I am...

A piano,
A pencil,
A turtle.

Piano, piano bench,
Sitting on the piano bench,
Black and white,
Ebony and ivory,
Playing the piano,
Understanding the written music,
Hands flying over the keys.
I am musical.

A hand- my hand-
Flies across the paper,
Writing? No.
Not writing, drawing.
Different shapes,
Shading where needed.
I am artistic.

A turtle,
So quiet and reserved.
Being able to hide whenever it feels the need
Or simply just wants to escape.
I am shy and reserved.

~Madelyn

Complex

I am many things.
Complex,
Difficult to understand at times,
But by no means, simple.
Not many people try to understand me,
For I am nowhere near simple.
Straight forward? Yes. At times.
Being complex... is difficult,
You get picked on at school,
You get teased,
You learn to ignore it,
To not let it bother you, even though it does.
It always will,
Nothing can change that.

~Madelyn

Moonlight Dancer

She came from the back,

Hooves pounding

Snorting heavy breathes into the wind.

It was only a work out,

Nothing major...

Not yet any way.

The Kentucky Derby was only a few days away.

Moonlight Dancer,

The long shot,

The underdog- or would it be the underhorse?

Nobody thought a filly could win!

Until she did.

~Madelyn

Everlasting Memory

Focus,
The push of a button,
That's all it takes.
Freeze time in its tracks.
Have a memory
That will last a lifetime.
Color or black and white?
The choice is yours.
The love of pictures,
Create an everlasting memory,
By freezing time in its tracks.

~Madelyn

Found Notebook

I had a notebook that I couldn't find
A few poems written
Scribbled in a hurry,
Some in pencil
Others pen.

I thought it was lost,
Gone for good.
No matter how hard I searched,
It evaded capture.

One glimpse of the black spiral
Was all it took.
A finger hooked around it,
Pulled it free.
Beyond happy that I had found it,
My black and white floral notebook.

~Madelyn