You are Beautiful

You are not beautiful the way humanity
defines beauty. You are beautiful the way
nature does. Like trees you tower.
Like skies, you float, you rain, you
thunder. As the oceans sing, you do.
You are beautiful the way wind sweeps
across a field. The way mountains peak
and birds fly. You are not beautiful
for humanity. You are beauty for yourself.

More than Me

It is not enough to believe
in me if you cannot speak
to me like we are inseparable.

Be a pillar that I can lean
against. Be a lounge chair
I can relax in. Be a tree

that shades me from my own
misgivings. Like a window,
let me see outside myself.

100th Post - 100 Things I'm Thankful For

1. Rephaelen
2. Skylah
3. Zane
4. Tirzah and Baruch
5. Family
6. Alarm Clocks
7. Coats
8. Vick's Vapor Rub
9. Winter Boots
10. Photographs 
11. Poetry
12. Books
13. Jane Austen
14. My Job
15. Portland Community College
16. Sleep
17. Trees
18. Health
19. Pastor King
20. My Church
21. Sis. King
22. My laptop
23. Music
24. Goals
25. Money
26. Electricity
27. Slippers
28. My followers! (BTW my dad called them disciples haha)
29. Tri-met
30. Turkey!
31. a bed
32. Downtown Portland
33. Shopping
34. Sales
35. Black Friday
36. Pen and Paper
37. Journal
38. Good Teachers/Professors 
39. Hollye
40. New Friends
41. Kleenex
42. Cough Drops
43. Pillows
44. water
45. Food
46. Coffee!
47. Starbucks
48. Chocolate
49. My Cell Phone!
50. Old movies
51. The show Lie to Me
52. The show Castle
53. Other Bloggers
54. Sweatshirts
55. Vacuum Cleaners
56. Holidays
57. Blankets
58. Heaters
59. Mentors
60. The Sun
61. Patience
62. Vehicles
63. Change
64. McDonald's Sweet Tea!
65. Airplanes
66. Forgiveness
67. Mercy
68. Grace
69. Jesus
70. Love
71. The ability to give
72. Kate
73. Washers and Dryers 
74. Snow
75. Shoes
76. Clothing
77. My house
78. Free things
79. Encouragement
80. Printers
81. Swing-sets
82. Lakes
83. Good waitresses
84. Attractive males
85. People who are comfortable with themselves
86. Volleyball
87. Games
88. The ability to read
89. America
90. Locks on doors
91. People who serve the country and community
92. Facebook
93. Laughter
94. Old movies
95. Clean rooms
96. Being caught up on HW. 
97. Traveling
98. The ocean
99. New crushes (totally makes life more interesting) 
100. Life.

What Teachers Make

I absolutely love this. Excuse the language - but I think he makes a great point!

Showing Off

I wrote this in the spirit of the habits poem I wrote a few days ago. I'm experimenting with using dialouge in a poem. 


I straightened my hair last night,
is a code sentence that my never
going away friend understands.
She gasps and asks how long
has it been like I have not been
a person with emotions for many
years. It is overrated. It takes
too long to get it perfect,
I admit. She sighs. Let yourself 
go. Nothing is perfect. But
I want perfection to halt
any curls or frizz that time may
eventually bring. But I don't 
want to like him. I sigh.

Inspiration is Your Name

You gave me something to write about.
But I won't call you
inspiration, because my movement
has been my free will, because
I don't need dinner
and a movie to be complete,
because I enjoy evening walks
by myself. I won't call you
anything more than friend,
and sometimes not even that.
Sometimes, not even call
at all. Sometimes, I will sit
and type words, phrases. Maybe
even a full sentence. But I won't
call you inspiration.

Character Evaluation

Lately, I've been messing with writing fiction since I'm taking a fiction class. I really enjoy developing and evaluating characters. This is just an exercise that I'm doing with someone specific in mind to get me thinking about the things not obvious in a person and the way others react to them. The "I" in this exercise is not necessarily me. 

1. I don't like your shoes. They are not quite black but not quite gray, like the color was a mistake that was never fixed. 
2. You make this expression. Your lip curls up to the left, and your eyebrows meet together. I don't know what this expression means. I think that it may be confusion.
3. When you walk into a room I don't smell volumes of cologne on you. Some guys drown themselves in it, and although it initially smells good, it is eventually overwhelming. 
4. You aren't photogenic. You look uncomfortable in most of your pictures; as if the camera's lens is a multitude starting at you.
5. You don't laugh often. Normally, it is just a smile.

Poem Draft

You embrace control
like a child attached
to a comfort blanket.
Each time you make a command
you smile with content,
never showing that uncontainable
seed of uncertainty.

Habits

A good friend and I both have this thing where we convince ourselves for as long as possible that we have no interest in a guy, even if we do. I find it amusing and that's where I got the idea for this.

They say that habits form over a period 

of time like mountains forming, tree limbs 

growing, canyons widening, and relationships

building, word by word. Sentence to sentence. 

They say that habits can either be good 

or bad. So I convince myself that my 

habitual thoughts of you only exist in order

to build a consistency of  not being attracted. 

They say that repetition is the key to beginning

or breaking a habit and so I repeat to myself 

the words of I don't like you, I won't like you,

I can't like you. Until I am only thinking of you. 

I've Been Away

I've been away from my own thoughts
like one takes a vacation away
from a job. I've been cruising
on the ocean of blank pages
while a waiter named Nothing
handed me fictional lemonades.
Two days ago I returned to find
that there was no welcome home
party. I only found that it takes
work to get back to one's self.