the soft grass tickles
my bare feet
as I walk across the bluegrass
and I realize that it may be
a bit sterotypical for a girl like me
a sundress wearing
sweet tea drinking
southern girl like me
to tell you that Kentucky
is not a place i want to leave
but heres the thing
I've got all my teeth
a pretty full vocabulary
and a 28 on my ACT
and here in Kentucky,
we're hobbits, not hillbillies
we're more than just a basketball team
and maybe in the dictionary,
its Daniel Boon and geography
and home of the KY Derby
but hell we've got Johnny Depp and George Clooney
and the beautiful mountains and trees
in Eastern Kentucky
and we have culture and cuisine,
and so many things
that if you still think I'm stereotypical, then maybe
I dare you to see what youre missing.

there's this boy i know
with a laugh like thunder
and a mind like lightning
and a smile that could light up the sky

this crazy boy i know
with stories leading me to wonder
what it is he's hiding
behind those stormy eyes

there is so mugh he doesnt show
leaving himself a mystery
covered by these crazy stories
with no truth to them

and yet he seems to me
like he's a perfect storm
whirling around my mind
just hopefully not to fast

Winter Wolves
Last night i dreamt of the wolves,
winter wolves with icy eyes
hiding under the icy sky
they're eyes were like the city night
beautiful big and bright
One in body motion unsighted
one in spirit thoughts united
they are swift and graceful
Winter wolves with human eyes
Quickly into the trees
invisible beneath the leaves
This pack of winter wolves
the ones with icy human eyes
eyes, mysterious enchanting and enticing
some are misty like smoky lies
some are dark old and wise
some are blue bright and true
some are light young and new
as morning light
escapes through the clouds
their fur shines silky fur shines
gray like faded shoes
black sleek dark and new
snow white with eyes of blue
black as a night with no moon
Winter wolves with icy eyes
winter wolves that rule the night