Green
The color greenis spring time,warmth, cool grass on my bare toes.the smell of sunshine,reminds me of a crisp cool spring morningmy favorite green:summer in the mountains with the sunshine streaming through the thicketkissing my shoulder blade

Faceless International
I recently read an article on wrecked.org (an awesome website--check it out. http://socialjustice.wrecked.org/?filename=faceless-international-spread-the-cause-and-win ) about an organization called Faceless International. They seek to raise awareness about social issues happening throughout the global community through first hand experience and education. The purpose behind Faceless is simple. They "want to put a face on the many people in our own country and around

I Write Poetry
Because the words swirl inside mewaiting to be let outthey are eager, overly sooften they bang around, demanding,gasping for a breath of their ownothertimes, I have to drag them outsearch for the right wordthey hide from meI know what i wish to daybut we are in an endless game of hide-and-seek"come find us" they giggleand I get lost inside the corridors of my soulwind up spending hours inside my memories and dreamI forget why I enteredand the words grow weary of our gamethere are thousands of unwritten poemssitting, lonesom

Haikus about My Balcony
My balconyis quietlyobserving meMy balcony, high abovethe cares of the worldhow lofty he seems today

Unmetered Haiku
Rushing waterswishing in my earmakes me think of childhood