Monday, September 21, 2015

If I Were To Change the World

If I were in charge of the world
I'd cancel crunchy peanut butter,
physical activity,
bad thoughts and also
the evening news.

If I were in charge of the world
there'd be happy memories shared by all,
more popcorn,
and more time would be spent playing games.

If I were in charge of the world
you wouldn't have school.
You wouldn't have weekdays
You wouldn't have a bad time.
Or "You have to follow the rules."
You wouldn't even have rules.

If I were in charge of the world
a cow would be a vegetable.
All movies would feature Toby McGuire.
And a person who sometimes forgot to tie their shoes
would still be allowed to be
in charge of the world.


Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Dreams For the Future

                Like most people I have many short term and long term goals that I pursue. I venture closer to these goals everyday through my actions and my attitude towards life. Goals are important for me to have because they keep me on track and remind me what I am working for when I feel down. Everyone should have goals and I believe they are essential to a happy lifestyle.
                Some short term goals that I currently have is to graduate high school and get into the right college. In order to achieve this goals I know that I must actively pursue them and have a good work ethic. Accomplishing this will propel me forward in life and help establish myself for further down the road in life. In addition, another short term goal is going to the state quarterfinals with my soccer team. Although, completing this goal will not further myself later in life, I would like to perform well for my team and coach.

                The biggest long term goal I currently have is to get a job. Even though I do not currently know what I want to do as my profession, I want to do something in mathematics. Math has always been my favorite subject and school and I believe I will be the happiest in one of these careers. In order to see this goal through I know that I must accomplish many smaller goals and continue to have a positive attitude in life and in school.

Flying Away

Fleeting thoughts leave my mind
Left with an emptiness unknown to man
Yet I am still here
Inching my way through life
Never knowing which way to turn
Going on and on

Awakened by my soul
Wanting me to leave
Away I walk
Youthfully I travel

Friday, September 11, 2015

Chestnut's Tail

The men were in dark British uniforms on tall, dark horses. The beautiful stallions pranced the street of London like they owned the town. However, life was not well for the horses, unaccustomed to the staggering weight of the British officers the horses started to suffer from back problems. The poor horses lugged people around all day without any pay. At night they talked about unionizing, but who would represent them. They elected Chestnut as their all powerful leader. The next day he took to the streets advocating for equal horse rights. The police did not respond kingly to Chestnut's demands and pistol whipped him in the face. Chestnut was crazy messed up at this point and more police where coming at him. One pistol whip after another and Chestnut was bleeding from everywhere. It was not looking good for horse rights or Chestnut. He had seen better days and was not performing well at his new job. Chestnut stated that there was nothing more that he could do, and how he had failed his fellow horses, he was so very sorry.

Writers Dreaming

5.) Could you live this way? Do you talk too much or too little? What could you learn if you listened more and spoke less? How could you grow as a person by speaking more?

Answer: I don’t think that I could live the way Angelou did after her major trauma at age seven. I think that I probably talk too little as it is. If I listened more and spoke less I would hardly ever speak at all. If this were to occur though I believe that I would learn more about other people and things in general. If I spoke more as a person I believe I would be able to branch out and be more personable.

6.) Are you comfortable using another language? Which languages would you like to be fluent in? Why those? Or do you think speaking English is good enough because you live in America and that’s all we should need to live here?

Answer: Although I can’t speak any other language fluently besides English, I am comfortable using another language. If I were to become fluent in another language I would probably choose Spanish because of the close proximity to Mexico and the amount of Spanish speakers in this country. It would also look good on a resume and would be very helpful if I ever travel one of the many Spanish speaking countries of the world.

7.) Are you a person who remembers everything or someone who remembers almost nothing? Which periods or times in your life are clearest? Fuzziest? Do you have better recall of the times you consider happy or the ones you consider sad or embarrassing or uncomfortable?

Answer: I am a person who remembers almost nothing, unless I consciously make an effort to remember something. The clearest memories I have in my life have occurred in the last five years and the fuzziest are the first five years of my life. I can better recall sad memories because they stand out among the numerous happy memories that I have.

9.) What things do you do to occupy your small mind in a positive way? What are your biggest distractions when you need to get something done?


Answer: One of the activities I do on a regular basis to occupy my small mind is read. They are a great way to pass the time and allow me to relax and escape from the world. In addition, reading also helps me calm down after a long day and constantly become a better reader. The biggest distraction I experience when trying to get something done is when I check my phone. Whether it be replying to a text message or just browsing Reddit, I can spend a tremendous amount of time on my phone when I should be doing something else.

Friday, September 4, 2015

Orangeinal Title

                Everything around me was blue. I looked up to the night sky for directions. Guided by the stars, I was slowly making my way across the Pacific Ocean. I am the captain of this vessel and bestowed upon my shoulders sits my colorful parrot. He keeps me company and helps spot approaching icebergs. Yesterday as we were sailing, the water was so clear that I was able to look down and observe the fish swimming around and the vibrant coral moving in the current of the water.

                Everything around me turned red. After a week without sunscreen my skin was now turning a different color, I was badly sun-burnt. The burning sun beat down on me day after day and without any rest. The heat was unbearable, but even worse was that I had developed a rash on my lower back. I had eaten lobster the day before and had a violent reaction to it. Before long I started bleeding from my rash and it wouldn’t stop. The water in the basin of our boat was now tainted with blood and turned a murky color.

                Suddenly everything turned green. With the last amount of energy I had left I crash landed on a tropical island. The grass was lush and densely packed. The trees were fully grown, and many of them bore fruit. Starved from my long journey, I gorged myself with kiwis, avocados, and even limes. I even found some aloe vera and was able to cover some of my previous wounds.


                Then everything turned yellow. I made my way through the banana infested island and eventually found a road. I hailed a taxi and rode to the nearest village. They provided with a bath and a rubber ducky to entertain myself. After I had cleaned up, I gathered my things bought some pencils and started writing about my journey.

Thursday, September 3, 2015

Paint Chip Inspired Pieces

Under the Hood
My name is Rico Sanchez. I am a giraffe living under the streets of the hood. If you thought living in the hood was bad, you should try living under it. I came here seeking asylum from the government. After I escaped prison I climbed the latter of society down into the sewers were I have spent the last twenty years of my life. I am a street rat. I survive off sewer water and the essence of food. Nothing can stop me. The only problem that I have run into down here, is the ceiling. Giraffes weren’t designed to live in a confined space, they were meant to be free, frolicking in pastures. Such is life. To compensate for my height I have permanently broken my neck at a ninety degree angle. It hurts some times, but darn it if it doesn’t work. The sewer has made me stronger and with this power I have decided to leave this forsaken place, but only at night. Under the cover of night I venture into the hood to pursue vegetation. No grass, bush, or tree is safe. I am a herbivore at heart, but a carnivore in spirit. Alas, I am nothing more than a street rat and know that my place is in the sewers. So, before the sun rises I venture back into the underground where I spend the rest of my day wondering aimlessly through the tunnels.

Coconut Milk
Christmas tine
Originally began
Circa 1920
On Christmas day 
No way around that,
Until the 1920's
The Christmas holiday was widely considered a myth

Marked as a fable
In time,
Life would have no meaning without
Kristmas





Fresh Guacamole


Chips are not the best
but add guacamole and
you got a party







Hook Shot

Captain my Captain,
why did you shoot me man
Captain why Captain.













Free-verse Poem

The Queen is never right
advised by her delightful canary
her decisions are often sour like lemons
She is the queen of France
a dainty women
ruling a magical kingdom
and serving sensational lemon meringue pie