Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Monday, July 31, 2017

Nature Walk and some (okay?) pictures!


I went on a lovely nature walk yesterday. Summer is glorious, and the day seemed to call to me to adventure. 

I took my bike and went down the the meadow for a snack and a walk. Guys! I'm so happy I went. Everything was alive with bird song and rustling leaves, the smell of pine, and the feeling of summer at it's climax. It was so gorgeous! I attempted to take a few pictures. I know they're not that great but I hope you'll enjoy them anyway.


I can not capture light. I need a better camera 8-( 



For some reason my camera wouldn't focus on the thistles, which was sad. Trust me when I say they were lovely, swaying in the wind.


 I see trees of greeeeeeen. (see that one in the middle? It looks like the fire fairies 
have made a home among it's branches!)


 I loved how these flowers looked against the others. It reminded of of flame in winter. Unfortunately my stupid camera wouldn't pick up the contrast that well. 8-(


 And from the harshness of winter and the beating of rainstorms, 
comes a staggering, tiny speck of beauty.


 This picture just seemed aethstetically pleasing.... 8-D


 And the stars came down from heaven to make a comely flowerbed on earth...


 *sigh* the world is so pretty.


 I was trying to get a picture of the bluebells, but dang it, my camera suuuucks!


 Summer, summer, in the golden afternoooooon!





LALALALLA I still can't take good selfies ....


I really like the starflowers. What can I say.



So, there are the best of my pictures. I hope you liked them, and that they gave you a glimpse of the gorgeous landscape God gave me to grow up in. God is good y'all, and His world is full of His staggering, breathtaking beauty.


Stay safe and stay free.
Don't let trials chain you down 
 Don't be weighted with fear so you drown
When the world seems to be crazy, step outside and see
The waterfalls are bigger
than the tears in your heart
the stars are brighter than your shattered parts
the world is better than sorrow paints it
there is still such beauty
in those hidden, unlikely places

-Still beautiful, Bella DeLallo                                      

God Bless! Remember to look for the good in this world, and think of the glory in the next.


*swings around cape and jumps off stage*


Bella

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

The Middle of April

April is National Poem month or some such thing, and since this is April 15th and the magical middle day, I figured I would attempt to do some poetry. Usually I write lyrics, if I write anything short. I don't write poetry because I get frustrated with it and usually I crumple up the first few lines. so this is my first-ever Real Poem. I feel a little bit shy sharing it but, LEAP  OF FAITH. Behold poetry!

The Wings

Did you see them, swift and glorious
the wings given to me?
Did you see them like frozen fire,
clothed in frost and sun
Did you see them, smitten in the sky
pinned to the moon they were

But did you see them torn,
when I came crashing to the ground?
Did you see my fire go out,

and the frost, it all melt?

They Lay limp upon my back,
Shackles now not saviors
I thought their glory was all spent,
the glass shattered on the ground
I hid myself away and did not wish to be found.

But one did find me, he did,
The Maker of the wings,
He took the wings and bound them
with silver and with string.

'Now open them,' he said
to the small, pathetic one.
'Open and be not ashamed.
You will see what I have done.'

So I opened them with shrinking glance, 
And lo! I saw the fix
My wings were not so perfect now,
And the colors were amiss
But the weavings were a wonder.
For behold the silver,
Brought sea and sand and Spring.

And Mingled with the Fire and Ice
The stained glass was better then starlight.

The Maker wiped my tears away and told me, 'Go now and fly.'
Remember the cracks you have merited, so that in falling,
greater you shall rise

Did you see me rising, From dust and from ash?
Did you see how I my wings grew, and spread across the land?
Oh, did you see me fly again, my mended wings anew?
I think they are far grander now.
My Maker thinks so too.


PEACE OUT Y'ALL!!!


*slides off car*



Bella

Pile of good things

Pile of good things