Wunderkammern

This sculpture was from the Milwaukee Public Art Museum and showed a wooden cabinet surrounded by trees that are leaning into it. I found that is looks as though the green and life of nature is giving into man and evolution.

The green of nature

It's beauty and life

Love and innocence

Mystery and hope

A silent breeze

Blowing softly across

Whispering of history

A mystery

Of evolution and death

An innocent surrender

Bending softly

To improvement

To technology and hate

War and loss

A world of fear

A silent surrender

Firelight

This poem represents someone being young and innocent sitting by a fire roasting marshmallows. I've done this with my family many times when I was younger, so the innocence reminds me of those times.


As youth and love collide
Amongst the flame lit night
I feel you by my side
But not within my sight
The crackle of the log
The melody for the night
Beside me lies a dog
Enjoying the firelight


Our marshmallows melting
Our faces aglow
By the fire's light shining
We feel the warm blow
Wild in the air
Beneath the starry sky
Tonight there is not a care
Beside the fire's sigh

The stars above my head
The blanket beneath my chin
I argued when you said
It was time to go in
Now laying in my bed
Ready to go to sleep
Goodnight warm fire red

It's time to count the sheep

I do.......

This summer, I went to Illinois with my family to see my cousin get married. The wedding was beautiful, and my cousin, Nick, and his bride-to-be, Katie, seemed so happy. It got me wondering about how much effort is put into a wedding, but more importantly, what are the bride and groom going through.

The Bride
The crowd waiting through the doors
The tears running down your cheeks
The man you love standing at the aisle

The Groom
The crowd in front of you
Attempting to stay strong
The woman you love standing just behind the doors

an important decision before them
a choice
a life together
or a life apart
all binded by two simple words
"I do"

Poetry

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Pale Assassin

Eugiene is forced to leave France after many troubles with the Revolution, yet at last minute, she is forced to save her older brothers friend instead of her brother. She learns the meaning of sacrifice, going from an aristocrat to barely being able to eat a meal.

You cannot trust anybody
Nobody can help you
Just you
you and your brother
alone in this world of evil
yet there is a light
a brightness
a glimpse of hope
England is your freedom
from the guillotine
from arranged marriage
from the Revolution
leaving behind your brother
to free his friend
to save a life
and risk another
to find that light
a brightness
that glimmer of hope

In Florida, there are so many different personalities, especially with all of the tourists. Each attraction brings different people to see it, and they bring their personalities, that’s how they all get together. It’s interesting to see how each person reacts to the other tourists, whether they have ideas that agree, or whether they agree to disagree on everything. Everyone is different, many are similar, nobody is the same, and everyone disagrees sometimes.

In a trip to Florida with my family, I happened to see where my cousins enjoy spending their vacations. While my family was staying with my grandparents, they were in a all-inclusive resort, just off the Gulf of Mexico. The beach was beautiful, the hotel was huge, and there happened to be a sand sculpture that looked for like a painting. There was everything on this sand sculpture, including many different and unique animals.

My cousins, one was eleven and the other was nine, were looking at it and calling out different animals they recognized, while I was just enjoying its beauty.

“Look, there’s a fox over here!” my cousin Zoey shouted. She is the same age as me, just a grade below me, and a lot shorter. Out of nowhere, a girl that couldn’t be older than eight came over and was also looking at the sculpture.

“That’s not a fox, that’s a dog, what would a fox be doing on a sand sculpture?” she said in the rudest British accent you can imagine. Why she decided to come over here and start talking to us as if we were three I don’t know, especially since I towered over her. They decided to start arguing over what animal it was, while I decided to let them sort it out. I was simply there to make sure nobody got hurt. Luckily nobody got hurt, and the girls parents called her and her little brother back. Did I mention that the animal ended up being a raccoon?

I still wonder where that girl is now, and if she came from Australia, England, or just happens to have a British accent while living in America. It is possible she still looks back at this day laughing and telling her friends just as I have. She could regret arguing and wish she had just calmly discussed their different ideas. Still, where ever she is, where ever anyone is, people will always agree and disagree on many things.

Orphaned at age 12

Death is never an easy obstacle to get over. Right when you think the pain is gone, it comes right back. This is in the view of an ignorant, yet curious, twele year old boy. He still has yet to get over the loss of his five dead family members.

Life is never easy in the sense that everything comes and goes. I've never been able to understand why people die, that is I still don't know why. Why do such innocent people leave this earth when there are people that love them so much, is a thought that crosses my mind lately. Still, this is one of the questions living people may never know.

I am not an only child, in fact, I have three other siblings, not that we get along. Being the oldest has its advantages, in my case, living. Also, I will never underestimate the power of having a simple cold. So many things in life are unpredictable, I've learned to deal with it and move on.

"Owen, get your bags and keep moving, otherwise you will not get any supper," snapped my caretaker, though she still has yet to realize the weight of a dead family.

"Whateva', I am busy," I replied in hushed monotone. This is all after the 'incident', and still, my future does not look bright.

I don't bother remembering my family, the pain will hurt too much, all I know is, life goes on. Life goes on, but for me, it ends. I plug in my headphones and turn the volume to high, nothing is going to penetrate my wall of sound. This is the way I stay until I reach my new home. This is the way I stay until I walk into the pitch black house.

College is too soon for me

As many of you probably know, my brother is a senior in high school. This means that I get the pleasure of trips to many colleges! I can never understand anything the people from those colleges say, so I tune it out. One time, as my family and I were listening to someone speak at Marquette, my dad and I got bored and left the room. We decided to go into a room with displays about science, the field my brother wants to major in. We started looking around at the displays, then got talking with one of the professors there. Suddenly, he asked me what I wanted to major in. Obviously I haven't given this much thought, so I kept silent with a confused look on my face. Luckily, my dad spoke up for me, explaining how I was only in 6th grade (at that time). Somehow, I came across as a senior in high school.

Also, this Saturday, I was able to go to Marquette again so my brother and his friend could take a test for a scholarship. This time it wasn't as eventful, though my dad did fall asleep twice while they were talking.

Though these trips to colleges are very boring(I also have to get up early), they are also getting me ready for when I have to go to college. They give me the opportunity to see what colleges are like, and how to react. Not that I pay attention, but you can learn a lot from just visiting.