Saturday, April 23, 2011

.*.Ocean.*.

Ocean

Sweet, so sweet
Taste the beach,
Smell the sea
Sit with me
Breathe in deep
Watch the waves
Sing goodbye
Seagulls fly
Shake the sand
Feel the wind
Close your eyes
No more lies
Sun sinks low
Colors burst
Just you and me...
By the sea.

I love the beach, the ocean... The smell of saltwater filling your nostrils, the image of the endless expanse of glistening blue water, the sound of the tides rolling up the shore, the taste of fresh ocean air, the grainy white sand that sticks to the bottom of your feet, the strong, constant push of the waves against your ankles, knees, waist... I can't wait to go back.  :)

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Thursday, April 7, 2011

.*.Innocent.*.

I wrote this poem today... I don't really understand it myself.  I don't know who its about.  I recognize some things about me in there, but there some things that aren't related to me at all.  So what does it mean?  I have no idea.  But overall, I'm pleased with it, I think... :)

Innocent Girl

Innocent girl,
She sits on her bed
Her life so perfect
Her problems are dead.
Innocent girl,
She's been blind
Surrounded by others
The past is behind.
Innocent girl,
What can you do?
So many troubled people
Are now surrounding you.
Innocent girl,
Don't fall down
Your life is perfect
Please don't frown.
Innocent girl,
With dreams to tell
Give them the happiness
You know so well.
Innocent girl,
It's time to stand
Help those sad souls
Go take their hand.
Innocent girl,
You were useless before
It's time to help others
You're not so innocent anymore.

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Saturday, April 2, 2011

.*.Puddles.*.

I carelessly stamped my feet around in the puddle of rainwater.  It rippled and sparkled as the last remains of sunlight reflected off its shimmering surface.  I blinked in surprise as I felt the cool water of the puddle splash against my bare ankles and toes.  That's what I get for wearing flip-flops.  "Whoa, cold!" I exclaimed.  My brother turned to me and rolled his eyes, our dog's leash gripped firmly in his right hand.  "Then why are you splashing around in it?" he asked.  I shrugged with a smile and continued to make ripples with my feet in the puddle.  "It feels good in a way," I finally replied.  He sighed and went on walking with our dog, leaving me behind for a minute.  I smiled to myself even more as I took in a deep breath while standing in my puddle.  I could smell the fresh mountain air that I had become accustomed to.  It's an indescribable scent.  The smell of pine, wind, and rain filled my nostrils.  Wonderful.  I exhaled, feeling better than ever.  I looked up at the afternoon sky.  Fluffy gray clouds as far as the eye could see.  I silently pleaded for the rain to start trickling right away.  I looked back down at my puddle and saw my smiling reflection staring back at me.  This is a special kind of happiness I'm feeling right now, isn't it? I thought to myself.  "Rebecca!"  I heard my brother call.  "Coming!" I shouted back.  I hopped out of my puddle and jogged down the sidewalk, feeling absolutely at peace.

I love taking walks. :)

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