Our Words and Ideas: Freshman Year
“The Ocean”
The daring Caribbean
Seemingly Everlasting
as it’s waves, invade the shores.
The sky clean and clear,
free of clutter.
Not a speck in the sky.
It promises a beautiful day,
As I make my way across
these endless docks
the sol hits my back,
its bright light burning into
my cool skin. Pleasant warmth
fills my frigid wind swept skin.
The faint fragrance of airy sea salt
flying freely towards shore
spraying my face as walk along.
The salt leaving a lasting mark on
my chapped lips.
The mist carried
By the playful breeze
Brisk and bitter nipping
at my fingertips,
The sky grows darker
As time passes.
And, as I lay in the fine sand
I watch how quickly the
bright sky can turn dark.
In a matter of seconds
It just slips right through
my fingertips.
Karina Garcia, April 4th, 2017
“On to Wonderland”
What a sight to see
On our voyage to the top
Up to something new
Without going back,
Down to something we've left behind
This is all a new mystery..
As I step towards
These endless stairs to the top
of this cloudy fortress
I see a bright sun hovering over the foggy horizon waiting to peek out of the clouds
to welcome the new day
It reminds me of back home, down where the flowers bloomed and
everyone rose with the sun
but I am no longer there to admire such mornings.
The way up although marvelous, seems
lonely
Just me, myself, and I moving to greater things after living the life set out for us
However
As I walk Toward
a blurred entrance
As I cross~
Far out in the distance I see a ghostly figure waving
Waiting for me Waiting
so together we can go
to the paradise in
the clouds
Karina Garcia 2/13/17