Thursday, December 29, 2011

tread lightly..

 mooshoo photographystep softly as you walk on by
for i can feel your weight

a heavy-ness in the air
can pull on me quite easily

for i am a sensitive soul

i walk quietly through....

like the natives  before me with no sound 
never known that i was there
with heavy heart
or weighty care

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

... company

i think all those screams lost to the wind
carried out
i think all those thoughts i thought so hard
traveled the waves
i think they came in with the tide
and over time
they swam in

and its funny to think
that the man by the water
had seen those same waves
and felt that same breeze

and maybe he heard
what no one else could
and maybe he pulled
just a bit closer to me

and slowly we met
and my speech became louder
my words became clearer
and suddenly i felt i heard

and though hes a stranger in so many ways
he seems to be something i can relate

for what we dont understand completely
we make up in love and stand by
and he listens to things
as my thoughts ramble on

and he gives me his hand to hold
even in harder times
and i take it quite willingly
and walk on besides him

Thursday, June 23, 2011


i always love climbing to the top
even with a fear of heights

not quite sure its a "fear" of heights
as much as it is a nervous or dizzy thing for me

scared ill fall?
or scared ill lose control and fling myself off the edge? 

either way i tend to try and face my fear of heights
because my love for climbing much outweighs it

plus once your at the top its always soo beautiful

Wednesday, January 12, 2011


once there was a boy
who met a woman
and pretended to be a man

and he dressed the part
 and talked the part
but couldnt stick to his plan

for when times got tough
and the woman would lean
the boy would run away

and the woman would cry
what could she do
there was nothing more to say

Friday, January 7, 2011

soft spoken

i am an original 
sais the quiet girl 
who gets a bit lost in a crowd of unique faces

i am what i am
sais the girl
as she does her best impression of the sailor man

but at the end of the day 
i must be happy 
and ok with the fact that most will never know me
most will never have heard of me
and most will continue on unaware of what was never presented to them

and so i am unique
sais the girl
in a proud quiet voice
that was heard only by a few
the few that mattered 
to her

carry on