Something Yellow


There is something in the bright yellow of a dandelion that makes me smile.

Something sweet in the golden drip of honey,

The way it turns your frown ever so slowly into a smile,

Like the sun, glowing down at you a bright, white yellow.

Happiness and yellow are interchangable in my mind.



 

Fine Wind, Clear Morning:
  
Tall red peaks with snow.
A huge valcano waiting.
To explode, erupt.

 

The girl tosses her long brown curls desend down her shoulders, her smile glows like a million fireflys, her perfect skin smooth her portrait oval with red lips like cherries.

When you wake up.

the cold air whisks around your face.

Fresh.
Walking down to the lakeside.

a thick mist visible on the clear surface.

You push your boat into the water and clamber in.
Your hands skim the icy surface of the lake. 

you dip your paddle into the water.

Sending ripples into the crystal surface.
You descend into the mist.

it tingles on your skin.

but the early morning summer light rises.
And the mist recedes into the cold damp woods.
 

(I would choose snow)

Snow the way it falls onto the ground
the impact, soft like a feather
yet hard making the green and brown world pure white.
The way the sun reflects off of it bouncing into your eyes and blinding you.
untill when you open your eyes.
you see the white wonderland.
 

Wow Im bored, I think thats why im searching for something to write about. Yawn im kind of tired and hungry, daaaad is dinner almost ready. I wonder if its going to rain again, wow i have a very random train of thought. Oh My chromebook is gonna die i need a charger. Oh dang it we have long math tomorow NOOOOOOOOO. I think im gonna draw, but then I have to think of something to draw and i have to stand up and get the supplys but im comfy. I keep on getting the same spotify ad, its getting really old. Ooooh my dog is here YAY, oh wow she is soft, why is my dog sniffing my rug, odd, i wonder if i dropped a chip or something. She is eating a peice of tofu, she is so cute. I cant even stand how cute she is, i want to give her a huuuug.
 

If you squint your eyes you see the brightness in the darkest room
If you listen closly you hear laughter in a crowd.
If you tast a lemon a you tast sweetness.
If hate someone you love them just a little bit
If you think somethings ugly you'll find its beautiful.

 

Always falling.
Losing control.
the screaming of the thunder.

The wild wind cries through the night.
As tears of rain fall from the sky.
Wild star eyes barely visible behind clouds of black hair.