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Hundreds of years ago
Pilgrims came here from their foe
Their main desire–freedom

Abraham Lincoln freed the slaves
From their chains cold as caves
He gave them all they wanted–freedom

Troops have fought in wars
To save the country they adore
Now we have–freedom

Our ancestors many cultures they bring
They all say, “Let freedom ring!”


*Author’s Note: For this Poetry Thursday, I chose a poem I wrote back in late grade school, early middle school. I entered this into the local library poetry contest held at the time. Did I win? No. Did I even place? Nuh-uh. The poem that won for my age group was terribly (even by my young standards) written and only talked about sugar, glitter, and unicorns. Do I still hold a grudge? Maybe….


Drip, Drip, Drip

Water falling from up above
Keeping the time with seconds
A sound I typically love
Except this time I’m hesitant

The rain is constantly reminding me
Of the previous days when I was free
When I could stand with arms wide
Taking everything in patient stride
Of when I tilted my face high
Feeling drops with a contented sigh
Allowing the cold, purifying rain
To wash my cares far away
As it fills me with blissful peace
Those previous days when I was free

All I hear now is
Water falling from up above
Keeping time with dreadful seconds
A sound I’ve come to loathe
Torturing me with ill constants

Turn Back Time

If I could turn back time
Would I find a way
To say
Everything I meant to say
If I could rewind the clocks
Would I actually argue
To do
Everything I meant to do
If I could travel into the past
Would I make a decree
To see
Everything I meant to see

But then…
Would I make the choice
To turn back the time
And live the rest of my life
In a state of constant rewind

Lightning Strikes Twice

Lightning never strikes twice?
It strikes again
Same place, same spot
Over and over
Catching fire
Leaving veined scars
Killing and reviving
At the same time
It’s an unnecessary punishment
Descending from the sky
Heaven’s divine anger
Never stopping

Does lightning strike twice?
Indeed it does
I watch it every day
Over and over
Consuming flesh
Leaving burned scars
Disfiguring and beautifying
At the same time
It’s a mystifying occurrence
Blasting the same wound
A person’s relentless rage
Never stopping

Lightning always strikes twice

But so do I

Volcanic Islands

Fire meets water
In a spectacular way
Adding to an isle
Most every day
Hot red and cool blue
Collide in a burst of steam
Creating a vicious landscape
Often only seen in dreams
An island appearing dull
Cloaked in garb gray
Until it begins glistening
Drowning in salty spray
Giving the concrete lava
A particular type of gleam
Heightened in the peak
Of the sun’s beating beams

* Author’s Note: This Poetry Thursday was inspired by none other than the nature documentaries on Netflix from the BBC. If I don’t have music on in the background while I’m writing, I’m watching (and re-watching) documentaries. Even as a child, I was fascinated by documentaries. A dream of mine is to travel the world, photographing plants, animals, weather, and everything in between. I’ve always loved nature, and I have a feeling I always will.

New Plan

After having a couple days of thought–and bothering a close friend of mine until she stopped saying “It’s your blog, do what you want to do”–I believe I have devised a plan. Though, I’m still unsure as to whether or not it will actually work. But here’s to hoping, right? I’m pretty sure a wise being once said, “Do or do not. There is no try.” So, this is what I plan to do:

Sketching Sunday
Memoir Monday
Photography Tuesday
Writing Prompt Wednesday
Poetry Thursday
Freebie Friday
Short Story Saturday

A few things to note. Firstly, I added sketching because I used to do it all the time (before I became a die-hard perfectionist with my art), and I had relatively decent confidence in my drawing skills. I’m honestly not sure what happened other than I stopped sketching. Secondly, I have no idea if Monday will stay as “memoir.” Are people even interested in that sort of thing? It’s not like I’ve led a particularly exhilarating life. I guess I’ll find out. Let’s see…. Thirdly, I love writing prompts. Normally, I find them on my own–in nature, observing other people, daily life, etc. However, I will be using predetermined, freely-handed out writing prompts. I have a bunch saved, and it’s about time I put them to use. Lastly, I’m in love with “Freebie Friday” because it gives me a day that isn’t set. So if I have an extra poem, short story, photo, whatever I want, I can post it on Friday.


Well. Enough said. I’m fairly satisfied with my new plan. Fingers crossed I can be disciplined. I suppose I better use this space to apologize in advance in case I’m not consistent. Or if I forget. I happen to be a forgetful person. Or if I screw it up. I’m sure that’s bound to happen at some point. Anyhoo, I’ll leave this here for now. I’ll start tomorrow with “Freebie Friday.” As I said in my previous post, if you have any suggestions or tips, I’ll be more than happy to read them in the comments! Thanks again!

The Profile of Love

Are you smitten
Completely fittin’
The profile of love
Cheeks are blushed
With blood rushed
The profile of love
Mind is racing
Body shaking
The profile of love
With knuckles white
And stomach tight
The profile of love
Grasping the knife
Desiring life
The profile of love
Stabbing until dead
Licking the blood
The profile of love
Sucking in breath
Tasting death
The profile of love
Hiding the carcass
Acting suspicious
The profile of a murderer

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