Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Sad Thoughts, Hopeful Wishes

          As the bright, tropic sun shone on my face, I thought about my previous adventures, not that they mattered anymore. My home had been destroyed years ago, but it seemed like just yesterday I was hunting mogtans for food. Why? Why did I have to be the one to lose my home, and everything else I held close? I clenched a conch shell in my hand, pressed it against my wounded heart, and wept. Sure, I knew it wouldn't help anything, but I felt good laying there. I just relaxed my muscles and dozed off, hoping it was all a dream…

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Sitting on a Cliff Overlooking a Forest…

As I sat there, overlooking the forest, a mutual calmness was created within every living cell of my being. There were many kinds of trees in that forest, but one stood out among the rest. It was the old oak tree that sat in a clearing near the center of the forest. After sitting there for over thirty years, it had grown very large, but it seemed to be just as healthy as it was thirty years ago. It was quite majestic, for a tree. I began to advance towards it's beauty, as if I was in a trance. I heard a cracking noise. Only then did I realize that I had reached the edge of the cliff. It crumbled away and I deployed my emergency parachute. If there was one thing I had learned from my parents, it was to always come prepared for anything. As I glided through the open sky, I located my father's cabin, sitting under that old oak tree. I steered towards it. I managed to land in front of the cabin, just in time for lunch.

Friday, October 1, 2010

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Sitting on a Pier on a River...

As I sat on the pier that stretches into the icy cold river, I found comfort from the sound of the rushing rapids. A trio of birds were singing a familiar song, but I couldn't make it out. Though it was pointless to try, I attempted to get closer to the wondrous singing. Unfortunately, as I was expecting, they flew away in a hurry. I returned to the pier and stuck my bare feet in the water, only to realize  it wasn't very deep at this point in the river, and I just stuck my feet into two inches of wet mud. I went further down the river where it was deeper and washed my dirty feet. Suddenly, I began to feel very hot, and I remembered the lake wasn't much further. But before I had a chance to go swimming, my mother called me in for lunch, we were having my favorite, pizza. Therefore, I went inside with a hungry look on my face.

Monday, September 20, 2010