Umbrella (haiku)

It is colorful,
It keeps the rain off of me,
It's my umbrella.

A Rose (haiku)

So very fragile,
The petals of a rose,
So very grateful.

The Gift of a Nocence

At times in this world we look at things two ways. We either look at as a "God given gift" or as a nocence to society. Now I try to see things as something that could be, if not already, something that could be amazing. But the problem with this is that everyone has their own opinions about things and if they see it as a nocence then that is what is is and you can't change their mind. They see it as this, if you want to fit in then you must dye your wool white if it is not already. Meaning that if you are an odd ball or if you are a black sheep then you must do all you can to be an identical copy of someone who is normal.

Just Plain Sad

   Okay, what is going on? I was on my way home and I heard about a shooting in Connecticut. There were 20 children and 6 adults killed other than the shooter who committed suicide. Is the world going mad? I don't know what to say about any of this. All I can say is that I hope that your child isn't one of the victims and that if they were then  I hope they rest in peace.

for more information:
http://www.nytimes.com/2012/12/15/nyregion/shooting-reported-at-connecticut-elementary-school.html

Pencil (haiku)

It glides on paper,
Leaving beautifully placed words.
It is my pencil.

Passing the Time

   These days it feels as though time is going by faster and faster. Passing every minute with ease. Every hour feels like a second. You look back at your life and see that a lot has gone by. I  some of it is because we don't slow down. We go through the day thinking of what to do next. We don't take the time to slow down and realize what is going on now. I am also guilty of that so don't go pointing fingers, because you should be poking yourself.

The Thing

There it stood,
In the middle of the room.
With a some what proud grin,
On it's evil face.

There it lay,
On the freshly made bed.
Staring up at the ceiling,
Wonder what to do.

It was not anything I had seen before.
It was not a human being,
But it was a living presence.

The Detective

   The one thing that I know for sure is that there is something missing. Something out of place. I don't know what it is, but I know it's not here. They are small but they're details. Details that could change everything and someone wants to keep us in the dark. So if we find them we will know everything.

Fire (haiku)

I couldn't see you.

Not in the thick, heavy, dark smoke.

Not in the red flames.

A Single Christmas

   Yes, it's that time of year were the Grinch comes out to play some tricks (or is that Jack Frost) and when Santa can take a joy ride on his flying sleigh and not get a speeding ticket. Yup, you said it. It's Christmas. The time when couples  wait in long lines just to stand under the plastic mistletoe. Luckily I am single so I will NOT be joining all of thoughs love birds in the freezing cold. So if there are any fellow single ladies out there I just want you to know that you're not alone this holiday season.

Eraser (haiku)

My muti colored
Rectangular mistake
Magic eraser

The Turkey Song

   Hello, to whoever is reading this. I just want to say happy Thanksgiving to every one. I am one of those people that like to chow down on a home cooked meal. So if you want tell me your favorite Thanksgiving dish and send me a picture of it to me through email.

Apple Pie

   I walk into a bakery and got hit with the sent. It was so strong that I'm surprised I didn't smell it from down the street. I knew what it was the minute I walked in. It was apple pie. It was in my opinion the best pie ever. I just loved the soft sweet and sour apples. Oh and that crispy crust. It made my mouth water just to think about it. So I walked up to the sparkling white marble counter top. The little old lady that lived in the house next to mine came up to the counter. She obviously knew what I wanted the minute I walked in. She handed me a large slice of that magnificent pie and said that it was on the house since I was the first costumer of the day. I strolled over to a seat that was calling my name. I sat right by the window, so I could watch people pass by. I picked up my fork and took a mouthful of the wonderful pie. The apples and the crust were baked to perfection. The spice ratio was marvelous. It was the kind of pie that you could eat all day. So now I sign of with an empty plate. 

The Impossible

It just stood there.

Minding it's own business.

It didn't melt under the hot sun.

It just sat there.

Minding it's own business.

It didn't move an inch from where it was.

It was the impossible.

The most incredible thing ever.

It was the unmeltable ice cube.

Reaching for Rainbows

   I'm being driven into the ground. I try my hardest to go up but it is impossible. Every time I get the chance to breathe, I choke on air because I'm not used to it. I try and try to make it through the day, but when I get home I cry my self to sleep. I don't know what to do. I just don't.
   So I look to the sky and I try. I try so hard to. To just get one single touch. Just one single touch. I look to the sky and reach for rainbows.

I'm not Home yet.

  I walk alone down this cold dark street. My long blond hair waving behind me as I walk into the harsh winds. Most of the street lights are on other than the two that flicker off and on. I wish that I was home in my nice warm bed. I could have been there if it weren't for that dumb bus that made me get of at the city dump for no reason. I just keep walking reminding my self that I was getting closer to my destination with every step. So there you have it. Here is were I am and I hope I'm not here any longer.

Rain Drop (haiku)

A small, clear rain drop.

It falls from the sky with grace.

It falls, then disappears.

A Colorful Question

   I think at times that some things could be better in the world but I also try to think of how it would be if things were different. Like for example, the other day a though about how things would be if we didn't wear shoes. I thought about it and thought about it for so long that was thinking of nothing else.  I think of people walking down the street wearing every thing but shoes. Some even without socks. I think of how it would feel, walking beer foot everywhere.
   So now I have a question for you. What would you do if you didn't wear shoes?

Smiles

   Smiles are the expressions that we wear on our faces. It is the thing that brightens our day and clears the clouds.The thing that puts hope in to our hearts. We smile all the time just so there is at least some little bit of happiness in this world. So I dare you to try and smile all day long. Then try and get more people to do it. Then tell them to tell everyone they know to smile all day until we have the whole world smiling brightly.

Romeo and Juliet; Act II, Scene II, Lines 38-49

Juliet. 'Tis but thy name that is my enemy. Thou art thyself, though not Montague. What's Montague? It is nor hand, nor foot, nor arm, nor face, nor any other part belonging to a man. O, be some other name! What's in a name? That we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet. So Romeo would, were he not Romeo called, retain that dear perfection which he owes without that tile. Romeo, doff thy name; and for thy name, which is no part of thee, take all myself.

Time

The other day I saw a clock stop.

I felt heart go numb.

I held my breath, in fear of that if I took in a single wisp of air that I would faint.

I know not that I was frozen, but that I was still in time.
In time, just not passing.

I knew what was going on.
I just wasn't conscious to my own thoughts.

On this occasion  I was still, but also moving.

You might think that to be crazy.
While the truth is time never stops,
You stop for time.

Missing

   I have noticed that there are a lot of people today that are missing something. Whether it is an object that they lost or if it is someone that has gone or even someone that just can't stand life any more and has lost the heart to do any thing to change it. I think that every day we get up out of bed for a purpose, and that purpose is to do many things like go to work, school or even to go and find that special someone. I also think that many people miss something that they have forgotten. That just means that they want to remember the good times but can't remember it. So I try to think of any thing that I should remember for later on when I want to remember the good times. That way I will never miss something that I can't remember.

Both of Us

   In this world that we live in to day, I ask my self if I am doing the right thing. At times I think that I am not because of a chose that I have made but on other occasions I think That I have done a pretty good job at life so far. Now I know what you are thinking. You think that I am about to nag you about being a better person or that I am going to praise you for being a good one. Well I am not going to do ether. I am going to tell you that all you need to know about doing good in life takes just 3 things.

1.  Kindness- just be nice do people
2.  Brains- don't just go and be stupid
3.  Determination- stick to what you believe in
 

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I'm There... Half Way There Contiued

   I am almost there. I see the side walk. The wind has picked up. My vision is blurring with the snow coming down harder every second. I can't feel my toes nor my fingers. My face is blood red. I feel cold but I have sweat running down my face. This to me is my nightmare coming true. I'm coming to the point of thinking that there is no end to this crossing. Feeling that I will never make it to the other side because there is no other side. No other side that tells me that my journey has ended. No sidewalk to step on to. No ending of any kind.
   But wait, is that what I think it is? Is that the side walk that I have been waiting for? Is that the ending of this journey that I have been praying for? Is this the end? Yes it is. There it is, the hard, stone cold surface that I have been hoping for. This my friend is, and always will be, The End.

Breathing

   Sometimes in life we get so carryed away with what ever we are doing that we forget that one thing that keeps us from passing out. Yup, one of the many things that we were born knowing. Some times though we forget that we need to breath in order to think clearly.
   There you are, at your desk. You're hard at work trying to get that giant stack of. Papers done with. Then next thing you know, you are done. You take a deep breath. Then you think that it feels good to breathe.

The Harder They Fall

  Life has it's struggles. It's ups and downs. It's good and bad times. There are times when we think of giving up and starting over, but we think of all the things we would have to do in order to do that. So we eventually talk our selves out of it. We think that having to start all over a gen would be a waste time and a torture to all of us, because we know how hard it was to make it to where we are now. So what do we do, we go and finish what our parents have started. We try to do more than just barely make rent. We try to live life to the fullest before the end of our chapter. So in the times that we are barely making it by the skin of our teeth than just remember this, "The bigger they are the harder thay fall."

Half Way There

 I walk down the street, in my new blue jeans.With a warm winter jacket on my back. There's snow on the ground, and it is soft but also crunch under my heavy boots. I wait at the broken stop sign, look both ways and cross the street. Hoping that my decision to cross that street in this crazy blizzard, where no one can see a thing, was the right one. Hoping that I would make it to the other side. Waiting to see the sidewalk under my feet, and see that I was indeed right. But so far I am only half way there.

Wondering

   This world. This magnificent world theat we live in, is full of wonders. Wonders around ever corner. In every nook and cranny. Every crack and crevice. It is in every thing. We go down the street and wonder what it would be like to be someone else for a day. So we stop and imagen it. We think of that person's life for a moment and think about how their day goes on. Then we wish we were that person for a moment but come back to reality and remember who we are. We remember all this stuff that makes us feel good about who we are as a person. And then, only then, do we realize how important it is to be our selves. Wondering is really one of the wonders of the world because we think and wonder all the time. Infants wonder how to talk. Toddlers wonder how to walk and jump. Kids wonder about the world. Teens wonder about being an adult. Adults wonder how they make through the day without giving up. Sometimes  I ask my self "What would we do if we didn't wonder."

Normal... What's Your Take of It

   Have you ever walked do the street and people stopped to stair? Has someone ever told you that you aren't normal or that your clothes aren't normal? Have you ever stopped to wonder what normal really is? Well then what is it? What is normal? Is normal a type of hair style? A type of clothing that we can buy from stores? What really is normal? Well it is as simple as this. You. Yes, you. You are normal because you are you. You don't try to impress others by wearing the latest trend. You're already are wearing the latest trend. That is because you are wearing what you want to wear and you are doing it proudly. Normal is just another word for you.

Love... Think About It

   The one true thing that keeps the world going round. The one thing that keeps most of us out of jail. What makes a family a family, even if we hate each other at times. What gives us that "spark" when we meet someone special. That one thing that can never be truly doubt. Yep, you said it, love. The thing that some people fantasize about. That thing that we dream about. It is really what makes the world go round. With out it, well I wouldn't make you even imagine it. There may be times when you think that no one loves you, but you are very wrong. There is always and I mean always some one that loves you. There are most likely more than you can count on your fingers. So take the time right now the count all the people that love you, and think how luck you are to be where you are right now.

Red

   Red is the color of many things… like shirts and shoes, crayons and markers. There are also many things that rhyme with red… like bed, said, read, and lead. Red (like every other color in the rainbow) strives to be bold and bodacious. It wants you to see the real side of it. Red in this case is warm and caring. But on the other hand it has a temper and is well known to be wild. Like it’s quote-on-quote “girly” cousin… Pink. But I will talk about that later. Right now I want you to see the inspirational side of this one of a kind ruby like color. In many ways this color is in our daily lives and without it the world would not be able to sleep at night. Knowing, just absolutely knowing that there is a color missing. The world would have to wonder what it was.

Sticks & Stones...Make it Stop

   As the saying goes, "sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never hurt me." Is that all true? I know sticks and stones could break your bones, but can't word hurt you to? I think that this who-knows-how-old-it-is saying is a little off. I'm not saying that someone can pick up a bunch of words and through them at you. Well I guess they could, metaphorically any ways. I mean that some people these days can say some really mean things. Some times I wish that I could just snap my fingers and make all the mean things go away, but who doesn't. I think that all the bullying that goes on these day can get way out of hand. I mean that there is some seriously messed up thing that people are saying (and doing) just to be mean to that person. There are even people that are killing them selves because they can't take the pain and suffering any more. Witch I think is terrible. If I bullied someone until they committed suicide then I would kill myself, because I wouldn't be able to live with that all my life. PLEASE, IF YOU OR SOMEONE YOU KNOW IS BEING BULLIED TELL SOMEONE THAT CAN HELP AND ETHER TALK TO SOMEONE ABOUT IT (IF YOUR THE VICTIM) OR TALK TO THE VICTIM AND TRY TO HELP THEM. So STOP because bullying is not worth losing a life for.

Words

  

   In the world that we live in now there are many words. Words that mean something, words that are just random and have no meaning what so ever because it's just baby talk, and words that we don't under stand because we either don't understand the language or we don't know the meaning which forces us to look it up. But in whatever way you look at it there are words, and most of these words need to be recognized. Not for being plain old words but for expressing them selves and being who they are by their definitions. Witch, really, is how we should act. Not by acting by the "status quo", but by acting how we are by definition. Meaning that we act who WE are not how some one else tells us how to act. In this case, if you like to dress in T-shirts and sneakers, then dress like that. If someone came up to you and told you to were fancy $100 dresses and were way to high for you high heels, would you? And if so, why? If you said no because you would rather be your self then be someone else, then you've got the right idea. But if you said yes because you want to "fit-in" then you've got it all wrong.