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    Welcome, one and all

    to the belated first edition of 2008.

    Once again, a big thanks to our fantastic staff.


    To everyone we wish a happy Valentine’s Day,

    and a happy future for Eliteskills

    and all it’s writers.



    Contributing staff:

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    Interview: FallenGrace
    Theme: Love is in the air

    Date posted: Feb. 14, 2008




    Featured Writer


    FallenGrace



    Name: Jimmy James
    Age: 27
    Home: Atlanta, Georgia
    Life Story: Awake. Asleep.
    Posted: 68 writes
    ES age: 1,375 + days
    Featured work: Fear is scared in the dark pt.4
    Favorite bands/ artists: Neutral Milk Hotel, Arcade Fire,
    Radiohead, Beatles, Gillian Welch

    Quote: “And one day we will die, and our ashes will fly from
    the aeroplane over the sea. But for now, we are young, let us lay
    in the sun and count every beautiful thing we can see."
    --Jeff Mangum


    ESM: What’s your best memory from 2007?

    Fallen: My father's wedding. It's about time he got back on the horse.

    ESM: What New Year’s resolutions do you plan to break?

    Fallen: Smoking probably. I hope not, but I always do.

    ESM: If 2007 was a cake, what flavor would it be and what would
    it be filled with?

    Fallen: It would be coffee cake or pound cake, filled with pure deliciousness.

    ESM: How long have you been writing for your own expression?

    Fallen: I've been writing since I was about 10, or 18 years. Damn I feel old.

    ESM: On an average day, what are you most likely to be found doing?

    Fallen: Average day - working, reading, hanging at the pub with friends.

    ESM: What kind of poetry do you read, when not writing it?

    Fallen: I like reading vague and cryptic pieces that focus on the macro,
    and honest and open pieces that focus on the micro.

    ESM: If you were stranded on a proverbial deserted island, what
    one person would you want to be stranded with?

    Fallen: Natalie Portman. Smart, funny and beautiful.

    ESM: Do you have any hobbies/passions besides writing?

    Fallen: I play music (guitar, piano) and I love playing sports (basketball,
    football, ultimate frisbee).

    ESM: Is your mom as annoying as mine, who wouldn’t stop pestering me
    while I was writing this interview?

    Fallen: My mom rules, and is truly my idol in life.

    ESM: Not to get too personal, but what’s your deepest, darkest
    secret?

    Fallen: My real name isn't really FallenGrace.


    ***:P**



    Broken in Half and Half Broken

    by FallenGrace



    Grasp the cup
    Take your swig
    Strong enough to do you in
    Pass the hat
    And grab the twig
    Broke in half and half-broken

    Trust your luck
    Try your hand
    Think I should of took a stand
    Look for love
    And skip the train
    Never never look back again

    Spite your god
    Spit your flame
    Curse those who spoke your name
    Blot your face
    And burn your eyes
    Just don’t forget that I tried

    *^*^*^*^


    The Moment After

    by FallenGrace



    Stargazing suspended animation,
    time standing still.
    Lying and listless, thoughts stagnant but for sensory depravation overload.
    Tangential ghosts of frozen moments subsiding in afterglow,
    all exhaust and recharged.
    Moisture seeping skin, saltwater fresh.
    Body separated from monitor systems,
    extremities sleep past the racing mind.
    Little thoughts, little words, little layers of lucid light,
    revealing just enough.
    Lasting forever in the blink.
    Woken from lost thoughts by hot breath, the moment isn't spent,
    but I am.
    Lovely.

    *^*^*^*^




    *_*Featured Poetry*_*



    A Definition

    For Something You Can’t Define


    by Imadjinn



    What is this?
    wanting nothing, but wasting not to want.
    what do you call this sensation that buries itself deep within
    my chest
    It refuses to move to bad fiction.
    Only to bad Love stories
    where there is always a sunset in the end, and always a Blonde.
    Because only blonde shows up in black and white.

    But I digress, because digression is good for the soul.
    What does one call this sensation?
    the sensation of being pulled this way and that, yet not leaning toward
    one direction.
    Yet somehow, being fully confident on destination.
    Being entirely alright with the outcome.
    Being happy with the wayward journey.

    What is this feeling, and oh, what a feeling...
    Of knowing everything, and being sure of nothing.
    Of touching clouds.
    Of counting binary in my head, because it's the only thing that calms me down.
    Of not wanting to calm down.

    One cannot call this emotion Love, because love lies in the heart.
    This feeling is everywhere.
    it is in my feet, making me dance.
    It is in my legs, making me skip, jump, and run.
    it is in my stomach, flipping, winding, and turning.
    it is in my arms, talking without sound.
    it is in my head most of all, filling idle space with thought.

    So what must one call this?
    Passion sounds base.
    Attraction sounds cheap.
    Caring sounds much too little.

    So yes, perhaps we shall call this love...
    because the mind only knows what lies near the heart.
    You're all I can think of right now.


    **^**^**



    Perchance to Dream, Anyone?


    by Sheakhan


    The cascade mountains weigh heavy on my thoughts of late.

    I contemplate the rain.

    Theatres and coffee shops come to me in semi-lucid daydreams, places
    I used to go.

    I regard the pine trees as lost friends, left behind and forced away from.

    But the most well missed, I've noticed, is nothing of where I was raised.

    Nothing of the land or cities.

    Yet still, I long for her above all else.


    **^**^**



    Weak Man’s Game


    by Passionbyapathy



    Apathy is the weak man’ game.
    To give up something so pristine,
    So utterly vivid as your own feelings,
    Your own emotions,
    Your own LIFE,
    Its absolute hypocrisy.
    You stop feeling, to feel better.
    What good is life
    If you give up the good
    Before you ever encounter it?
    Life is a thorned rose,
    You bleed picking it,
    But you can enjoy its beauty
    Even through the pain.
    To refuse yourself
    The simple pleasure that is that rose,
    Is to give up on the world,
    And on beauty,
    And on love.


    **^**^**



    Destiny Travels


    by Empathicaya


    I turned in my sleep, as the moon breathed a halo of light
    around my body. The curtains gracefully gave way to the wind,
    who wanted to whisper in my ear. I breathed in love, and I breathed
    in destiny, for I was to travel tonight.

    The moon framed my body and soul, and then whispered invite.
    "Come, Oh Sweet One. Come to where love awaits you."
    The curtains fluttered with the joy I felt, which whooshed from my
    physical self. I felt, rather than saw, my Lady smile.

    My body had opened in a welcome, and I wasn't a medium anymore.
    Tonight, I was myself glowing. I was my Divinity. I have never felt
    at one with the Universe before, and I had never heard the call of love
    before.

    "Here is where you should be. Here is where you should call if you
    ever need me. Here is where I am for you."

    I still don't know how I ended up in your room


    **^**^**



    Beautiful Dew


    by Vitoko


    Spring brought me the most beautiful Dew,
    Which lives in my heart now,
    Which is full of love,
    Thanks to her smile.

    I see the birds fly in a blue sky,
    They remind me when I used to dream about flying
    And now I fly in her arms

    Tomorrow others birds will wake me up with their singing
    They do not know that everyday I wake up with her beauty
    Her beautiful sight that sings me “This never happened before”
    And with her sweet lips that tell me: “follow me”


    **^**^**



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    __Lyrics__


    Kiss Me


    Sixpence None The Richer


    Kiss me
    Out of the bearded barley
    Nightly,
    beside the green, green grass
    Swing, swing,
    swing the spinning step
    You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.

    [Chorus:]
    Oh, kiss me
    Beneath the milky twilight
    Lead me
    Out on the moonlit floor
    Lift your open hand
    Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
    Silver moon’s sparkling
    So kiss me

    Kiss me
    Down by the broken tree house
    Swing me
    Upon its hanging tire
    Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat
    We’ll take the trail marked on your father’s map

    Oh, kiss me
    Beneath the milky twilight
    Lead me
    Out on the moonlit floor
    Lift your open hand
    Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
    Silver moon’s sparkling
    So kiss me


    **^**^**


    When I Look To the Sky


    Train


    When it rains it pours and opens doors
    And floods the floors we thought would always
    keep us safe and dry
    And in the midst of sailing ships we sink our lips into
    the ones we love
    That have to say goodbye

    And as I float along this ocean
    I can feel you like a notion that won't seem to let me go

    ‘Cause when I look to the sky something tells me
    you're here with me
    And you make everything alright
    And when I feel like I'm lost something tells me
    you're here with me
    And I can always find my way when you are here

    And every word I didn't say that caught up in some busy day
    And every dance on the kitchen floor we didn't have before
    And every sunset that we'll miss I'll wrap them all up in a kiss
    And pick you up in all of this when I sail away

    And as I float along this ocean
    I can feel you like a notion that I hope will never leave

    Whether I am up or down or in or out or just plane overhead
    Instead it just feels like it is impossible to fly
    But with you I can spread my wings
    to see me over everything that life may send me
    When I am hoping it won't pass me by

    And when I feel like there is no one that will ever know me
    there you are to show me

    ‘Cause when I look to the sky something tells me
    you're here with me
    And you make everything alright
    And when I feel like I'm lost something tells me
    you're here with me
    And I can always find my way when you are here [x2]

    **^**^**


    Summer of '69


    Bryan Adams



    I got my first real six-string
    Bought it at the five-and-dime
    Played 'til my fingers bled
    It was summer of '69

    Me and some guys from school
    Had a Band and we tried real hard
    Jimmy quit and Jody got married
    I shualda known we'd never get far

    Oh when I lock back now
    That was seemes to last forever
    And if I had the choice
    Ya - I'd always wanna be there
    Those were the best days of my life

    (CHORUS)

    Ain't no use in complainin'
    When you got a job to do
    Spent my evenin's down at the drive in
    And that's when I met you

    Standin on a mama's porch
    You told me that you'd wait forever
    Oh and when you held my hand
    I knew that it was no or never
    Those were the best days of my life

    (Chorus) Back in Summer of '69

    Man we were killin' time
    We were young and restless
    We needed to unwind
    I guess nothin' can last forever, no

    And now the times are changin'
    Look at everything that's come and gone
    Somethimes when I play that old six-string
    I think about ya wonder what went wrong

    Standin' on a mama's porch
    You told me it would last forever
    Oh the way you held my hand
    I knew that it was now or never
    Those were the best days of my life

    (Chorus) Back in summer of '69


    **^**^**


    Enchantment


    Corrine Bailey Rae



    I wait for you.
    I don't know why.
    All I know is I can't hide.
    At this temperature you could take over my mind.
    Like gossamer
    You softly touch.
    He draws me in, I'm powerless.
    He possesses an enchantment.

    Tell me I'm forgiven
    He calls
    Don't know how I fell under his spell
    Lately I've been driven.
    He smiles
    An enchantment.

    I wait for you
    I'm mesmerized
    This love is like a potion in disguise
    I'd tightrope walk with a blindfold on my eyes
    I can't escape
    Or so it seems
    I'd run away
    He's in my dreams.
    He possesses
    An enchantment.

    Tell me I'm forgiven
    He calls
    Don't know how I fell under his spell
    Lately I've been driven
    He smiles
    An enchantment

    It's the kind of sleepwalk that never ends.
    A type of loan with no dividends.
    It's a parlour game where you're given chase.
    Guess it could be called an acquired taste.
    I know. He knows. He calls. I go. I know.
    this could be an enchantment.

    Why don't you tell me I'm forgiven?
    He calls
    Don't you know how I fell under his spell.
    I'm forgiven
    Lately I've been driven.
    He smiles and I give in,
    An enchantment.


    **^**^**



    Note from the Editor


    New member? New to ES Magazine, or just feel like you’ve
    missed out on a few things? Here’s a look back and a brief history
    of our past issues:

    The writers we’ve gotten to know:

    borderlinetears

    wewak11

    Darth Zeus

    Liv2LoveThePain
    (New Account: Razor2TheRosary)

    Vitoko

    James Reyna

    Ronswords

    Peace_Maker (aka Kael Fenshir)
    Chell and Blue Monk

    Awards we’ve given:

    Poetry Awards:

    Nightmare by joy7542

    Untitled: Skylight of the mind by origami

    ESM Poet Collaboration Award:

    For now and Always by Charmedidentity and Crestfallenman

    Award for Trying the Hardest to Get Comments (don’t give him any, hehe):

    DrewDilla

    ESM Outstanding Short Story Award:

    Blackberries and Butterflies by Keitherton

    For those of you who didn’t catch Webmaster Jimmy’s
    April Fool’s Day prank, we’ve recreated the banner that
    had everyone talking.



    Pretty funny, huh?

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    Featured Artist


    Corrine Bailey Rae







    Date/place of birth: Feb. 26, 1979 Leeds,
    West Yorkshire
    Genre: R&B, jazz, blues, acoustic
    Former band: Helen
    Latest album: Corrine Bailey Rae





    Like a Star





    Just like a star across my sky
    Just like an angel off the page
    You have appeared to my life,
    Feel like I'll never be the same
    Just like a song in my heart
    Just like oil on my hands
    Honour to love you

    Still I wonder why it is
    I don't argue like this
    With anyone but you
    We do it all the time
    Blowing out my mind

    You've got this look I can't describe
    You make me feel like I'm alive
    When everything else is au fait
    Without a doubt you're on my side
    Heaven has been away too long
    Can't find the words to write this song
    Oh...
    Your love

    Still I wonder why it is
    I don't argue like this
    With anyone but you
    We do it all the time
    Blowing out my mind

    Now I have come to understand
    The way it is
    It's not a secret anymore
    'cause we've been through that before
    From tonight I know that you're the only one
    I've been confused and in the dark
    Now I understand

    I wonder why it is
    I don't argue like this
    With anyone but you
    I wonder why it is
    I wont let my guard down
    For anyone but you
    We do it all the time
    Blowing out my mind

    Just like a star across my sky
    Just like an angel off the page
    You have appeared to my life
    Feel like I'll never be the same
    Just like a song in my heart
    Just like oil on my hands


    **^**^**



    __Image of the Month__


    La Belle Dame Sans Merci


    John William Waterhouse



    “I met a lady in the meads,
    Full beautiful - a faery's child,
    Her hair was long, her foot was light,
    And her eyes were wild…

    I set her on my pacing steed,
    And nothing else saw all day long,
    For sidelong would she lean, and sing
    A faery's song.”


    --John Keats





    Famous Poetry


    Sonnet XXIX


    by William Shakespeare



    When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes
    I all alone beweep my outcast state,
    And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
    And look upon myself, and curse my fate,
    Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
    Featur'd like him, like him with friends possess'd,
    Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope,
    With what I most enjoy contented least;
    Yet in these thoughts my self almost despising,
    Haply I think on thee— and then my state,
    Like to the lark at break of day arising
    From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate,;
    For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings
    That then I scorn to change my state with kings.


    **^**^**



    To Anthea, Who May Command Him Anything


    by Robert Herrick



    Bid me to live, and I will live
    Thy Protestant to be:
    Or bid me love, and I will give
    A loving heart to thee.

    A heart as soft, a heart as kind,
    A heart as sound and free
    As in the whole world thou canst find,
    That heart I'll give to thee.

    Bid that heart stay, and it will stay
    To honour thy decree:
    Or bid it languish quite away,
    And 't shall do so for thee.

    Bid me to weep, and I will weep
    While I have eyes to see:
    And, having none, yet will I keep
    A heart to weep for thee.

    Bid me despair, and I'll despair
    Under that cypress-tree:
    Or bid me die, and I will dare
    E'en death, to die for thee.

    Thou art my life, my love, my heart,
    The very eyes of me,
    And hast command of every part,
    To live and die for thee.


    **^**^**


    Sonnet 6


    from Sonnets From the Portuguese


    by Elizabeth Barret Browning


    Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand
    Henceforward in thy shadow. Nevermore
    Alone upon the threshold of my door
    Of individual life, I shall command
    The uses of my soul, nor lift my hand
    Serenely in the sunshine as before,
    Without the sense of that which I forebore—
    Thy touch upon the palm. The widest land
    Doom takes to part us, leaves thy heart in mine
    With pulses that beat double. What I do
    And what I dream include thee, as the wine
    Must taste of its own grapes. And when I sue
    God for myself, He hears that name of thine,
    And sees within my eyes the tears of two.



    **^**^**



    This concludes our February issue. Thank you for reading ES Magazine.

    Credits:

    Banner Image: Midnight Kiss by George Pocheptsov

    All featured poetry and lyrics are contributed by our designated
    poetry and lyrics contributors or the editor, unless specified
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    Remember to help us out! Welcome new members, and
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    and feel free to send us your poetry, lyric dedications, short stories
    and essays.


    Thank you for being a reader!


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    yes i am fuzzy but not warm. it is cold. 60 degrees ahhh

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    hey ron and jen long ti,me no tal ki havent been on elite that much any more but it's spring and im writeing agin so pm or drop me a email at rapters_rule17@yahoo.com
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    hello i am bored.
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