The Beauties Of Nature

 A sky on fire
Hues of red, blue, gold, and pink
Its warmth comforts me

The sun, an artist
Painting with golden colors
The sky, its canvas

Hearing the birds chirp
Resting under a tree's shade
The beauty of spring

As The Sun Goes Down

Watching

From the hilltop 

Waving goodbye

As the sun

Goes down

It darkens

The sky 

We sit

Beneath

The old tree

And wait

And listen

To the sounds

Of busy bees 

The sounds

Of birds

Chirping

Together

All of nature

We watch

And listen

We are

United

All as one

Mother Nature's

Gifts

As we sit

And watch

The sun

Go down

My Ballet Journey

(Quick note- this piece was originally written 9/22/16. Thanks for reading!)

Yesterday I got my pointe shoes!

  Pointe shoes are a stiff type of ballet shoe that allow you to actually walk- and dance, obviously- on the tip of your foot. Being able to wear them is a big step in dance, so it meant a lot to me when my teacher told me that I was ready.

  I only started ballet in November of 2015, and when I was telling my friends about this new endeavor they mostly replied with, “You’re doing dance? You don’t seem like that kind of person...” But I proved them all wrong: I started, and now I’m never going back.

 Anyways, back to the subject on hand. Yesterday before class, I went to the local dance store, Fabulous Feet Dancewear, to get fitted. Fittings can last anywhere from thirty minutes to a few hours! It just depends on how many shoes you have to try on before you find the perfect match.

   I sat down and, after measuring my feet, the owner of the store brought out multiple pairs of shoes. The first pair was too short, the second too skinny, and the third too tight. Two hours passed this way, putting on and taking off over twenty pairs, until we finally narrowed it down to two pairs. One, a light, soft coral; the other, a skin-tone white. I went back and forth between the two, finally deciding on the better fitting pink.

  Now that I’ve picked them out, I still have a lot more work to do. Since everyone is built differently, pointe shoes don’t come with ribbons already on- you have to cut and hand sew them to the shoe, to match your needs specifically. The same has to be done to the elastic, to make sure that it isn't so tight as to cut off the circulation to your foot, or so loose that it falls right off your foot.

  Even though it will take a lot of hard work and determination to learn to dance en pointe, I am very excited to get started!

If My Life Were A Movie

If my life were a movie
Many places I would go.
California to Kentucky,
Union and San Francisco.

If my life were a movie
I would travel all around.
France and Thailand,
Adventures abound.

If my life were a movie
Many friends I would meet.
Autumn, Rachael and Jacqueline
With whom no one could compete.

If my life were a movie
Problems, there’d be a few.
Leaving home and missing friends
But happiness would ensue.

If my life were a movie
I’d dance the days away.
Pirouettes on pointe
Arabesques and grand jetes.

If my life were a movie
Great art I would make.
My sketchbook and pens in hand,
It’d be a piece of cake.

If my life were a movie
It wouldn’t be complete
Without the people in it,
Who make my days so sweet.




                                                           

Just Outside The Window

Just outside the window,
a strange thing lurks.
No, not there- not near or far.
It's hiding in plain sight, out in the murk.
It's off in the distance, yet ever so close.
The creature itself is more unusual than most.
Shrouded in shadows,
Followed by mystery
Ah, yes, it has quite a strange history.
You may know it
As the thing that lives under your bed,
The boogeyman, a scary ghost
That you thought lived only in your head.
That may be what your parents told you, yes-
To reassure you at night.
But you’re all alone now,
Just you and your fright.
So run, while you still can
Away from your nightmares
And hope to see another day.

Dreams

Dreams.

They flow from my mind,
Like a boat down a stream.

On and on they go,
Almost continuous, it seems.

Gentle but vivid,
Leaving me livid.
That they are just that- dreams.

No matter how bad the world
They’re always here
In my heart, near and dear.

I hold them tight
To rid me of my fright

But when I open my eyes
With no surprise, I realize

Dreams can't rid you
Of the nightmares that continue.

Dreams.

Why must such things
All be pretend?

All the good in the world,
Seems to live only in my head.

What's Your Favorite Season?

Spring
Buttercups, daisies, lilies
Spring’s gifts to the worldIrises, roses

Summer

Yay! Summer is here.

Warm sun, playing at the pool.

Isn't it so great?

Autumn
Now leaves are changing 

Colors red, orange and yellow
Bright and welcoming

Snow

Snow means a fresh start.

Blanketed in white, all’s new.

Calm, peaceful and clean.

Breakfast With A Side of Optimism

Orange juice, bacon, eggs
This is how to start your day
The breakfast of champs

A mug of coffee
Creamer, sugar, milk- just right
Ah, just what I need.

My ideal breakfast?
A side of optimism
Served with a smile