Odd thing# 14

Run

Cool brisk air slaps me in the face

Saying

Wake up

Running

It’s dark like dark chocolate on my tongue as I breathe

Swing my arms

Soar

Legs work against pounds of concrete

Feet slap against pavement making a beat for the birds to sing to

The sun rises slowly

I speed up

My legs burn with the sun

Then there is no more cool air

Only heat

And I sweat

Sticky

I want to stop

I breathe harder

My lungs laboring hard

My heart is slamming itself against the walls of my insides

Odd thing #13

Swing tap

Pulsating rhythms speak to me

Talent shines on the stage

I feel the beat in my bones

I Plunge into the music

I let my body melt into its essence

To be seized by its steady thrum 

i love the feeling of wanting to dance, not knowing what i can do then surprising myself as i make a move.

Odd thing #12

If you want to be something and you cant, be nothing

But then again you can’t be nothing because to be nothing is a something even though it’s nothing. So if you can’t be something and you can’t be nothing, then be you. 

in other words...i honestly dont know how to explain this one.

Odd thing #11

Air rumbles
Tree tumbles

Mountain shakes
The earth quakes 

scary that i experienced an earth quake, it was all the way from Washington.

odd thing#10

Tinkling china

Scent of red rose

Touches my nostrils with its steaming tendrils

And as I dream I live to sip

Upon this flowery tasteful nectar

Taken from a rose

This moment now I live

In the moment

I have lived to this moment

Taking one sip

Feel it on my tongue

One sip

One moment

One life to this moment

And as I swallow

I wonder how I have come

To sit here on this day, this month, this year

To drink this

To taste this

In a moment 

in other words, we have only lived up to this moment.

odd thing # 9

Sand grinds

Sun shines

Sunburns on my thighs

Face red

Skin dead

So alive while water rushes over me

in other words, i love a day at the beach, getting nice and sunburned and feeling so tired when i get home :D

Odd Thing # 8

Descriptions crisp on my tongue

Freshen my uncolored mind with blooming talent

in other words, i love words, how they sound together, and i believe they can make one more of a colorful person. sorry about not posting much.

odd thing # 7

Little lights

Twinkle shine

Stare at the twine

No perfect lines

                       

Simple limbs

Wire bends

Standing tall, this humble family tree…

In other words, I like how my family has a fake tree but we cover it up with such nice lights and ornaments, that it looks a pretty as any Christmas tree.