(5/23/11)

Sitting here on this rock at dusk,
I merge with the waves that calm my pysche.


No lights are on but this flashlight,
Helping me tell my summertime fairytale.


The breeze synchronizes with my thought process;
Nice and easy, flowing through this pen.


My love's silhouette, easing any tension away,
I look at him and feel purely warm satisfaction.


This is how I know without a doubt
Our summertime fun has begun.

Haikus/Tankas (5/23/11)

Hunting for some food
Meow! I am on the prowl
For mice, treats, and feet.


God is everywhere
Or so I heard from "Christians"
"God is everywhere",
"He acts as motivation".
Yet I motivate myself.


Sneak in the kitchen
Open up the cookie jar
Smuggle a cookie
Grandpa swears not to tell mom
That's how my cookie crumbles

Season Haikus (5/23/11)

Trees covered in ice
Snow blanketing all the roads
I stay warm inside


Rain dancing all night
As I listen to thunder
New life emerges


Fourth of July night
BBQ makes mouths water
Fireworks ignite


Leaves turn red and gold
Waiting for winter to come
Animals prepare

More Tankas (5/17/11)

Life is way too short
Kiss in the rain this summer
Laugh more than you cry
Lows may hit us quite often
But highs are what make us thrive.


Baby in my arms,
Looking at me with your eyes,
Never think I'll leave.
For nine months I held you close.
Today I hold you closer.

My First try @ a Tanka (5/16/11)

Emotions run deep

Love can cut off all reason

Greed blinds the naive

        Hatred may darken blue skies

        And yet we live for each one

Raindrops fall from eyes

        Waves tear open rugged hearts

Winds whisper love songs

        Echoes cry from mountaintops

        "All I can think of is you"

Soldiers defend us,

they die for us to live free.

        Soldiers, broken for us,

mourn for their fallen brothers

as we continue our days.

Haikus (5/12/11)

Some nights I listen
to the thunder as I drift
towards an endless sleep.

Tonight I listen

to the thunder as I drift 

to eternal rest.

Little fireflies

dance and glow as the night grows

old and retires

All wishful dreamers

give in to their tomorrows

kiss today goodbye

Someone who HATES high school (5/11/11)

High school
        is all about kissing ass and simply
        waiting for the next teenage tragedy.
For me,
        its about partying til the sun comes
        up (or the cops arrive). Coming home
with another
        hangover because I honestly don't
        give a shit. Who cares, anyway?
For me,
        its about finding comfort in the
        first open arms I can spot and
hopefully then,
        I can feel needed. Yet, by the
        time I leave, I'm lonely again.
For me,
        its about finding redemption.
For others,
        its about lives caving in.