Stormy Night on Big Sand Lake

Wood creaks beneath the feet trying not to succumb to gravity’s fierce pull, Dark blues and greys fill the field of view almost like being under a woollen blanket. water beating, beating down all around as the waves crash against the planks, the throat cools as it inhales and exhales the stormy air, The gale makes the trees dance like that of a shadow in a candlelit room. although there is no lights from inside nor from the stars the clouds are still visible. The sky is marbled with lightning, The water reflects the tepid light through the ripples as it’s sloshed by the many forces of nature, The predictable sounds of the crashing rain and frequent thunder force a wave of serenity out of the abdomen. As time passes the cold wet wood begins to absorb the skins heat becoming one with the senses. The closed eyelid feels the same as an open one. The body disappears as the senses become isolated. Thoughtless and serene. Feeling of stillness sets in, contradicting logic’s beliefs. Time becomes irrelevant and irreverent to the space it encompasses, shifting forward the heel drops below cusp of the doc and submerge in the water. It’s comforting warmth pulls in to the ankle, The legs bobbing like a buoy with no input from the conscious, Again the saturated planks warm against the bare skin, The smell of rain dominates from all matter around creating a symphony of the nature that surrounds.

waves

The sun beams down on my face
Ocean waves crash against each other
As I stare out into space
One after another

It’s like the water is calling out to me
Waiting for me to dive deep
How could that be
Just one big leap

And I could be free
Free of everything
Free in the Sea

Fall

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

Boat

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 Winter Snow

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.

Peanut Allergy

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

No Water

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.