Deep

The poems are deep,
they can shift feelings like a wave,
they can be a smooth feelings,
they can be very nimble,
have a looming powder affect,
placid your thoughts,
and cause flowering of new ones.

Seasonal Change

We notice the seasonal change,
the colors turn bright,
the plantains are harvested,
you have summer coming around,
the mountains whisper lullaby's,
spring is such a beautiful season,
the misted mornings are always the best.

Robin's Egg

So high in the tree
Robin's birds nest oh so clean
There is eggs hatching

I am…

I am…

The daughter of my loving, giving, nice mother, raised in many different towns, a life on the move, the oldest of 4.

A sister, the first to have my own room, the first to get all my mother’s attention, the first to get whatever I wanted when I wanted it.

A granddaughter that spent most her days with grandma, gardening, mowing, camping, raking leaves, playing outside, swimming, eating popcorn, late night movies.

A Kickapoo cheerleader, loud and spunky, cooperative, teamwork, my second family, my life, average grades, hard-working, loving, young lady.

I am…

Chicken, skinny long legs, loud and obnoxious, and mean.

A noodle, tall and flexible

A steak, you never know what flavors are being held inside, just like secrets.

I am…

Jamaica, warm hearted, welcoming, pretty and fun.

Cozumel, Mexico. Spanish speaking, welcoming, clear water you can see through.

Texas, where everything bigger is better, where the heart is.

Florida, sunny, loving, wavy, and outgoing.

I am…

Fuzzy socks, from all types of patterns. Stripes, solid colors, multiple colors, soft fuzzies.

Pink ugg boots, fuzzy and soft, warm, bright.

Sweatpants, warm and comforting, dull, lazy, trendy.

I am…

A brown eyed, tan skin, tall and linky young lady.

Colorful wearing clothes, side pony tail, micro braids.

I am… From the top of my head to the tip of my toes… I am not perfect.