Saturday, July 12, 2014

sisters

sisterhood is love
sisterhood is life
sisterhood is late 
4 a.m. nights.

sisterhood is late night chats
and early morning grumbles
sisterhood is hearing 
those morning tummy rumbles. 

sisterhood is without secrets,
(really, they don't exist)
sisterhood is making sure 
that everyone persists.

sisterhood is passing tests 
(and failing some too)
sisterhood is winding through
the college life zoo.

sisterhood is timeless
crafting nights (add glitter- times two!)
sisterhood is wedding days
and teary eyes too.

sisterhood is moving through 
life together- go! go! go!
sisterhood is knowing
that you're a Phi Rho.

Thursday, June 26, 2014

love

beautiful sunset
infinite rain
orange glossy evening
tears on terrain

these are the things
i can't live without
the glow of your smile
that adorable pout

Tuesday, June 17, 2014

No Title

what is in the future
what was in the past
what is in the present
will this really last?

times are gonna change
people won't, it's true
but maybe it is worth it
yes, even for you




Tuesday, June 10, 2014

see life

if you see through the eye of the needle
what could you expect to learn?
you could see nothing but a beetle
there is so much more for which to yearn.

you must stay wide and open-eyed
to know there is much more
go 'round the world for a ride
right down to the earth's core.

whether by horse or car or train
you must the world explore
sunrise, sunset, sunshine, or rain
see everything, adore.

see people, animals, places, things
for what they are, discern
see the beauty that life brings
how hope and joy do burn.

Monday, June 9, 2014

...away...

fly away, like a sparrow
in the sky, so lightly
fly away, a butterfly
through the bush, always.

float away, a lily pad
in the pond, adrift
float away, a boat
in the river, so lonely.




Thursday, June 5, 2014

Princess Nala

i'd like to be a cat
running all day until splat
knock over the drink
and not in the sink
Princess Nala is a brat

Wednesday, June 4, 2014

shhhhhhhhh...

i said i want to talk to you
they are only words that are meant for you
they are things i never say
anyone else would just run away

they are secrets and truths that i don't tell
because one of my greatest fears is when they yell
things that i keep to myself
telling others would be bad for their health

i used to be so smart, you see
i was cute and oh so pretty
then i made some big mistakes
that at night keep me awake

now i'm not looking for your sympathy
i only wish that you could hear me
i don't need help, i don't need hugs
but i need to rid myself of these bugs

memories, they're parasites that keep me here
much like hope but filled with fear
i wish that you could know me
so i wouldn't feel so lonely.