Island Park

Mom and I went back up to Don's cabin in Island Park for the first weekend in August. We went and saw Annie Get Your Gun and Joseph and the Amazing Technicolored Dreamcoat at the Playmill Theatre in West Yellowstone. We brought the movie, Dante's Peak to watch while we were in the cabin. A guy at the theatre asked Mom and I if we were sisters. Mom told him I was her daughter. After the play, I went and shook all the cast's hand in their reception line.

Island Park

We went camping at my uncle Don's cabin in Island Park, Idaho from July 10th to July 12th. We went to the Playmill theatre and saw Joseph and the Amazing Colored Dreamcoat in West Yellowstone. While we were at the theatre, they sang happy anniversary to Mom and Dad, who were celebrating their 20th anniversary.

Julia Stiles

Model

Makeup

Watercolor Box

A watercolor box I did for my AP art class.

Summer Camp

Pickup truck waiting for the storm to blow over.
Setting up camp and making a fire.
Especially cold for an August night.
Crisp air from that morning's prelude.
The pine trees are enchanted with sparkles.
Awaking to the sound of a chipmunk chasing a baby bird on a branch.
Only in the mountains, can you have so much peace.

Deep Sleep

Words float into my head when I dream.
I dream of the best things like deserted beaches and rusty hammocks.
I dream about going somewhere South and exploring ancient ruins.
I dream about my fears of sharks, dinosaurs, and snakes.
I dream about the love I'll never get and cry to make it real.
Then I wake up and forget everything,
Only to discover the secrets over and over again,
Each and every night.

So Many Souls

I wonder how many people I will never meet...
I wish I could meet them all
Putting a part of their goodness into me.

Serenity

My head is spinning
and it's going to shatter
into a million pieces.
My fingers bleed hungrily
for a piece of paper and a pen.
I'm having writer's block,
hoping it's not permanent.
I'd give anything
to have a pillow
and a blanket,
so I could sleep
and maybe dream
up some words to write.

The Industrious one

Goes by Beloved
My work friend
God's promise is her middle name
Lying in fear of tumors
She is brave

She Who Supplants

A girl known with a boy's name
Living in a sunny town
Watches gothic television shows
Recovering from a cliff-climbing accident

Sick to Death

Sick to death
Been there, saw that
Freedom is life's engagement
Bundles of lies and promises
Beautiful sweat
Silver chisels are forgotten

Hunting Experience

Snakes
Slither into the jungle
Whispering to the trees
Swimming in the river
Stalking their prey
Poking out their beady eyes
And their shallow tongues
Hiding in the branches till dusk

Shallow Tuesdays

Winter winds sound like cooking pans
Banging into the windows
And paint is torn from the cottages
I can't sleep
Because the wind is too noisy
To close my eyes
So I comfort my cat
Who is too scared
To poke her head out of the covers
To see if the windows are broken
I wish and pray I could be deaf

Nature's Pen

Nature's pen . . .
Takes the dullest word and makes it into a lurid sentence.
Writes poetry taste like summer's strawberries,
Too delicious to stare at.
Sways back and forth in the park's breeze.
Makes the wind tickle my cheek with its fingers, as it brushes my hair.
Dances in the moonlight to no particular melody.

If I Could Leave

If I could leave this place,
I would go to Ireland,
I hear it's nice in the spring.

If I Were an Animal

If I were an animal,
I would be a cat,
Staring out the window,
Chasing butterflies.

Raindrops

Raindrops
Puddles of purple paint
Flowing onto the paper
Making a rainbow of weather
More beautiful than any artist can paint
Crisp, cool, and brillant in the summer's breeze

Walking Home

Walking home on expanded roads and high cliffs,
Punishment for being to greedy.
A five minute race,
Mailbox is the finishe line.
Closing my eyes, pretending to be blind,
Counting the steps,
Trampling over daffodils,
The air grasps my throat,
Making my lungs ache,
Rain conquers my thirst.

The Funeral

The Funeral
to remember you this way
Singing hymms to you
Your wonderful smile
Picture frames of fuzzy memories
Hope is lingering to emptyness
Wishing for one more day
To hear your laugh
Hope you are happy

Picnic

My nose bleeds on my hand in between my fingers.
I reach for a napkin but all there are are paper towels.
Everyone stares at me like I'm an invalid.
I look into their eyes and wonder why they never get blood noses.
Maybe their noses don't run at all,
Because they're perfect in their sheltered lives.
A life full of silver napkins and metal forks.
Where chicken drowns in mashed potatoes.
And bees sip their kool-aid
Checkered tablecloths and picnick baskets.
Till their picnic is ruing by ants and my bloody nose.

Cloud

Sometimes I wish
I was a cloud
So I could look down
And see the greatest
Things in the whole world

The Yard

That empty yard
used to be full
of children, trampolines, and laughter.
Now I'm indoors,
looking out to the past.

The Garden

Gardens in Autumn,
Full of roses and grass,
The fresh sunshine,
The warm weather,
Starting to decay.

The Sky

The Sky is full
Of fragile clouds
In a storm,
Whether or not
There's sunshine.

Heaven

Walking on the ceiling,
Swirling in the air,
Standing on the clouds,
Whispering in the wind,
So this in heaven?

Monday Mornings

The wretched misery of waking up early on Monday mornings.
Having to go to yucky school.
Sleeping through class, missing the test.
Stay up late, sleep in again.
Same bad, different day.

Instant Chemistry

Instant Chemistry
Sparks friendship
Series of tug of words
Feeling inadequate
Expressing hostility
Threatened by feelings
Enough said
Lashing intentions
Little moments
Mending drama

Real

Rain hits the skin like bricks.
Hollywood has affordable stars.
Natural lips say chapped words.

Open Minds

Doubts cause trouble for your whole life.
Hysteria affect consequences.
Forgiveness wishes to take mistakes back.
Let the rain interupt your horizon.
Cloak your life with harmony.
Overcome blocks and advance.
Show people you're expanding.
Be tough minded and passion bound
Tenderness heals hearts
Close your eyes to the sunrise.

Music

I used to think
the melody of a song
represents a soul
so deep in courage
that the wind enfolds
a magical tune
over the trees
into the sunshine of revelation.
Now music is dead
and love is wrong
going forthright
into the moon
beams of joy
orcestrating forever.

The Truth

Boys cry,

love chick flicks,

stress over romance,

worry about their looks.

Monsters

Monsters are interesting people,
Leaving a dangerous legacy.
They're all out to get us.
Beginning the saga.
Hungry for blood and root beer,
Perfect mix of happy life.

Beach

I have to draw the beach.
I don't go there too often
It reminds me of hope and seashells.
Something I can't comprehend.

Secrets

Secrets . . .
Broke his heart, made him blue.
Aren't you sweet?
Closing your eyes,
Putting yourself about his emotions.

Postraumatic Love Disorder

True love,
Hormones on parade.
Mortified and amused.
Consolation prize.
Postraumatic love disorder,
Shocked and baffled.

Letters

I miss you too much already.
Now it seems like forever,
Too long of a distance.
I'm not worried, up to the test.
Think about calendars,
Dotting the days with my fingerprints

Crunchy Attitude

Crunchy attitude
Nothing but gorgeous
I am dressed
Don't miss me too much
Truly flirts
Good kindness
A knowledge of blood
We are athletic
Time is a corny phase
Gallop growing foundation
Men are clowns
Smile and love
Compassionate libraries
Hey wicked turbulence
I'll dream true expectations
No more friendship
Don't trust commercials
In the airport of waist
Enjoy powerful tragedies
It's only now and again
Being stalked
Stop trying to improve
Just remember happiness
Wake up the future technology

Unique Fools

Hope is hungry.
Angel, what is mercy?
Images are great for special examinations.
Walks become worth it.
Blind education.
Rejection free
Twisted winds
Tunned ends
Stop always
Selfish fears
Courage Charity
Eccentric contraction
Follow sharing time

Weekend Plans

Taste the natural soil made by catepillars and dirt.
Just have a bloody good time full of laughter in the pain.
Stub your toe with a rock
Breathe faster as you walk
Make a chicken sandwich
Staple your body to a recliner.
Hammer your alarm clock

School Daze

To be anywhere but here,
The beach is pitch black.
Next Friday, we'll fight the Galaxy Quest,
Gossip about pencil lead
That make tattoos unprofessionally.
Whispers kissing you ears,
The wreckage of school buses.
It's a world full of donuts and hamburgers.
Let's go get some pie.

Story Book

Sad pears fall into the night.
Kisses are wild in the wind.
Songs are caught in the raging rain.
Fire can't close open doors.

Attitude

Walk free and shriek on love days.
I miss your smile.
Forgive me if you hate me,
Except in cartoons.
Sleeping kittens look like poetry.
Life isn't a reward,
Giving light of happiness.

Brain Label

Brain label,
Just sit there and pretend you don't care.
Kissing wrong at the same time
Afraid to leave there,
Coming here was for no reason.
Hiding my face, saying no.
I pretend the clouds sing, soaring through the sky.

Cereal & Crayons

You know I love to color
I need some new crayons
You drive me home
I put the groceries away and say,
We're having fruit loops from now on.

One Gift of God

Chews on a pen
Wearing glasses
Black finger nails
Inquisitive
Ignorant

Amazed

Oily benches to sit on
Sleep shares words with darkness
All knocks are secretful

Rhyme a Little

There's a needle in my foot,
In which I used to sew.
Took a raindrop and dripped
The following note on it:

Do you think I'm insane, do you think I have a care?

Open my brain and examine me,
There's lot of room to stare.
Go ahead and put me in a cell.
I'll bang against the rail.

Give me some meds, I'll put them in my keds.
Padded walls and kitty cats.
I get bitten by the bats.

Always been told I was crazy,
Too independent for daisies.
And my heart is smashed,
Last checks have been cashed.

Show me doves, show me knives,
Show me how you live your lives.
You are second to best,
Having my pajama fests.

You are my match,
My burnt cookie batch.
Believe me dear,
I'm not sincere.

Ordinary Memories

Savor the past so perfectly clear.
Memorize having a broken heart,
Sing and say please.
But times comes to an end,
For drinking wishes from a puddle.
Hope has worn out our sleeves.
Our love is history, day after day.

Snow

Drip. Drip. Drip.
We don't appreciate you,
You being here is havoc.
I have the right to be dry,
Standing in your hazzard.

Floating Heartbeats

Pitch a joke at first sight.
Demote myself to breakfast.
Hungry letters slide into view.
Hustles great sums of photographs.
Poetic toward the sidewalk
Slashed lip gloss afterwards.

Panic Fear

Searching the streets,
The voices come closer,
Turning to whispers.
Leaping with anticipation.
Just waiting to come and get me.
I don't scare.
They know they can break me.
I have nowhere to go.
They're not worth the mud on my shoes.
I am nothing, they are strong.

Prison of Tears

I'm always trapped.
Looking outside, in.
There's no key.
I'm stuck here
Others move on, walking up ladders.
What lies beyond this evil world?
I don't know
I only have polished nightmares.

The Handsome One

Funny jokes
Baseball cap
Bleached hair
Violet eyes
Musical keychains
Wall Pennies
Math doesn't add up.
Unanswered valentine

Chilly Air

You don't mean anything to me.
I hate you, I really do.
Revenge is sugary.
Please let it rain.
You makes my lung ache,
They're about to explode.
I love to be warm,
Being alone is peace.

Traffic Jam

Traffic jam.
Communication boredom.

Alone Again

Hope shook his fist.
Fall in first gear.
Snakes in the driveway.
They're not following me.
Brains are bawling.
I got the chills.
My heart beats quickly.