Nestled and nurtured in the rolling, safeguarding valleys of some otherworld,
a quiet town,
known by few,
braces for the approaching cold.
In preparation, Eos dusts the morning meadows with frost,
and the maple drinks the final sun,
making room for other colors to
dance across the boughs and the mountainside.
The inhabitants of this town may fly away for a while,
or thicken their pelts,

Raging Introvert

I’m extremely introverted. What does that mean? You may ask. The answer is, “a person who frays away from crowds and is quiet and reluctant.” I’ve never thought of this is as a weakness. More of a strength. I’m okay with being different than others. I’ve always been an “on my own” kind of person. Often people say that I’m “lonely” or “sad”, but I don’t mind being alone sometimes. I do my best thinking when I’m alone. I have a vivid imagination.

Sometimes I think my soul is a wild horse,
Plunging forward,
Untamable
Black, corse mane whipping in the wind.

Strong and courageous
Running for miles 
Through choking dust and shimmering heat.

Yet also timid,
Shying from the unexpected
And immobilized by terror.

Sometimes I think my soul is a caged bird
Wings beating cold metal,
Barely contained.

Extraordinary yet fragile,
With hollow bones

The woods were my home
More than my house
They were where I danced
Where I played
Where I went to escape
the crushing sensation brought down on me by school
Expectations
People
Life

They are where I stored my most precious memories of childhood
Tucked under the roots, between the leaves
Are those I will never give up
Memories of collecting sap
Playing house
Exploring
Wandering to clear my head

From above, she was nothing. 

 

peace day is here
waiting for the bell
to let us know 
that Peace day starts now

the bell rings
we are free
no one fights
not even me 

we are not at war
we are at home
where we are safe
we all get along

we all are having fun
not fighting all the time
no killing or suisides
we are nice to each other 
we are heling wounds

peace day can go on forever

At my school, we don't really celebrate Peace Day. However, the nearby elementary schools do, so NHS (National Honors Society) members have the option of going to hike Tucker Mountain (which is really more of a hill) with the elementary schoolers and spend the day on the top. This year is my first year in NHS, so I didn't go last year, obviously. However, I have heard that it went slightly differently last year.