Tuesday, June 28, 2011

"Symphony of the Night"- A Poem

 I sit on the porch
And listen
To the symphony of the night
Blazing through my ears.

My skin is porcelain colored
Under the silky moonlight
And my heart doesn’t know
What to think now

I try to guide it
With a gentle hand towards
But it won’t follow me

I wish he knew
How the moon looks different
When I think of him
Before I drift off to sleep

Thursday, June 23, 2011


My dream hideaway would consist of a bookstore. Inside the bookstore, the walls would be covered in old wallpaper with the colors burgundy, olive green, and gold mixed in. There would be a bay window right in the front beside the register. On display would be books stacked about 6 high and tied with worn ribbon. The store would smell of coffee and old paper. A sitting section would be in the center of the small store surrounded by mahogany bookshelves and quietness. The chairs would be soft, the kind you sink into. The books would be mostly aged, some new. It wouldn’t be a crowded bookstore, just enough regulars to keep it alive. They would be artists, writers, or young creators who like to be alone. It keeps them sane. Books would be organized in sections, but not fixed if put in the wrong section. The bookstore would be softly lit, with an old chandelier right under the entrance. This would be the comforting place where I’d hide myself away from the world.

Sunday, June 19, 2011


Summer has an air to it; a sort of endless feeling like new things are yours to learn. Time has graciously placed itself upon your doorstep and you can choose what you want to do with it. The nights are cool and crisp. They leave you lightheaded with fresh air and smiles. Everything is brighter than usual, giving off a fluorescent glow. You long for things, but you can’t exactly place what.

Saturday, June 4, 2011


"Living is like tearing through a museum. Not until later do you really start absorbing what you saw, thinking about it, looking it up in a book, and remembering - because you can't take it in all at once."

-Audrey Hepburn