Month: January 2023

Everywhere leaves fall to the ground
There is a cool breeze going in one direction
When all the leaves fall the weight of the leaves turn to pounds
Sometimes the leaves fly uncontrollably into a different position
Leaves going round and round

I saw one snowflake
And felt a sweep of cold air
Fixed in the winter

Bars, Beam, Valt, oh my
They will make you cry
Mental blocks delightful!
competitions, frightful
Sigh
practices several hours, you die
nutrition, diet, vital
wake up 7:oo am it’s a cycle

The waves crashing next
to me as I skim across the
water as the droplets hit my
face washing away my sadness.
until I lost my balance
And fell. As I step back
onto the boat
only for time too freeze as
a speed boat seconds
away from hiting me.
I crashed and my sight
ended In a flash.
When I woke up
from being unconscious

I looked down only to see blood
all over my leg looking like the egg
I ate for breakfast. As I get to the ER my
blue bruised leg made a
popping sound surrounding my ears with terror.
DID I JUST………
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
I yell

The season of winter, such a beautiful sight.
The season of winter provides such a light.
The season of winter with all of its snow.
All of the snow that glows and glows, against
the beautiful winter sun, the snow is far from shun.
as and
it falls
falls and
and falls
falls down
down
down
to all of the people this winter season.
Have a beautiful winter.

I felt paste in
my mouth. I
knew right away

I ran faster than I could
Blink. I grabbed napkins and started
washing out my mouth.

It felt disgusting. My mouth felt as If I was
eating bark directly off a tree
like corn on the cob.
It had to be done

I felt the peanut butter holding on to
my tongue. Why wont it come out!
I couldn’t breath,
I washed and washed and washed!
I felt my face slowly losing
Feeling, and submitting to the numbness

It took forever, but the peanut
butter finally washed away.

I then realized why they
have the rule:
NO SHARING FOOD

The boiling blazing burning
hot Californian summer
at 6 Flags Magic Mountain
as we waited in
line all day
with no water.
Taking turns running in
and out of the line
frantically finding vending
machines just to see
that they didn’t work.
My throat as sun baked
as a desert,
as dehydrated as
lake in a drought.

Thinking,
Should we stay in line and
waste all the hours we
had stood in line just to get water
or should we wait to get water after the ride?

We decided to stay and wait.
Eventually arriving to
the front of
the line after hours.
Full of joy,
we hopped in and
buckled ourselves
into the float
excited to get soaked in the water,
to be refreshed,
to finally cool down.

Spinning around in
the circular float,
air blowing past my face.
We zapped around a corner,
maybe one or two drops of
water on me.
Patiently waiting for just an
ounce of refreshment.
After about
30 seconds it was already over.

Walking down the hill,
disappointment painted all
over our faces.

In my dog’s bed
Luna goes
to sleep finding the
perfect position getting
under the blanket
laying
her head
down
then lay’s
on her back
slowly looks like
she is going to die
finally falls asleep in
her bed

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west.
At night the moon rises in the sky.
Who am I?
Me! Beautiful me. You! Beautiful you.
We are all different that’s what make us all unique.
We are all special in every way.
We shine like the sun.
We are all happy, sad, angry, scared. It is okay.
You are you. No one can change that.
You can be anything you want.
Just believe in yourself.

the heat of the blazing sun

the sight of seagulls taking off, so fun

the smell of salt water and sunscreen in the breeze

the taste and touch of sticky-sweet popsicles, brainfreeze

the feeling of sand in your sandals, hands in the pockets of my flannel.

i thought ”I never want to leave here.”

i wanted to stay forever at Galveston pier.

i remember running back in the rain

rough, ridged, rocks

soaking-wet socks