Month: December 2019

These Stones
may break bones
I may break down
when I go to my town
These ain’t my zones
I weave between cones
I got to the dirt
I messed up my shirt
I really messed up
Now I gotta go cleanup

My mom’s disappointed
I was alerted
when she found out
just a full blown knockout
My dad didn’t really care
just sitting in his armchair
My brothers were running wild
BBBBAAASSSHHHH!!!!
They looked at me and became mild
SSSSHHHH!!!!

Eventually I was forgiven
I’ll never forget the chance I was given

These stones
broke my bones
but my bones mended
Now this Story has ENDED

My fingers zoomed across cube

Solving it is easy
you just do it in steps.
Cross, F2L, OLL, PLL
Dozens of algorithms stored in my head
which I decide which is best to use.

Solving it is easy.
Solving it fast, on the other hand
is not.
Months, even years, of practice
is required to make sub-10.

My fingers turn the cube
over and over again.
Eventually, I finished.
“3.474”
I beat the record by a fraction of a second.

Solving the cube is easy.
Beating a world record, is not.

Crying and grieving
When shadows occur.
Which is quite deceiving
When everything happens in a blur.

She heads out
Wishing I had said bye.
I could’ve given a SHOUT but,
Now I am left to cry.

Grieving is like a virus
That leaves aching pain
It sticks and stays in the gyrus
That keeps us from being humane.

Months have past and we don’t mourn her
But I can still feel her, in the corner.

Bright lights
Dark nights
On a pullout
I can hear the dogs shout
Walking around
Cars and honking makes me frown

On a boat
I excited as ever
I’ll see the Statue of Liberty
Her copper greenish color
Puts sparkles in my eyes
The torch was so high like the skyscraper

Like a misty fog the memory
Starts to fade as I grow old
I still visit New York but I
Will never forget that
Statue

There sat a helpless little boat
on a
w v
a y

sea of emotions

l o s t

can’t find its way back to the shore
the ocean is not welcoming in the slightest
a dark sheet of clouds block off any ray of sunlight
any hope
gone
a giant wall of monstrous waves
filled with anger
sadness
fear
they

g r o w

and

G R O W

to much for the little boat to handle
the Monstrous waves

w
a
s
h

over the boat
the boat doesn’t fight
it gives in
to the powerful waves
leaving the boat
to

s

i

n

k

into the cold, dark,
depths of the sea
never to be seen again

my eyes open
crusty and dry
I look out my window
the shore is close
the waves are calm
the sun shines in the sky

hope

Skiing is fun
snowboarding is boring
The lift is long and boring
I am impatient weighting for my brother to catch up
I see snow
I feel snow
I smell trees
I taste hot chocolate
I go to the pool after a long day
I miss my dog
The snow is bright
I like to ski.

summer
with wild nights that never ended
staying up all night on the phone with my friends
traveling to states and countries i’ve never been to
not worrying about tests and essay’s
peaceful

screaming the lyrics to songs
my friends and i barely know on the car ride to six flags
having sleepovers with the same people five days in a row
flirting with boys at the local pool with my best friends in the world
going to parties every other day

suddenly
it’s the first day of school
i’m exhausted from staying up all night every day
i get math homework on the first day
the very first day

everything is harder now
as hard as brain surgery
i don’t go to parties every other day now
or traveling
or sleeping over at my friends house for days in a row

i miss summer
i regret saying no to what could’ve been the best night of my life
and now, my summer looks boring
i just want to go back

Born in Scotland then forced to live in France alone and in fear,
Mary crowned at 6 days old, constantly protecting her throne,
Claim to Elizabeth’s throne in England.

Raised as illegitimate forced in a cell constantly in fear,
Crowned after Bloody Mary’s death scared of Mary claiming her throne,
Elizabeth the heart of England.

Both of them always constantly living in fear,
Blood against blood just for a throne,
Throne vs Throne, Cousin vs Cousin, Mary vs Elizabeth, Scotland vs England.

I Remember
I remember.
I remember when my parents looked at me for the first time.
I remember when I had my first bit of food.
I remember.
I remember when I took my first step, it felt strange feeling so high up.
I remember.
I remember when I rode my bike for the first time and the wind brushed against my face.
I remember I didn’t make it very far.
I remember.
I remember when I threw my first pitch all I heard was STRIKE!
I remember.
I remember saying goodbye to my friends.
I remember when I got on the plane to come to Texas.
I remember.
I remember getting off the plane going to baggage claim.
I remember.
I remember walking into my house for the first time.
I remember meeting my new neighbors, they were all very nice.
I remember.

Dyslexia is like a wall
Trying to keep me out
But on the other side of the wall
There is rhyming and flying
You smell the roses and food
From the other side of the wall I hear laughter
The other side has color and excitement
My side is just dirt and empty space
Thinking about a thousand things
The wall is a million feet high
In my mind