I just couldn't resist.

But really.

Airborne

"Dance is a song of the body; either of joy or pain."

Youth

A favorite of mine.

I know who goes before me.

The Ocean

There is an ocean.
Its depths are unimaginable, unthinkable, and dark.
Some simply float on its surface: safe, dry, ignorant.
Others plunge beneath, and begin to explore. They are fascinated, and confused, because they do not understand what they have entered into. They gasp in awe of what they see, and their lungs fill with the murk, and they drown.
Some, however, know what lies within.
They know the depths, because the depths are their own.
These are the ones who learn to breathe underwater.
These are the ones who survive.

War All The Time

The hopeless are the ones with the most hope. They just don't always realize it.
Listen to the lullaby...

I'm a writer...just not in Spanish.

Write a poem? I can do that.

Make it rhyme? I can do that too.

Write a poem in Spanish? Okay...I suppose I can try that.

Write a poem in Spanish and make it rhyme? What? What are you asking? I...wha...but...

Yeah, this is what I came up with:

 

El Oso

Hay un loco oso

Y el oso el coloso

Y un poco grandioso

Y tal vez voluptuoso

Por lo que ve muy chistoso

Y no es malicioso

Pero es caballeroso

Que me parace maravilloso

 

 

*facepalm*