memories may be shared at www.irwinfuneralhome.co m
Published in the York Daily Record & York Dispatch on 4/15/2008.
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Monday, March 3, 2008
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Sunday, March 2, 2008
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