Emulating Sylvia Plath

Bonsai

They plucked you like a stray hair

From atop the high cliffs

Where you belong.

Painstakingly trimming your roots to fit their pots,

Meticulously pruning your crown like a monkey picking bugs

From his tribe mate, their actions deliberate.

Never satisfied, they won’t stop

Watching you for any sign of

Growth and nipping you before you get any ideas.

Tolerate this, but more promises

To come in the form of wire

Spiraled tightly around your limbs like

Ivy around an arbor

Bending you, shaping you to their

Will, weighing you down, aging you, breaking you until

You die to be free.

I am you, you are me,

Bonsai tree.

Let Your Imagination Run Wild

I just finished up a beginner digital photography class. The theme for my final presentation was abstracts. Below is a sampling of those photos:

Brainy and Beautiful is Born

I am a twenty-six year old college student finishing my BA in publishing. I went to school for two years to be a teacher, realized I had no idea what I really wanted to do with my life, took a five year hiatus during which I worked as a legal secretary, and returned to school in Fall 2006. In Spring 2007, I have eight classes and a thesis left to complete.
Pursuing a BA in publishing, I take a lot of writing and literature classes which require a lot of writing. Lately I have a desire to put my words out into the world and see what happens. Thus, a blog.
I am a writer, a dreamer, a photographer, a seamstress, a crafter, a reader, a student, a daughter, a wife, and a five-year old at heart keeping my inner-light and inspiration alive. I'm brainy. Brainy is beautiful.