in my hand I hold a story
washed away by the sands of time
a fragment of the past
beaten and forgotten
stripped from depths that never saw the light
lost among the wreckage
of a perilous journey for years
it somehow found its way to me
but I cannot retell its tale
for its origins are still a mystery
forever lost under the waves
through all the uncertainty,
I know that I am holding
a connection to the past
a beautiful piece of beach glass
I recently took a walk along the shore and recovered a few pieces of beach glass that inspired me to write this. I began to wonder if they are a hundred year old remains from a shipwreck or simply a bottle that fell overboard… They could be anything, and the possibilities seemed endless. I think it is amazing to consider the story behind something so simple, and the history of something in my hand. What are your thoughts on this?
do you hear that?
the echo of the trees
conversing among each other
dispersing messages in the breeze…
do you see that?
the array of golden leaves
painting the earth’s canvas
letting beauty run free…
I was walking to class the other day, but I had to stop to take a picture of this beautiful moment. It also inspired me to write a poem, so I thought I would share it with all of you.
Also, I am loving this song.
I am in the process of putting together this month’s playlist, so be on the lookout for that as well. I hope you all have a great rest of the week, and thanks for reading!
Do you have any plans for Thanksgiving? What are your thoughts on this post? Did you like the song? Has anything inspired you recently?
I have awaited your arrival since the start of September.
Upon your return, you bring soft hues
that warm my soul through the chill of October.
There is so much to tell you, and a lot on my mind.
The leaves are falling as am I.
Acoustics drift through the silence
as cider steams from my hand.
On the porch, I have been waiting for you.
Hello, my old friend.
Just a little bit of free verse this morning to welcome my favorite season… What are your thoughts on Autumn? Did you enjoy this post? Happy Fall!
“They keep saying that beautiful is something a girl needs to be.
But honestly? Forget that. Don’t be beautiful.
Be angry, be intelligent, be witty, be klutzy, be interesting,
be funny, be adventurous, be crazy, be talented-
there is an eternity of other things
to be other than beautiful.
And what is beautiful anyway
but a set of letters strung together to make a word?
Be your own definition of amazing, always.
That is so much more important than anything beautiful, ever.”
I spent my day…
strolling through the heart of town
exploring new flavors at a local cuisine
shopping around gift-shops
taking short breaks from the summer heat
keeping coconut refreshments close at hand
letting the blissful sun stroke my skin with every gentle ray
I spent my day
strolling through the heart of this beautiful town…
“there’s a universe
swirling inside you.
you have to learn to be
your own earth,
you are a natural
not a natural disaster.”
*Photo Credits: Richard Jean-Louis
A blanket of sand covered our toes, and the cool water brushed our skin.
Everything was just beachy.
I used to drive by the beach on my way to school everyday last year, and I would always gaze out at the peaceful solitude. Birds would occasionally fly through the wakening sky, and a light layer of fog would gently settle on the water. The sun would peek through the clouds while boats danced with the waves… I would long for that freedom as I sat in traffic preparing for another lecture-filled day. After months of fantasizing, I finally stepped into the water for the first time this summer, and I was so lucky to have had such great company. I had so much fun; thanks y’all!
Do you enjoy going to the beach? Anything exciting coming up? What is your favorite thing to do during the summer? Is there something that you often find yourself longing for?