Growing Up

I sit here in my chair

retiring in just a few years.

Growing up

Going to high school.

Then they will be gone out of my sight.

College and on

Growing up

Driving a car

Will they be safe?

A wonderful mess

 A scrambled mess
will it ever be solved?
I thought
As life goes on, will it be a path?
To happiness? 
To sorrow? 
To regret?
To pity?

A scrambled mess.
Will I become successful?
Many vibrant hues, my personality?
You chose the path. 
Or is it already figured out?
As you travel down the road you put
the pieces together.
For the right or the wrong.

This poem is inspired by a painting by:Shirana Shahbazi

Summer Lightning

It was a hot muggy summer day in Wyoming. My family and I were in our rental car with the A/C blowing air.Our car was on a bumpy dirt road en route to the trail head. Then after a thirty minute car drive from our campsite we reached the parking lot with only two other cars. We stepped out of the car. Sitting in the trunk we slipped on our boots, I wasn’t very thrilled because my back ached from sleeping on rocks for the past three nights. My face scrunched up to the wretched smell of wet, dirty hiking boots. Then our mom took out her phone and checked the forecast.

“Rain….. that’s great weather for a hike,” my mom said sarcastically.

“Oh it’ll be fine, a little rain won’t hurt anything….. will it,” My dad asked.

“You’re right lets go”!!! my mom exclaimed. We were off down the trail.

 

Crunch, crunch is the sound of our boots stomping along the trail. By the way the sky looked it looked like we are in for something special.

“Wow,”I exclaimed as I bowed my head to the left. There I saw a majestic river  flowing like silk in the wind. Also to our left we gazed at a beautiful wide pasture with a small bison herd. “Nature at its finest boys”, my dad declared. Further down the trail we could faintly make out a crashing rumbling sound of a waterfall. “You guys hear that” my brother said.  ” yup”, I replied.  We made our way down the trail and the roaring noise got louder until we got to the waterfall.

“WOW”, I exclaimed upon  looking at the first and most majestic waterfall! I looked over at the green flowing water rush over the edge. Then it dropped forty feet to the rocks below!!!.

“That is downright amazing”, Owen my brother said. Of course we were all speechless as we stared at the immense glory at the trail.

“There are two waterfalls here so let’s get going down the trail. But, as none of us knew we were in for a big and wet surprise later.  Soon down the trail we came to the second waterfall, this one was way down in the valley.  We stopped here and took a little rest break  and ate some food.

“Great, a great big hike ahead”, my dad said while looking at the map.

“What is it”, I asked?

“Look”, he said.

I looked over his shoulder at the map. I could now tell why, because the map showed a one thousand foot incline in ½ of a mile to the overlook. After our little break  we started down  the trail  and looked up. “Uh-Oh”, I said in astonishment. The trail was a thin heavily wooded tail that was at a twenty degree angle. We marched on and up.  The towering cumulonimbus clouds started to take place!!!

“Huh,uh,uh,uh”,  we panted heavily just as we reached the top and get to the overlook. At the top we gazed at a a massive view of the valley.

“Isn’t that pretty”, my mom said in astonishment.

“Those clouds over there are awfully dark and low”, my dad said. Just after he said that, pip-plip the noise of rain drops. That’s not good we all thought, we also thought that being up high on a mountain in a thunderstorm isn’t too good. Then BOOOM  the thunder roars like a jet’s engines. “Ah”, my mom shrieked as the water came pouring down on us.Only one thing occurred to us, RUN and that’s exactly what we did.

Our family booked it down the trail, fast. We of course were soaked as we swiftly sarcastically. “Yeah, really”,I retorted. CRACK BOOM, is the monstrous roar as lightning flies down on the mountain above us.”Let’s get going”, I inquired, we made our way down the trail yet again running. The rain got thicker, the visibility got less, and the trail got sloppier.  We quickly passed the first waterfall and marched up to the parking lot.  We definitely had to watch where we were going because there was a lot of rain and mud on the trail.

“Whew”, we all said with relief as we sat down in the car soaked from head to toe. we hopped in and grabbed a few towels.  Our hair was dripping with water, I felt like a million pounds because my clothes were heavy and wet.What a great day, its now ruined I thought angrily, but at least  we got a refreshing little thing to cool us down after a big hike. That was the good part.

“Quite the experience”, my dad said,

“Definitely”, Owen said,

“It was definitely the Yellowstone adventure”, I concluded!!