Infinity Chamber!!!!

Author's Note: This is about the infinity chamber at the art museum. It was one of my favorite pieces and this poem is about what it felt like inside the chamber. If you missed seeing it hopefully this poem will give you an idea on what it was like.

Suddenly your weightless,
stepping out into the stars,
all around you.

Below you, next to you,
you are surrounded.
The light reflecting off your eyes.

Floating weightlessly in space,
the stars, never ending,
glow brightly against the dark sky.

Millions of stars,
all shining bright,
little specks in the sky.

A voice calls,
a door is opened.
Your journey into space is over, at least for now.

Turtle

Author's Note: Turtle is a little girl in the Bean Trees. She is only about 3 and Taylor Greer, the main character in the book, kind of gets stuck with her. At first she will not speak or anything but soon she starts to talk and act like a normal child. When Taylor gets her she looks like she was beat-up, with bruises everywhere. This is a poem about little Turtle. HOPE YOU ENJOY IT!!!!



An innocent child
Battered and bruised
by the ones she loved.

She faces the world alone
inside her shell
isolating herself from the world.

A complete stranger
takes her under her wing
to show her to trust and to forgive.

It starts as a giggle
a small little noise,
that brightens everyone’s day.

She soon starts to show,
that she is slowly crawling out of her shell,
she is learning to trust the people around her.

She still has moments
where she hides in her shell,
hiding until she knows she is safe.

Halloween Night

Author's Note: For my independent writing piece I decided to do something for Halloween. This is a ghost story, which are most common for Halloween. I hope you enjoy it!

The house is dark and I'm alone. I flop on my bed, thankful for the silence. I put the earbuds of my IPod in my ears and turn the volume up. It's 10:00 and my family is out trick-or-treating but I decided to stay home this year. Lying on my bed thinking about past Halloweens, the candy, counting it, sorting, trading. I'm staring up at the ceiling when the door downstairs crashes open. I hear it slam shut from the force of it opening. I listen for voices signaling the arrival of my family, but none comes. A few minutes later the floorboards creak under the weight of the figure. I'm so freaked out that I don't move, I can't move. I hear the thumping on the stairs, and the thumping of my heart against my chest, telling me they are coming up here. I pull the covers on top of me so no part of me is seen, hoping that this will make me invisible. I hear my door creak open and I peek out from under the covers. No one is standing there and downstairs I hear the joyful laughter of my little brother and sister. I get out of my bed and head downstairs and I heard a soft whisper, "Happy Halloween sweetheart…" The voice sounded like my mother's. The same mother that has been dead for 4 years.

Neighborhood

Author's Note: This is a stream of consciousness we did in class one day. I had to think back to when I lived in a neighborhood with more kids in it. Right now I live in an apartment complex so that didn't really help me get my concrete image.

I open a window and the sounds and smells rush in. The laughter of the children playing outside, the crackling of leaves as they jump into the giant piles on the side of the road. The talking about Halloween and what they will be. Shrieking and crying when someone is hurt. Parents rushing out the door to see what has happened to their child. The fresh autumn breeze carrying the scent of leaves, trees, and the beach down the road. The smell of carved pumpkins on the front porch. The twinkling lights hanging from the windows. Ghosts, Jack 'o' Lanterns, Skeletons, and spiders decorating the yard with lights and color. Children listen to music and dance and sing. Birds singing to each other way up in the trees.

New Blog

Ok I have to make a new blog because Google accounts doesn't recognize my username/password.(ugh!) So this will be my new blog and I will be posting my recent posts and essays here. So you will have to change the link on your blog if you have it and you will have to follow this one. Sorry about all of this...Thanks!