Monday, March 3, 2014

I Carry Five Things

  As I walk down the road that is my life,
       I carry five things.
One, I hold dear to my heart.
Another, I can never run away from.
Two, make up who I am.
And the other keeps me walking down this sometimes bumpy path.

   The sun's rays sparkle across my hand.
         A ring, given by my grandmother,
Contains the memories and love that will stay on this Earth when its giver
         Ventures to another.
A birthday gift that was once lost and is now found.
   A piece I cannot walk without.

    My eyes drift to sparkling dew on Spring blooms, shimmering Summer waters, the changes of Fall, and the coziness of Winter.
 Yet, I dart from thunder storms to dangers of the urban jungle to disappointment in the dry, decaying soil.
 I carry my memories much like nature carries wind.
     The times he liked me and my family laughed till they were blue.
     The times when they purposely ignored me or I did not fit in.
They change like the direction of the wind.
   I can never run away from the wind that chases me as I walk, but it continues to push me forward with or without a smile on my face.

   Now the sun is shining in my eyes.
         Searching for me and
   My grand stubbornness,
   Hidden strong will,
   And shy beauty.
The rays shimmer amongst my high expectations for myself, friends, and family.
    They linger on my want to be care free
    And the goody two shoes I am.
To them,
    I am a tree with different branches of thinking and believing.
They create different opportunities for me as forks in the road.
    I just have to choose who I am.

    I look up and see my dreams soar
Higher
       And higher
                   Into the sky.
    I look to moving pictures and colorful canvasses.
A stable and wonderful living with a beautiful family and the perfect man.
    I chase these dreams because I want them to come true.
    They soar higher, so I run faster.
My dreams are my guides on this road I walk.

   My heart beats with the energy of my heroes.
My mother, father, and sisters.
Spielberg, Disney, and Hughes.
   Each have their own meaning and purpose in helping me to achieve my goals.
Be it a life, guidance, laughter, comfort, or challenge.
   Their inspiration flows through my veins and into my heart.
They keep me alive on this road.
I can never falter from step as long as I have my heroes at my side.

    I carry five things as I walk.
One, I hold dear to my heart.
Another, I can never run away from.
Two, make up who I am.
And the other keeps me walking down this road that is my life.

3 comments:

  1. I love that you chose to do this post as a poem! So creative. We have always shared our super- artsy dreams. I think that being an artist is attractive to me for multiple reasons; one being the idea of leaving behind a physical legacy.

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  2. Not commenting for the assignment, but to just say how awesome it is you wrote the post as a poem! Such lovely stanzas.

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