Friday, March 12, 2010

Falling Waves

When the sky cries
It speacks a million words
And the sound
Is absolute melody
Its amazing way is simply beautiful
The misty light creates extraordinary waves
Of beauty and elegance
You can clearly taste the soul
And blink steadily

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Stitches

Such a beautiful representation
Bright as fluresent light with colorful vibes
The way each stitch is perfectly formed
I wonder what the day was like
And the thoughts you had at that moment
It seems to want to speak to you
And take away your crying on the inside
to replace it with good feelings
But it has no words
To make everything ok
Just one look and one smile
With each stitch is a good place
Where everything is ok

I am

I am a passive woman
I am an observant woman
I am a thinking woman
I am a sun woman
I am a soda woman
I am a daring woman
I am a future woman
I am indulgent woman
I am a wild woman
I am a twisted woman
I am an unsure woman
I am a working woman
I am a cautious woman
I am a hopeful woman
I am a colorful woman
I am a loving woman
I am a stressed woman
I am a seeing woman
I am a words woman
I am an alone woman
I am an anarchy woman
I am a different woman
I am a live free woman
I am a green-eyed woman
I am an independent woman
I am a stong woman
I am an uncontrolled woman
I am a simple woman
I am a wallflower woman
I am a peace woman

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Bilss, Heaven, Chaos

Listen to the sound in the ebony scence.
Ah the sweet sound of bliss and pure indulgence.
So the thoughts aren't heard.
You question the sound.
Why must they drownd the words that say and mix together.

Feel this sweet numness throughout your mind and every touch that goes unfelt.
A feeling so overwhelming and delicious. Sweet, Sweet indulgence.
You question this different feeling of mystery and delight
It is not of the norm though it was you must have a thought that darkens every way.

Don't even say a whisper.
Don't move those beautiful lips full of so much to say just waiting to pour out what has been kept for an eternity.
You question this chaotic way of being so wordless.

Touch me and make the dullness go away.
Embrace my being as I search for something more.
More, thats all I want is to be wanted in any way.
I can't live without the want anymore.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Super Mario

In a world of color and crazyiness, I try my best to travel through this kingdom. Jumping through the air and hoping not to fall because I tried so hard to get this far. Another mushroom and a fire flower is all I need to survive in this world The surrounding is so wild and different on each level, it makes me want to reach each level as as fast as possible. It seems as though i'll never make it through this kingdom and save the princess. Each tunnel takes me to hidden places that hold hidden things. When I finally reach the bridge. I see Bowser waiting to attack. I attack back the best I can. I wait for him to stop throwing weapons at me and I jump over him and make to the other side. I finally beat the game.

Monday, November 2, 2009

Parents

Parents misunderstand a lot. Sometimes you never relate or connect with your parents and sometimes you do. Either way you should always keep in the back of your mind that they were once where you are. A lot of time has changes over the years but they have felt some of your pain or happiness that feel now. Personalities, likes and dislikes are always different but feelings and emotions were once the same. They have felt these emoitons and feelings in their youth. They grew up and developed their own view of the world. Thats where we hit a knot in this smooth tie of connection. They grew up and everything changed. How they felt about certain things and their views. It all changes. So then we are discovering all these things about the world and begin to have our own views and opinions. Sometimes parents don't agree and they don't know how to react to that.

Riddles

When I thinkof a riddle, I think of many confusing words pu together. They get your mind to think in a different way. I like riddles that are long and are unsloved. Those kind always keep you wondering. Riddles are mysterious and mind boggleing. Its almost like they have a mind of their own and they know how to manipulate your mind. I like the feeling of manipulation and struggling to fight it. I like learning the patterns in manipultion so then you know how to work around it. Its almost like a puzzle. Riddles have a double meaning put as a puzzle to ne solved. They seem like they would be very difficulct to write.