Sun and Moon

I drew this for me and my boyfriend. There is a poem to this in the works. I'm just not done writing it. I wanted to show this though. He calls me the light in his life. I'm the sun to his moon. We are opposites in so many ways, but we do figure it out.

ME

The shy girl in the corner,
the one that hardly says a word.
That one that hides behind her hair,
when it comes to be her turn.

That's who they think I am,
because that's the facade that I show.
But there's another side to me,
that they may never know.

I'm not always quiet,
sometimes I don't shut up.
I'm fairly optimistic,
so I see a half full cup.

I like to run and play,
just like a little girl.
I have an imagination,
larger than this world.

I care about nature,
and hold those I love deep in my heart.
In songs I sing loud,
at my favorite part.

Yes, I like corners,
they make me feel safe.
But that doesn't mean,
I don't have a smile on my face.

My friends are all crazy,
but I don't think that's bad.
They make my life fun,
and me a little "Mad".

And never judge by size,
because I know I'm not alone.
Though I may not be very big,
my heart's not fully grown.

So I may seem quiet,
but you can see that's not the case.
Even my short stories are long winded,
I need to set a better pace.

I may seem smart,
but even my grades start to fall.
Sometimes I appear to understand everything,
when I understand nothing at all.

I'm such a big writer,
I hear my characters in my head.
And when I cant sleep,
I make new scenes before bed.

Looks can be decieving,
add my name to the list.
I'm not who you think I am.
And, well, you get the gist.

~`~`~`~

Another poem for a scholarship. This one I did submit. I also recorded myself saying it.

Next month I have trip.. I should be able to get a few more pictures to be able to post. So might be able to chill out with the writing.

why I write

I don't write to be heard,
I write to express.
I certainly don't write,
so I can be best.

It's what I like to do,
from the things that I see.
I really don't use it,
to be some queen bee.

I show some,
to those I care about, though.
to get some opinions,
and be in the know.

I don't write for others,
I write for myself.
My notebooks could stay,
forever on a shelf.

My rhymes may not match,
as well as other would like.
But when I'm writing,
they fit just right.

There are many reasons to write,
I guess this is mine.
I write to let things out,
And I think I do just fine.

~`~`~

I found my old book that I used to carry with me everywhere. It had a few poems that I thought I could post here. I think I wrote this for a scholarship, but I don't remember if I submit it or not...

I'm running out of photos to post. I haven't been going out too much and I mainly only do well in nature photography, in fact, I've been scheduling these posts in advance for a few months now... I should have more photography in a couple months, but I don't know how much it'll last, I do still have work and school.

Update

I did get some new photos recently. Some of my favorites were uploaded to my photography site.
http://dcd654.wix.com/destinychancephotos

I will be trying to post some of them and the others on here as well, but if you'd like to check them out, it's all under 'Nature'.

A Family

No blood is needed,
nor is any law.
When we all come together,
Always give our all.

We don't need any reason,
We don't need to be the same.
We are here for each other,
through each and every day.

With hearts wide open,
we watch many come and leave.
But that doesn't change the fact,
That they were part of our family.
~`~`~

I wrote this on 9/11/14. It was my first day working off of training. I was sitting down and waiting before I had to clock in and I just kept hearing everyone interacting with each other. This just came to mind. I thought I would share.

 

Near the beach I usually  go to is a seabird sanctuary. I like taking pictures of the birds there, but I don't like taking pictures of them in the cage. This unfortunately means that I'm not sure on the breed of this bird. This was taken over a year ago.

For a little while, the only pictures I could take were at the beach near sunset. There were a couple pelicans at the time.
Small, barely important information, my mother is scared of pelicans because of a bad experience when she was younger. When I got this picture, I was with my boyfriend, he had me take a picture of him running after it so she could see it.