Your marble words ice the tip of my tongue, melting like snowflakes like a dissapearing snake.
The night sky became like a room of silver, silken, sad, uncertain. As the light reflects of the sky, they catch more glitter that twinkle and shine.
As eyes stare endlessly towards the sky. my fill and keep life from spilling. Rain begins to crash all around, falling like stars and eagles soaring high.
Monday, March 29, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
The Storm, the Rain
The clouds roll in, dark and filled with thunder waiting, hoping for the rain to fall.
Blades of grass blow in directions synchronizing with gusts of wind whipping and curling around, moving all that is surrounding us.
We sit on the brightly green grass as it tickles us with each little flicker or sway.
Full of dark blues and grays, the sky transforms colors as the storm; the rain, signals the beginning, the droplets on our noses.
A minute passes, thunder rolls in with loud bangs shaking the ground as it becomes still, the world around us lifeless.
Hot air stiff and motionless silences our caution for the rain to pour.
Crashing down like little bullets from each and every dark cloud, simple streams of water, hitting harshly and swiftly against our faces, clothes, blurring our eyes.
Looking at one another, laughing and running around on the slippery hill, falling and colliding, splashing and pushing each other as the rain sent from dark masses in the sky softens and goes dull.
The world around us distills, eyes lock on as we lay beside one another in the wet muddy grass, covered from head to toe barely recognizable. Smiles grow large, teeth shine and shimmer, the storm, the rain a summer memory that will always remain.
Blades of grass blow in directions synchronizing with gusts of wind whipping and curling around, moving all that is surrounding us.
We sit on the brightly green grass as it tickles us with each little flicker or sway.
Full of dark blues and grays, the sky transforms colors as the storm; the rain, signals the beginning, the droplets on our noses.
A minute passes, thunder rolls in with loud bangs shaking the ground as it becomes still, the world around us lifeless.
Hot air stiff and motionless silences our caution for the rain to pour.
Crashing down like little bullets from each and every dark cloud, simple streams of water, hitting harshly and swiftly against our faces, clothes, blurring our eyes.
Looking at one another, laughing and running around on the slippery hill, falling and colliding, splashing and pushing each other as the rain sent from dark masses in the sky softens and goes dull.
The world around us distills, eyes lock on as we lay beside one another in the wet muddy grass, covered from head to toe barely recognizable. Smiles grow large, teeth shine and shimmer, the storm, the rain a summer memory that will always remain.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Free write : life so far
I guess things are going alright so far, im pretty stressed out with having to figure out college and expenses on top of im pretty scared of driving right now, i feel like im going to fail. I just really hope i can pass and gewt my liscence. Its raining right now outside, its very soothing and relaxing. I wish i could be at home instead of at school, i love listening to the rain hit the roof and create soothing sounds. I could just fall asleep right now. I miss my girlfriend terribly, i havent seen her in a month now, ill be seeing her over spring break but i wish it were right now. Its getting hard to deal with everything going on in my life on my own. Things have gotten really complicated with my life, i just wish everything could be so easily managed.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Object Poem
I remember your face always as a memory, a past of you blurred.
The happiness I can see on the surface, was I to young to concur?
A simple smile, those old squinting eyes.
My love was blind and unsure, I never knew why I was to be blamed for your mistakes, you wrong deeds.
Kept pondering, wondering where you had gone, had my strength and source of encouragement been hidden? without your guidance where did I shine?
When I needed you the most, a hand to hold, a finger to wipe a tear from my cheek, those nights and days asking and calling but never recieveing a answer or birthday wish.
My father, my dad, my childhood abandoned.
The happiness I can see on the surface, was I to young to concur?
A simple smile, those old squinting eyes.
My love was blind and unsure, I never knew why I was to be blamed for your mistakes, you wrong deeds.
Kept pondering, wondering where you had gone, had my strength and source of encouragement been hidden? without your guidance where did I shine?
When I needed you the most, a hand to hold, a finger to wipe a tear from my cheek, those nights and days asking and calling but never recieveing a answer or birthday wish.
My father, my dad, my childhood abandoned.
Monday, March 1, 2010
Comment to Kaila Franquist
Indeed, i love how you used the repition of the "10" its very clever. great job :)
Comment to Kerry Eithner
I love your last paragraph that starts with " Don't be a fish in a fish tank" to me this feels as if high school is the fish tank and everyone is a fish. be original, be out of the norm. I feel like i can personally relate with just being able to live and enjoy life. You did such a great job on this poem, i can't wait to see what other poerty you come up with :)
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