[Poetry] Is It Enough…


Is it enough for the blood to flow in a river,
Glowing under the moonlit sky?
Is it enough to want, to yearn, to desire,
To spread your wings and fly?

Is it enough to charge out into the rain,
Screaming to the heavens above?
Is it enough to try again and again,
To stop hurting all those you love?

Is it enough to send your pleas away,
On the back of a whispering wind?
Is it enough to kneel here day after day,
Begging for your life to begin?

Is it enough to feel the pulse of your heart,
Beating against your fist?
Is it enough to let yourself fall apart,
But trudge on through the mist?

Is it enough to gather the heavy tears,
And stack them to the sky?
Is it enough to let go of all your fears,
And spread your wings and fly?

© Jade M. Wong 2015

[Poetry] (Ode) To The Girl With The Flowery Handwriting


And the lavender scented stationery,
On which you have composed beautiful words,
Dancing to a song so familiar and sweet,
Yet I am sure of it I have never heard.
Tied daintily like a precious treat,
The blue silk ribbon in a little bow,
Do you plan for you and I to ever meet?
Miss Mystery-and-Intrigue that I do not know?
Perhaps, perhaps, oh how you tease me!
As I run my fingers over your stationery,
Tracing the letters you’ve weaved just so,
One day, this secrecy, I will unfold.

© Jade M. Wong 2015



So I believe the score now stands, 5:5.

5 times Life has kicked my butt, hid all my notebooks, and caused me to go MIA from my little literary corner. 5 times I shoved my hand up through that graveyard dirt à la your classic horror movie, claimed back my notebooks, and crawled my way back to my little corner away from home.

You’d think by now I would get tired of hiatus comebacks and fresh starts, but if you think about it, isn’t that a beauty of Life? That you can always start over. Maybe that’s the whole point of Life kicking my butt so many times. Maybe that was its way of saying, “this path isn’t really working out for you, let’s try again.”

Well Life, I’ve got a notebook full of writing waiting to be shared, a blog with some shiny new details (two words: Tardis. Travel.), and some knuckles that need cracking. I think I’ve played dead long enough.

[Poetry] 9 Years

*Art Credit: Heatherlee Chan | Lady Poppins*

*Art Credit: Heatherlee Chan | Lady Poppins*

9 o’clock on a much-too-early morning,
You threw me a buoy in the middle of life.
Even then, you and me were always like
A pair of old souls, two parts of a whole,
Readily willing every single time to
Superglue our pieces back together again.

© Jade M. Wong 2015

A/N: 3rd Post for Poetry 201! Prompt: Trust, Form: Acrostic, Device: Internal rhyme. “Yes, Jade, let’s do Poetry 201 because I’m sure it’ll be sooo much fun and you definitely won’t stay up until the wee hours of the morning cursing the alphabet.”

[Poetry] Fly Away

*Pic Credit: avodkabottle.deviantart.com*

*Pic Credit: avodkabottle.deviantart.com*

This way! That way! Which way? Wait, where?
Just cordial commands, because they care.
So I packed my things,
And I stretched my wings,
And off I flew in search of fresh air.

© Jade M. Wong 2015

*A/N: 2nd Post for Poetry 201. Prompt – Journey, Form – Limerick, Device – Alliteration. Butt-kicking – Mine. I never want to write another alliterative limerick attempt as long as I am alive.*

[Poetry] An Ocean’s War

Nature_Other_Ocean_stormAs frigid as glass
As powerful as lightning
An anger that casts
Destruction that’s frightening and
An eerie calm when its passed

© Jade M. Wong 2015

*A/N: First post for Poetry 201. Prompt was water, form was haiku (I opted for a tanka), device was simile. Joined because I thought this class would be fun *throws away umpteenth rolled up paper ball of some nonsensical water-inspired haiku attempt*. I need tea.*

[TV] The Librarians (on TNT)

It’s like The Doctor and Buffy got together in a TARDIS, went to an Irish pub to pick up the Leverage cast, and then materialized in a gigantic library-slash-men-of-letters-bunker where the Winchesters showed them how to defeat every badass magical thing out there.

In short, The Librarians is the combination of every awesome thing of all the above-listed awesome shows meshed into one awesome concoction of magic, quirky humor, and even quirkier characters.

So really, it’s love for me on an HD screen.

"We're...the Librarians." DUN DUN DUN

“We’re…the Librarians.” DUN DUN DUN

A spin-off of The Librarian movies (which made me want my own giant magical library more than I already did), this show follows the four people in the gif above. Shall we go left to right?

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Cassandra Cillian (Lindy Booth) is a mathematician who hallucinates thanks to a brain tumor lovingly nicknamed “the brain grape”. Jacob Stone (Christian Kane – with a shorter hairdo that’s all kinds of hubba hubba) is a geeenius specializing in art history whose signature weapon is an ax. Sooo…brains AND brawn. Eve Baird (Rebecca Romijn) is an ex-counter-terrorism-agent who kicks. ass. literally. And finally, Ezekiel Jones (John Kim) is a witty, wise-cracking world-class thief who apparently does not do punchy. (Also, *happy fist pump* for more Asians in the industry!)

The plot follows Cassandra, Jake, and Ezekiel as the three would-be Librarians, members of a secret society tasked with recovering magical relics, and Eve, the Guardian chosen to keep the Librarians safe while they’re keeping the aforementioned artifacts safe.

Then, there’s the supporting characters of Flynn Carson (Noah Wyle) who is the resident Librarian-extraordinaire with a trilogy of headlined movies to show for it, baddies who call themselves the Serpent Brotherhood, an adorably grumpy Library Head/Researcher Jenkins, and a sentient Excalibur who also goes by “Cal”, because it just rolls off the tongue easier, you know? Continue reading

[Poetry] A Toast


Here’s to Cupid aiming his arrows accurately
To lost love being found
Here’s to being nice (and a little naughty!)
For Santa all year ‘round

Here’s to friendships, stretched thin from wear
Built up like a house of cards
Here’s to friendships, triple knotted with care,
Built to last when things get hard

Here’s to laughing on the couch with a glass of wine
To empty tissue boxes and sad love songs
Here’s to enjoying the little moments of frozen time
To blasting the music and singing along

Here’s to getting rich off the tooth fairy
To Fourth of July sparklers in our backyard
Here’s to tweezers for when things get hairy
And to always paying off our credit cards!

Here’s to keeping our heads up high
When we’re crawling in the dirt
Here’s to learning how to say goodbye
To letting go of all the hurt

Here’s to checking off our bucket lists
To doing what makes us happy
Here’s to a new year with new plot twists,
To a new chapter in our story

© Jade M. Wong 2015