Nov 07

Field Hockey Inside Jokes

We are like sisters, best friends, and teammates rolled into one. But what other teams don't have that we do, are inside jokes.
  • THE BIG ONE STEPPED ON MY FOOT!!!
  • I GOT BALLS IN MY BANK ACCOUNT
  • IS THE GOALIE STICK FOR DECORATION?
  • CLAIRE LIKES CARROTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  • BUTTERFLY DANCE
  • NED + FRANK + AL
  • NED CONFIRMED
  • PICKLES THOUGHT YOU WERE A MARSHMALLOW
​Ah the good ole days... I'm gonna miss you girls. Until next season!
 
Nov 06

Gun Violence

It's not the guns
It's the people
He be praying from the
Top of that steeple
Praying for the lives
Of all of them people
Who weren’t
Treated like an equal

Now they be sayin
Bannin our protection
Cuz they afraid
Of that misconception
People being scared
Of someone’s misdirection
I know we need peace
But this is an infection

Breakin out the big guns
Maybe that's the wrong word
Maybe just the big ones
Just tryna be heard
They thinkin they won
Just tryna have fun
To be number one
But they threats being blunt
They think they be safe
Their spirits in space
Try to look brave
But you run out of faith

It's not the guns
It's the people
Everybody
Treat others like they equal
It's not the guns
It's the people
Everybody
Is an equal
Oct 24

Losing My Mind

The sound of the clock
   Ticking
   Tocking
   Wasting the hours away

For what pleasure do I owe
    To you
    To me
    For the wonder of this stay

Where are you going?
    Wait
    Come back
    Were you even here at all?

The dark oak whispers
    Its song
    Its cry
    A emotion of feeling too small

Where are my children?
    My love
    My flowers
    My sweet honey bee

Where have they gone?
    Away
    So far
    All because of me?

Deep tracks in the snow
    To follow
    Not follow
    Ground buried deep

Wind on a mountain
    Blowing soft
    On the top
    Of the mountain so steep

Can darkness turn
    To light?
    To hope?
    To anything other than emptiness?

Can the light run
    As fast as
    The clouds?
Oct 24

Song Of My Life

I sing of

    My brother, his chubby hand grasping my finger

    Music, welcoming me with open arms

    Friendship, where I can be myself

    Writing, an escape from reality

The thought of normal, thrown out the window

All a part of my life

A life that is alive within

    Trees rustling in the breeze

    Cars talking endlessly to each other

    Steam rising off of a savory pizza slice

    A warm hand gently holding mine

    Ice cream melting like happiness on my tongue

    Dancing with the waves in the ocean

    Seeing the smiling faces that surround me

    Reading the footprints that make the sidewalk

    Mending the cracks in a broken heart

A life with sounds that live within

    Scratching sounds of pencils, decorating my life

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