Piano

So yesterday I didn’t get to post anything because I had Piano lessons from 2:30 ish all the way to 4:30 ish. Before that I had school, after running and supper. Anyway, here’s a poem titled ‘Piano!’ PIANO Pearly keys Wooden hammers Bang out notes Loud and clear Soft sounds Floating high The notes rise…

Words

Words fall out of my mouth so fast, Words that sting, words that sooth Are my words good? Do they heal- Or do they hurt? Words are bad, Words are good. They can not be put in a box, Other than one labeled- What else? Words Whether they sting, Whether they sooth, They fall out…

I am a diverse person

I am a writer That is for sure I am a writer But not only a writer I play Minecraft I play LEGOs I run I also take photos, Sew, and sing I am a writer, Most of all But please do not categorize me For no one can truly be categorized No one fits…

Random Little Things

mm Headphones, Notebook Kindle, and Pencil These are the things that are me Laptop, sketchbook These are the things that are me Do they really define me? Do they really say who I am? Or is it the clean room, The messy writing The open bible That really defines me? There are random little things,…

Eyes

This post is by Grace Matlyn Buckner Blue, green, brown, Colors, shades, variety, No two the same. Big and small, Round or straight, Different shapes and sizes. “Windows to the soul,” Feelings flit across, Joy, sorrow, bitterness, pain. Tears are drops of emotion, Blinks are signs of uncertainty, Signals for others. Eyes are vital, Needed to…

Book Poetry

A hundred books Up on that shelf One is red, One is blue A hundred books Up on that shelf Well-worn, And torn Each holds a life, A world Filled with magic, And dreams Adventures, And conquests, Monsters, Villains And heroes Each book on the shelf, Well-worn, And torn, Each book Holds a life

You May Have Noticed (plus a poem)

That I have been changing the way this site looks. I think I’m done now, but I may change it in the future, so let’s just hope I manage to leave it this way for a long while! And now for a poem The Other Me There is another me She lives in a mirror…

Why Do I Write

Why do you, A photographer, Take pictures? Why do you, A runner, Run? Why do you, A gardener, Garden? Why do you, A singer, Sing? Why do you, A talker, Talk? Why do you, A thinker, Think? Why do you do, What you do? Why do I write, What I write? A Photographer, Takes photos,…

Birthday Poem(s)

This first poem is for my friend Faith’s birthday You are my friend, My sunshine, My pal You are now 13, We are growing up However, We will always Be friends Happy Birthday, To you Happy Birthday, Dearest, Faith This is for my Dad, whose birthday is also today. Sure your getting old, Dad Yet…

Story Untold

This is a meant to be a song and sounds better if you sing it. (even in your head) There are tears in my eyes, A blank page at my feet, A story untold There is a life to be planned, There is a plot to be told, And a twist to surprise Where are…

Enemy

Okay, I have not posted in a LONG time!!! So sorry! I have a poem today, and more posts on the way. It stares you down, Dares you to make a mark, Threatens you What is it? It frightens any writer, More than anything, What is it? White or cream, Black lines, Blue lines, No…

Birds

They twitter, And flit They chatter, And sing They are birds They are miracles, Straight from God, Little critters I love, They are birds Eating at our feeder, They drop a seed there, And here, They are birds

Happy Memorial Day!

Happy Memorial Day! Here’s to all those veterans! Memorial Day always makes me think. So… here’s a poem. What would it be like, To be a veteran on Memorial Day? Would it make me sad, Would I remember all my friends, Who are gone What would I think Would I be happy that I survived-…

Music

It flows around me, The sound so sweet Gently rising, Gently falling That song inspires me, Makes me feel like I could… FLY… JUMP… run It spirals and twirls, Twists and turns, Making a joyful noise But the best of them, They sound sweet, yes, They are meledious, yes They also Praise the Lord Make…

After the Rain

The dew sparkles, The spiderweb shimmers Rainbows shine, Birds sing, And cheep The sounds and smells, Are so sweet After the rain