It’s hard to be brave
Of things you fear
Like darkness in a cave
And the strange sounds you’d hear
Like the face of a crazy clown
And it’s laughter
Like being alone in a spooky ghost town
And knowing it’s you a ghost is going after
Like fearing drowning or heights
Or losing something you love
You will get nightmares during nights
But it is the fear you must get rid of
It takes time
To face your nightmares
But soon you’ll forget about it anytime
And as you face it, your eyes won’t be filled with tears
It will be filled with confidence
Because you know that you can fight
Fairytale land
Fairytale land
Where the stories from books come true
It is an island
That is like a zoo
With witches, leprechauns, and fairies
With talking animals, princesses, and more
Everyone on the island is quite merry
And there is never the feeling of bore
But be careful of the potions you take
They might be poison like Snow White’s apple
Be wise of the choices you make
Or you’ll end up in a mess like the evil witch for example
Belleza
Dicen que la belleza
es solo superficial
Pero por fin me quito la máscara y…
no me veo mal.
Tomó 6 pies
que bajara
para que mi
confianza aumentara.
Vivir tan preocupada de mi “look”
fue un error fatal.
Austin Halloween
Halloween-I see people in costumes having so much fun! I hear people giggling and laughing, ghosts “Oooooing” at people, people yelling “Ahhhh!” everywhere. I taste the sweet candy on my lips. I smell the apple scented candles and my neighbor’s chimney smoke. I feel the cold breeze on my arms. I feel excited to go to the next house!
A Letter to My Past Self
Dear past self,
Enjoy the blissful 10 hours
You indulge in per night
Because those nights will soon fly away.
Enjoy the endless evenings
With no responsibilities, no deadlines, no expectations
Because those too will soon fly away.
Enjoy the freedom of recklessness,
To not worry
About tomorrow, about the future, about life
Because this one may linger,
But will soon
Fly away
Into oblivion
With its beloved companions.
Birds
Tweet tweet!!
Is the best sound in spring.
I like chirp,chirp too.
Nest! Eggs! Babys!
Awwwwwww
summer bummer
Summer summer heat .
Hot hot feet.
Ow! To hot!!
Today is a bad bad day.
The super duper summer bummer day.
fall
Fall, fall, the child falls.
The leafs do the same.
Squirrels are nutty.
The squirrel jumps, he too falls.
It is the season for falling.
Bed
There’s a B and a D in bed
And the E represents a man
Hopefully he’s not dead
Though he probably has a tan
If you need to sleep
(which you can do by counting sheep)
Just go to a bed
And don’t tell me you’re dead!
Then you sleep
Without making a peep
What I’m From
Based off Where I’m From by George Ella Lyon
I am from ballet slippers,
From BLOCH and ETSY.
I am from the loft in the square room.
(comfy,sunny,tastes like cupcake wrappers)
I am from the marigold plant,
Which makes my day much brighter than it starts out.
I’m from flaps and precision,
From Barbara and Kaltenbach.
I’m from the trying and the sweet teeth,
From “sit down to eat” and “be careful”
I’m from Thanksgiving feasts, and community events.
I’m from Austin and the Anshels,
Chile and tacos.
From my uncle’s nighttime encounter with tarantulas,
My grandfather’s twisted ankle from Skimboards.
Under the top floor of the house there is a room marked office, filled with old books and toys of most important.
I am from the memories those things bring-
To others and to me-
Handled carefully by generations.