FIFTY

  As a    
Celebration
Of my
    Fiftith post
 I would just
Like to
 Say thank you
     For all
   Of those who
Read my blog.
        Thanks
 For making
  My work seem
Appreciated, even
        If it's just
  To me.

WITH A SMILE

She laughed as the soft snow fell at her face. The large group of people was too busy, angrily shoving and pushing to get in front, to recognize the noise. Cold wind swept across their paths causing several to murmur even louder about the annoying situation, but she simply watched her hair swirl around in the wind. She had always been a happy girl; some called it ignorant or pure stupidity but she never cared enough to listen. So she stood there waiting with a bright smile on her face as the snow fell faster and harder.

GAMES OF HEART

I don't want
To call names.
Just stop
Playing games.
Let me know
Or let me go.
I don't think I can
Take much more;
Besides, this really
Shouldn't
Be a war.
My heart and head
Are fighting
And you're
Just inciting.
So stop it
And decide.

LOOKING OUT

The computer screen flashed in the dark room. With his head on the keyboard, snoring filled the otherwise quiet room. His glasses were askew and drool had formed into a small puddle by the computer's mouse. It had been a while since he had last fallen asleep.
The room was full of documents, wires, and computers. With the only light bulb broken it looked gloomier than normal, which was saying something. He had spent so much of his life in that room; now the real life seemed like a video game or the computer program of the day. This is what he knew and he was okay with that.
So he slept in the game world, never looking out from under those fantasy adventures.

She was an intelligent girl with only one goal in mind, to get educated. When she stepped out of the classroom her nose fell instantly into a book. She would walk into the cold with her essential books to warm her face. She was a small town girl trying to make her way in the world but simply couldn't put aside all of the facts, readings, and homework.
So she walked from class to class with a textbook in hand, never looking out from under those pages of adventure and knowledge.

NEVER

Laid there
   Facing the wall
Silent tears streaked down
   Face
Never letting people see

Always shut out
   Never letting people in
Scared of the world
   And what it can hold

PRETTY

I never understood how truly pretty I was until that moment. After seeing so many pictures of my life, I realized that I actually was beautiful. It wasn't because there weren't any weird faces or messed up hair styles but instead because I really looked at myself. All my life people have said how I'm so pretty: how I have a perfect nose, hair, eye lashes, skin, and body. I guess I got lost in all of the imperfect things and focused on the negative instead of positives. But now I remembered, now I am gorgeous.

THEN

Then they ran to each other just like in the movies. James loudly called Ann's name as he slowly sprinted towards her. Her long hair flowed in the wind causing a slow motion feeling. They wrapped into each other with a warm embrace. He held her lovingly and,
Then suddenly lifted Ann into the air. She giggled and spread out her arms while he spun. They laughed and spun with heads raised and eyes closed.
Then there was a sharp pain, James had hit into something. With eyes still closed he went to softly put her down. But the object wasn't there anymore and James opened his eyes to realize Ann in mid air over a several foot drop. Without thinking he threw her out, not wanting Ann to harm herself with the debris straight below.
Then they both fell.

QUESTIONS

            There was
         A room
      Full of
   Questions.
But I dared
   Not even
      Look into
         The door
            For fear that
         They might
      Leak out
   Through
The crack.

BOOKS

She stepped into the warm room and was consumed with the thought of books. They were everywhere she looked: all along the shelves, in the hands of the busy buyers, and even a few were scattered across the ground. Immediately she walked past the many people to the unnoticed part of the store. This was the part she always went to, the farthest and completely secluded corner. She would sit there for hours just smelling the books and taking in all of the different adventures and characters inside of them. After her readings she would always walk out with a stack of purchased books for a library of her own.

THE BABY

Kimmy sat there with the small infant in her arms. Slowly she rocked in the chair to soothe the baby back to sleep. It was early in the morning and her appearance showed it: with a robe, tired eyes, and a messy hairdo. She was completely exhausted and every muscle seemed to ache. But as she looked at the babe in her arms all of the discomfort, frustrations, and weariness seemed to disappear. The small baby filled her with such love and charity. She wanted to care for it, protect it, and be the best she possibly could be for the young infant. Ever so gradually the sun crept through the window as she sat, staring lovingly at that young baby.

NEW

All of it was new again:
   the feelings,
      the sites,
   the sounds.
It could all become
   something else,
      something less,
         something more.
Choices were now endless
As they started off in the new.