Poems by my brilliant brother, Nathan. I was absolutely entranced. Here they are, for you to read. Enjoy....... :)

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Bursting through all senses


Inspiring my entire mind


Enveloping it, I am consumed by it


I am a master, I can accomplish much


All things are comprehended


My entire being is motivated


My spirit is speeding, flying


My mind is powerfully concentrating


My body is twirling, flipping, spinning, dodging, lunging


And then a change…


I am now an omniscient teacher,


Flowing with streaming movements


Teaching my humble students.


I soar through the sky,


Absorbing the sun’s rays


When I am suddenly whisked away into a ground-shaking battle.


I immediately charge into the fray,


Knowing that, even though their weapons screamed as they flew by,


I would defeat them.

-Nathaniel King

Ten Living iPhones

Ten living iPhones started to walk,

One was purchased and used as a rock.

Nine living iPhones walked to the Sprint store,

One found an Android and existed no more.

Eight living iPhones had a nice day,

One accidentally fell onto a lunch tray.

Seven living iPhones drove to the school,

One fell out the window and landed in some guy’s pool.

Six living iPhones found a live wire,

One put its finger in and then there was a big fire.

Five living iPhones thought they would eat,

One got trapped in an oven and melted from the heat.

Four living iPhones were sitting in a tree,

One got pushed off and then there were three.

Three living iPhones downloaded an experimental app,

One downloaded a virus and now is just a scrap.

Two living iPhones were getting very scared,

One took a little jog, but by trucks he was not spared.

One living iPhone didn’t know what to do,

So an old lady came up and baked him in her stew.

-Nathan King

Words from the Heart

                Laugh           Learn
            Love Share    Talk Taste
        See Smile Grow Give  Touch
       Listen Hear Christ Light Dance
       Sing Receive Smell Feel Open
        Discover Express Friendship
          Capture Joy Understand
              Play Live Feel Hug
                   Write Thank
                          Try


Happy Valentine's Day, love you all!!! :)

Love, Me.

The Girl and the Sky

Once there was a Girl thinking of a friend. She thought and She loved so much that She created a flower, one of great beauty and sweet smell. It's orange petals sang so sweetly in the breeze, that She created another flower, and called it Red, for the fragrence of apples was so strong it turned the leaves to fruit. Delighted in Her creations, She was compelled to create more beauties; spinning yellows, pale blues, vibrant purples, tender greens, and more.

 

The Sky became captivated by Her creations, and shone brightly on her precious flowers. He noticed Her tears as She beheld Winter approaching, where Her precious colors would be put away for a time. The Sky asked for a blessing of Her graceful beauty, to hold in His care when the world saw Her beauties, and to show when it forgot. So the Girl took some of Her best creations; the reds, pinks, orange, yellows, blues, purples and so many more colors, and held them dearly to Her chest. When She opened Her arms, the breeze caught the creations and carried them to the Sky, where they are put on display for a short time, to remind us of the beauties from Earth. The Girl looked up to the heavens and found Her colors in beautiful array, and smiled.

The Girl grew old, and one day no longer walked the long roads lined with Her colors. The Sky searched all over for Her, but could not find Her, for She was buried beneath an expanse of Red, Orange, Blue, Purple, Green, and Yellow. When He realized this fate, the Sky pulled a blanket of clouds over His face, and cried out great cascades of rain for His Friend. With amazement, the Sky found that with each drop of water, the flowers grew stronger. The Rain came softer, gentler, easing into a mist. The Sky eased His face out with the Sun, and wished for a way to honor. She was the most beautiful and gracious of all, and deserved beauty.  So as a tribute to the Girl, the Sky let down some of the colors She had given Him in the best ribbon He had- a Rainbow. As the sparkling light touched the ground, the Earth sang with a flutter of bird's wings, rustle of tree leaves, and sigh of flower's petals, and joy was forever known throughout the land.

Every so often you can see the story of the Sky and the Girl.  Every so often you can hear the laughter and see the joy that was shared.  And ever so sweetly, You may yet be able to see the pathway of the Rainbow that the Girl took on Her way from the Earth to the Sky.

All because a Girl thought of a friend.

"What's life without a dream?" -Joey Cannon

Love, Me.

Through the Looking Glass

I look in the mirror, and who do I see?
It seems I should know the girl staring at me.

Some days she smiles, some she seems sad.
Sometimes I wonder what kind of day she has had.

At a glance, she's a woman. On a whim, she's a girl.
Some days her age just seems a great whirl.

Her eyes can be haunting, dark green or bright clear.
I cannot recall the last they allowed tears.

Sometimes her cheeks blush, but often they're pale.
I've seen her put blush on, most time to no avail.

Her lips become full as she applies her sweet balm,
They deepen in color and smile real calm.

Some days it takes much to lighten that face.
I just want to reach out and those sad lines erase.

But before I can get much too close to reach her,
She turns quickly away, leaving sight in a blur.

Some days she's a beauty, and I just stop and stare,
And admire her eyes, and her smile, and her hair.

I don't think she minds, this enrapture from me.
It's amazing for me to be near one as she.

Sometimes she'll come home, and with a look through the glass
I know it's been hard keeping up in her class.

Some days her clothes fit her, and she curtsies at me.
Often they hang loose, with dismay I can see.

She'll leave early morning, late at night she'll come in.
Sometimes I wonder if she's eaten anything.

Sometimes she'll avert her eyes from your stare,
I wonder what secrets she hides under there.

She never will tell, just smiles with a nod.
I wonder how long she can keep this facade.

I wonder what kind of a world she lives in.
Is the food really good? Do her shoes ever wear thin?

I wonder what placees she visits and sees.
Building real high? Forests and trees?

Perhaps she's a hero, and saves lives at night.
Maybe she sometimes prefers to have light.

Does she like movies with tales of lore,
Of maids in long dresses, and men off to war?

Does she sit in the sunlight and read a good book?
Does she dance in the moonlight in her own little nook?

Two worlds joined by glass, a portal of sorts.
So much to be said, much more is left short.

Oh, the things I could know of the one that I see.
The thing that's queer most- is that woman there is me.

Ps. I survived

Seven classes...check.
Sixteen credits...check.
Didn't fall asleep in class...check.
Didn't get engaged, married, or the like...check.
Did all my homework...raincheck!
Passed seven finals...check. I hope.
Went to bed early...check.
Went to bed in the early hours...check.
Learned stuff...check.
Achieved things...check.
Blogged....~squiggle~
Lost camera, earbuds and pencils...check. :-/
Saw people grow....Check.
Ready for break...Check.
Ready for bed...Check.

Goodnight. :)

Love, Me.

I want to Fly.....

I want to Fly.... but first, I must See....
Fly, to the sky!
See, to be free!!
Ah, what glorious feeling that would be....

Anyone care to join? There's plenty of room, and space to grow.
Plenty to share and feel with me,
For the Wind takes up as much room as the Sea,
And though covers the land, is quiet as can be,
And softly, can comfort what eyes cannot see.
A blanket for hearts, and the land, and the sea...

I want to Live, but first, I must Know;
What I'm striving to, what I'm yearning for.
For time will move forward with or without me,
And stop when I've found what will set myself free.
 
There comes a time when Time itself ends.
The days become weeks, the names are just penned.
When you forget who you are, and why you were there,
Just living the moment, letting down your hair,
Regarding no age, no time nor no past,
Just letting life go- is when Life seems to last. :)
 
I want to Rest, but first, I must Work.
Rest, to know peace,
Work, to find rest...
Ambiguous. One cannot be without the other.
Where is my balance?
What truly are my desires?
 
I just want to Fly.
I only wish Love.
I yearn for Peace.
I desire Care.
 
Do I wait? Do I go? Do I try? Will I know?
 
Ahh, but I just want to fly.... :)
 
Love, Me.