just a memory of mine

Wake(up)Boarding

An early rise

the lake is still

like glass it shines 

motionless & tranquil

i wait my turn
i admire the lake

  watching the kid ride by

gliding effortlessly across the wake

through squinted eyes i continue to gaze

 too early to be fully conscious 

the sun puts me into a daze

i extend my legs and relax

welcoming the sun

as it beams on my back

in my ears the speakers cry

competing with the wind

this is my lullaby

the boat is my cradle

it rocks me to sleep 

allowing my body to rest
and my dreams to steep

leeeeetle gurl

florida 1995?

oh adult life.

ive only dabbled my feet in its waters & am already not too fond of it

the water is too cold

id much rather bathe in the jacuzzi of youth

stressful holiday season. stay balanced kids. happy holidays! C:

lightin up some trees ;P

jokes aside, this.is.winter.twenty.ten

happy holly days everyone C: 

waka flocka FLAME

the smell of the logs

burning, crackling, and popping

put marshmallows in your hot coco

because its the perfect topping

for when it gets cold outside

and your cheeks turn rosy

theres nothing better than a fire place

by which you can get warm and cozy

& im off. gonna kick up my feet & burn some free time. pun intended :P

earthlingo

music to my ears 

music no one hears

earths shedding tears

winds throwing spears

humans are all just peers

in the white room? haha

i dont know whats with all this poetry  lately. anyways, just walked my dogs and was feeling inspired....

a fond memory

in my mind it grows

i savor every time that it snows

the brightness outside

& how the ground glows

where ever does the darkness go?

I Cant Believe Its Not Butter[fly]

a butterfly

with wings that inspire me

you color my world

unique and serene

you flutter through my mind

dancing with my thoughts

you are one of a kind

my colored pencil attempt

my extraterrestrial thoughts

like an alien

i walk a new planet

i seek new relationships

i breath new air

i dream different dreams

i see through different eyes

i explore different grounds

and if i ever feel lost

i will always have the stars above

where goes the sun

where goes the sun
on such a winters day
where goes the sun
when i still want to play
where goes the sun
so warm and bold
where goes the sun
leaving me dark and cold

here comes the moon
the stars
the night
speckles in the sky
what a delight
off to bed, i dream with the sun
leaving the night to have all the fun

peaches&cream

life.
is like a peach tree

some branches are heavy
bursting with peaches
they hang low
low enough to grab a peach
with little effort
we taste perfection

when the peaches are eaten
we crave more

and so there are the other peaches
high up
we gaze at them with squinted eyes
in the sun, they gleam
so plump and juicy
they seem unattainable
we leap and we grab with no luck

but with more effort
more time
more thought
we somehow reach them
we shake the top branch
and shower in the gems falling from above
holding each one with meaning
then devouring in joy
we taste the sweetness of success

youthful skies

perched upon a sandy gravel roadside
who swivels a truck atop a castle of sand
with shoulders welcoming the sun
the day young as the soul
-BR

my new boyfriend

"The finest qualities of our nature, like the bloom on fruits, can be preserved only by the most delicate handling. Yet we do not treat ourselves nor one another thus tenderly." -Henry David Thoreau <3

AMEN

"love" backwards...

sounds like "EVIL"
haha.
just watching a movie...and just realized something

all these movies. tv shows. with these false perceptions of love and stuff.
i dont know about other people, but it kinda makes me feel crappy. haha stuff like that just doesnt happen. c'mon really? haha...or maybe it does...

because everytime i start to feel myself thinking "wow, really?" during a movie...
i think of the times when im shopping or bikeriding and see an old couple holding hands. or the time i saw a 70 year old couple having a picnic during sun set in a park. those raw moments, those are real. those werent written and edited and then acted out perfectly. they just happen. just like that.

what if? just what if? love backwards isnt evil, but evil backwards is love.

put that in your trippy mushroom man pipe and smoke it :P

On my mind now...

yeahhh im a nerd and write down random thoughts/ideas i have throughout the day/week. so i found these rando notes and thought i should post them here so people can go on a trip in my head.
Be careful not to bring too many people on the trip though, cuz ya know my brain is so huge there wont be much room.....


-its quite peculiar when even though so many people &/or things around you are changing, you feel remotely the same as you always were. & catching a fleeting glimpse of your past is like imagining your approaching future

-sleeping is so cool if you think about it. For 9ish hours you are unaware of the world around you, but at the same time you are intrigued by the world you create in your head. & sometimes you dont even remember what you did in that world when you wake up.


yea okbye

school of thought

We go to school for many years. but quite frankly we are & will always be learning. We learn about ourselves daily. Be it 2am or 5pm. Its not something a book can explain. Its like a never ending research paper called "What the Buck Am I Doing". But no matter how much research is done, a finite conclusion is never reached. Perhaps we are the teacher & the student of the life we live. AHH never mind haha

life is a long road that gets paved by a plethora of people. Where are you going?

Brie France 1968

lifeasweknowit

Through my reading i found this inspirational article about life. It made me think about what my lifes purpose is.
Here is a bit of it:

"We all have a specific life's purpose. The presence and experience of others in your life helps you grow in consciousness, creating a chain-like reaction that has a profound effect on the collective awareness on the planet.
It is the ultimate goal for all living things to fully express our gifts and talents, to exalt and uplift the spirit of those around you by being and expressing the beautiful gift you are. If you are like most and are still trying to find your life's purpose, there are vital spiritual questions to ask yourself:What is the unique gift held within me?What is my talent and soul's purpose? How can my purpose serve others?"
-Francoise Rapp

MLK4LIFE

"The ultimate measure of a man/woman is not where he/she stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he/she stands at times of challenge and controversy"
-MLK


i.love.this.

Winds of Change

...and some people watch TV or eat dinner at this time.....
when such beauty exists and changes everyday
there is always a surprising treat that the sky whips up
for our eyes and souls to feast on
Dinner can wait Mom; my eyes are chowing down on sheer beauty and uttermost peace at the moment


Remember when....
hose water was the best tasting drink, EVER
sprinklers were the coolest
bikerides were forever awesome
the smell of laundry coming through peoples vents was invigorating
......well, i can proudly vouch that those things havent changed

poetry soothes the soul

Today. I realized something GRAND.
I no longer have a favorite season
nor do i have a favorite fruit
I bathe the beauty that each season brings.
I taste the sweetness of its every fruit.

Why should we pick a favorite season? Or color for that fact. Favorites change, as we change as people. Very rarely do we even keep the same friends all through our lives.
Seasons change, clothes change, food changes, feelings change, PEOPLE CHANGE
Thinking about it, what if there is no such thing as favorites? I think what people believe is their favorite is really just what they enjoy/are in the mood for at that time.
I dont even have favorite bands or songs anymore. Just whatever I feel like listening to that day. I could listen to Neil Young for a whole week but that doesnt mean hes my favorite. Because the next week or day or month i might go on a pink floyd streak.
or a even Biggie Smalls streak C:
Im jumping from topic to topic but even COLORS. I dont have a favorite anymore. There are even studies done about how colors affect your mood. What color I choose to wear is simply a refelction of how i feel/where im going that day


its quite peculiar because before i always said "mehhh summer is my favorite season. oh and winter on the weekends"
how ignorant haha
i should appreciate every moment of every season

I LOVE YOU SEASONS
Really. im going to go Mormon for you. You can all be my wives

I think so clearly at 3:30 AM
i know its not optimal health wise but WOW
anyways
heres to you Winter! i cant wait to play, but you'll have to wait your turn because, well, me and fall, we are hitting it off right now

SLOPES OF LIFE
The wind swirls around in a cold, crisp breeze
My mind and body feel at ease
Looking up, the sky blazes purple & gold
The steep slopes begin to unfold
I ride them fast like a race
I can feel the frigid wind against my face
Millions of white crystals fill the sky
They dance about and quickly fly by
The snow on the ground shines so bright
The pine trees stand tall, dressed in white
My board glides down the peak of the slope
For this adventure to last forever, I always hope
On the way down my legs feel the burn
Shifting my weight I make the turn
Carving the slope , I make my mark
Leaving my tracks in the dark
Pondering why each day couldn't be like this
I leave my paradise, blowing it a kiss
Good-bye snow covered mountains- simply divine
I will never forget you, passion of mine
-B.R



utah 2007, i miss you dogg

autumn

CRUNCH
Trees are undressing before my eyes
Although whats to come is no surprise
Colorful trees that sore so high
With leaves glistening bright in the sky
They dance with the wind
and away they fly
Parting with the trees
they say their final goodbye

The trees stand bare
wearing close to nothing but a grin
Releasing a sigh
fore they have shed their Summers skin