A single drop of silver,
A web spun, from the purest gold.
Colors, beyond imagination,
In every shape, and size.
Precious strands of dew,
Falling from a shelf.
You turn in awe,
Unable to grasp,
The concept of this wealth,
The Royal Treasury.

Coats of armor,
unusable for the jewels,
that laden every inch,
of their gold-incrusted surfaces.

I taste blood everywhere
I smell tears of pain
I see a blood red sky fade into a blood red ground
I hear bangs and booms of guns and cannons
I feel heavy from the weight of my bloody title
I watch as brave people die for what they believe
I cry as I see families come and visit the place loved ones fell
I pray I can have peace once more
I caress the faces of dead men and women
I wait patiently for the time I will be holy and respected
I know that probably won’t happen
I have been the meeting place for death

As you know I’m Emily and I’m eleven.
I’m an only child and those out there reading this with siblings you may say I’m lucky but I’m stuck in the middle. I’m oldest, youngest, and the middle child all in one. I’d be so thrilled for a sibling; possibly a sister but beggars can’t be choosers! I adapt to my cousins for support and brother/sisterhood but it’s still not the same! My cousins Grant, who’s three, and Gracyn, who’s two, are my little siblings but only on Fridays when my Mom and I baby sit them.
I have two loving parents who support me.

Who am I?
I fly through time and space,
Adrift in a sea of stars.
Spinning, floating, falling.
Silence is all around me,
Pressing on my ears.
Infinity stretches on.
I am lost in a maze of stars.
I have lost all sense of myself.
Who am ?
A speck of light, drifting through space.
I am nothing.
Surrounded by this beauty,
This size, this wonder. . .
I am nothing.

The birds sang a beautiful lullaby as they awoke from a nights rest. Stepping out of the log wood cabin Jaycee plopped down on the old oak front porch swing.
She stretched her arms high in the air and her dog, Missy, ran too her.
She petted him then tossed a stick and he ran to catch it.
The lake in front of her and her family’s house glistened in the return of the morning sun.
Jaycee’s night gown flowed in the summer breeze as she got up to throw the stick again to the Border collie.
A small wagon pulled up beside Jaycee’s home.

Quiet boredom cloaked in silence
Here no nervous tension, no sudden drama
Only colored pebbles pushed by young fingers
While many eyes peruse, page by page
Old editions, as if finding great interest
In the outdated print, only pausing to cast
Surreptitious glances at fellow bookworms, who
Knowing full well, obligingly return the favor, causing
One to wonder why they do not tear their eyes from
Their entrancing reading and stare fully at each other
And so make the most of the situation

In rushing winds
the willow bends
She heaves a sigh
and tries to fend
away the gale
tries not to fail
and let them
pull her down

It rustles deeply
waving now
whispering softly
she takes her bow
and all goes still
a moment somehow
a fading moment
a silent poet
a mother with many cares
beneath her branches
she remembers
all of her long years

The lake by which she stands
reflects her waving hands
and shows the sorry sight
this tree in its poor plight

Have you ever met someone that just....fascinated you? It wasn't a crush, although for a time you thought it was, but you finally realized you were simply fascinated with them. And maybe that you looked up to them, or admired them, or possibly were infatuated with them, but it was not a crush. But by the time you figure that out, it's too late and everyone still thinks you have a crush, but you can't talk them out of it, even thought it's totally true.

I’m in LOVE with music but I REFUSE to marry it! Lol!
My favorite type of music is country and some pop music! I like the artist Taylor Swift, Keith Urban, Carrie Underwood, Jewel [rock musician], Miranda Lambert, and Kelly Clarkson!
I try to practice my guitar but it’s difficult! I try to learn Taylor Swift’s hit ‘Tim McGraw.’ If you haven’t heard it go to Yahoo! Music and search Taylor Swift.
I like different varieties of music. The songs on my I-pod are so different my friend’s make fun of me! :) As usual!

~eMiLy~

Continual chatter, crickets at night
Eating lunch
They wave – lions on an antelope
I’m the hyena, scavenging
Hello, hello, hello.

Expectations
the people buzz in my head
Busy bees flying to and fro
Going over and over
The same flowers
I wade through chaos, trudging
Try, try, try.

Just give me numbers
And questions
And quiet
Breath deep
The world fluctuates
Just beyond my sight
Let loose the stress
The expectations
The grudging
Escape, escape, escape.