Archive for the ‘Poetry’ Category

The Locked Door

The locked door,

Day after day past it I go,

What lies inside?

I never shall know.

The locked door,

Who holds the key?

No one really knows,

But it is not me.

Boiler Room Door - 11 b

The Mistake

The Mistake

Beauty from Chaos

All through the night, icy winds blew. Snow was cast to the ground then whisked back into the air; gales stripped the world of its warmth. Inside the house, lights flickered as forces of nature riotously clashed outside.

Sometime around dawn, the riot stopped. The wind blew itself away, leaving an eerie silence in its wake. The morning sun shone brightly on the pebbly ice and snow covered landscape. In the chaos of nature a beautiful scene was created.

Ice 20Feb - AA

My Favorite Place to Visit

My Favorite Place to Visit

A Girl With a Book

Nearly a decade ago a young girl read a book about another young girl who had dreams of becoming a newspaper reporter. In the book, the young girl produced a family newspaper. With her camera she took pictures which she included in her newspaper. This tale inspired the young reader to start her own family newspaper.  For about a year the girl made a newspaper for her family every week and even included photos she had taken with the camera she had received from her parents. She brought the camera everywhere she went, including to her family reunion where she photographed her relatives. This was the first time she had been to a reunion in a long time and she knew very few people.  Normally timid and quiet, behind the camera she was brave and confident, and she learned that meeting new people was less scary than she had previously thought.

Upon arriving home and reviewing the photos she had taken, she, with the encouragement of her parents, entered some of her photos into a competition at the county fair. Her pictures did exceedingly well and she learned it wasn’t so scary to highlight her abilities in the public.

A few years later, now more fully grown but still in her youth, she received an unexpected phone call.  The caller was a board member of a club to which the girl belonged and explained that the club was in desperate need of a replacement newsletter editor for the upcoming year. The girl, knowing she had the skills required because of her experience making a family newspaper, agreed to the request and accepted the position. As the newsletter editor, the girl learned that meeting deadlines and maintaining professionalism was quite satisfying.

Looking back, now as a young woman anticipating college, she realizes the book was a bigger influence than she realized. Reading the book had inspired her to develop skills and confidence. What seemed to be a simple choice of a young girl lead to profound self-discovery.

A Quilt

 

She soothes the troubled heart with her warm embrace. She cares for you when you are sick and need to rest. She protects you when the world is cold and unwelcoming. She is the faithful friend who wipes away your tears. She tells the stories of those who have come before. The quilt made with care, reminds you of times and people that although gone, will live forever in your memory.