NaPoWriMo 7

My life is so small and fragile.

I need air to breathe,

Food to keep me going,

And water to save my life.

I am a sister of God,

A niece of Jesus,

And a daughter of the Holy Spirit.

I think of God wherever I am,

No matter if I’m riding,

If I’m quickly swimming,

Or if I’m singing Let it Go.

God is never out of my life.

I was made out of mud,

Shaped out of dust,

And I am a human,

So tiny compared to God.

He loves me relentlessly,

Shelters me no matter what,

And comforts me when I am fearful.

NaPoWriMo 6

Type 1 Diabetes.

A short name,

But really,

It's life-changing.

Back when I was 6,

The time came.

I was always thirsty,

Always tired.

We called the doctor,

And went to the hospital.

I was too young to understand,

What was happening to me.

The nurses gave me shots,

And I didn't even mind.

They changed my whole life,

And at first I didn't mind.

But now I look back,

And truly care.

I see what I lost,

And grieve.

But I know I can be healed,

And trust God to do that.

NaPoWriMo 5

If you have not known
The relief,
The joy of riding,
Then you truly have not lived.
To feel a creature
Listening to you,
Ready to charge at your will.
Making a bond,
All with no words,
With an animal that seems to understand.
Knowing that what you sit upon
Can choose to harm you,
But does not.
This is the exhilaration,
The carefree happiness
That riding a horse brings with it.

If you have not sat upon one of these graceful beasts,
Then you have not yet lived.

NaPoWriMo 4

Thunder.
Falling loudly like
A massive drop of rain,
Startling me,
Making my hair stand straight.
The sky shakes,
The earth shakes,
And all is not still
Thunder.

NaPoWriMo 3

Anger fills me.
It floods my body,
Stretches out to every limb.
My mind is clouded over with anger,
To the point where I cannot think properly.
I was accused,
Wrongly.
Not that it was a major thing,
But I overreacted.
I turned away on my heels,
Stomping away,
Saying something irrational without even thinking.
I try to keep the feeling in,
But alas,
I cannot.
Madness overruns me,
And I feel about ready to explode.
The funny thing is that it happens after a good day,
Which then makes me feel guilty.
I really don't even believe what I say,
And that is what confuses me.

NaPoWriMo 2

I see the face of sadness,
And purposefully hide from it.
I must not feel any of it,
Understand why it looks so sorrowful.

I see the face of anger,
And intentionally run away.
I will not allow myself to know it,
To see why it is so hostile.

I see the face of indifference,
And force myself to leave.
I cannot feel what it feels,
Or get why it seems so blank.

I see the face of confusion,
And carry my feet away.
I shall not share what it shares,
Or understand its gaze is so clouded.

I see the faces of joy and love,
And fling myself at them.
I desire to be like these two,
To experience all that they do.

NaPoWriMo 1

Canter, Canter, Canter.
A horse has great power,
And grace like a budding flower.

Hop, Hop, Hop.
A rabbit has long, silky ears,
To be aware of all of its fears.

Walk, Walk, Walk.
A dog has gentle, small paws,
Unlike its strong, sharp jaws.

Swim, Swim, Swim.
A fish has colorful fins,
And eyes that resemble the heads of pins.

Stride, Stride, Stride.
Humans have an intelligent brain,
That allows them to attain and explain.