Quick note on artwork

Hey all, on the past several posts I haven't been posting artwork because I am doing them quickly on the fly,but I will be getting back to posting more artwork soon dont worry :D

Tory

"Stream Side Sleep" 2005

I think I wrote this about sleeping by a stream in West Virginia at 4H camp during Stress relief class. Fun times.

"Stream Side Sleep"

Leaves rustle to a sweet tune

The water flows down stream at the perfect speed

As it talks gently to the rocks

I go here to rest and relax

Deep sleep mod immediately sets in

While the song of nature acts

As a beautiful lullaby

now I must leave this place of peace

But I know it will never leave

So until next time goodbye sweet rest

"My Familiar" 2005

Im not sure when I wrote this, but I think its about the mountains where I live and love to live.  I just discovered at the end of the poem it says written Common Ground 2005, don't really know where the inspiration came from specifically, but I know that Common Ground is where I get a lot of my inspiration so it doesn't really surprise me.

"My Familiar"

Trees, leaves, water, sky

Who knows why?

The moon shines down

Sparkling like jewels in a crown

Smoke, croaks, cabins, streams

Signals far and wide extreme

Back roads turn and winde

We are all intertwined

Lilly, tulip, rose, daisy

Even though our lives are crazy

Sometimes we need lazy

In the shade of a tree

Songs, notes, fiddles, bows

Some how no one knows

But sometimes it just shows

That everythigns flowing through me

"War Outside My Window" July 17, 2005

I think I wrote this in response to a dream  I had once where in my dream there was literally a war going on outside my house.

"War Outside My Window"

There's a war outside my window

So many men all around

Gunfire filling my ears

I'm just a little girl

Full of fright and fear

No one there to save me

Nothing but an Army of strange men

Smoke coils all around me

Choking me, impairing my sight

I duck below the porch outside

Hoping not to be spotted

Now in the house, I hear fighting 

Crying, screaming, full of confusion

Suddenly it all ends abruptly 

The dream ends and I bolt upright

Heart racing, bodys sweating, glad the war is over

"School Day Drama" October 6, 2005 9:22 PM

Wow, this is from back in my high school days when I was a senior in high school, I think it is about how I felt like I couldn't really live up to my full potential in the school where I was, I had so many interests and hobbies and none of my friends t here really understood, I felt like I was wasting my time there, so I guess I wrote this poem to reflect those times. I hope you enjoy!

This is what defines school day drama

In my school, my mind, my life, my soul

Sometimes my star shines brightly

Other times it's very dim

Most times, however it doesn't have one glimmer

It's glowing, glamourous, shimmering self

Blown out like a gust of wind made of criticism and disrespect

I try to make my feelings, thoughts, interests known

People just shrug and pass on by

Making that star seem so distant and weak

Forget all that, make your own star shine with an extravagant beauty

And forget that school day Drama

"Tattered Friendship" from August 14, 2007

Here is a poem I remember writing about a friend who I was drifting away from.

"Tattered Friendship"

Some friendship this tattered mess

From a great high five to the lowest low

Hit me real hard going downhill

Slow like a snail or a windmill without any wind

Try as I may to fix this disastrous blow

No repair can come to this broken circle

This trusted alliance of two

Known for so long

All was foreseen without giving in

Til now the last moment forced to admit

So called blinding now faded away

No faith of returning to this sorry heart

A long lost poem

Hey all, I found a poem that I wrote on November 1, 2006 in my old dorm room at 5:41 am. Don't remember what I was thinking about but it seems to be pretty deep lol.

Here goes, doesn't have a title as of now.

My thoughts can't find their way tonight 

Lost in the wind 

Carrying them down stream to the great waterfall

Turning them into a great high mist of nothingness

Around, around, around they swirl

In the deep warm pool below the falls

Spinning, spinning, everywhere

With no where to roam

Trapped inside this endless cycle of deep dark depths

At last they wash upon the shallow blue

Where sleep awaits

With dreams anew