Hailey's Forest

August Poetry Collection: Endings Only Lead to New Beginnings  It has been a few months since I have posted a monthly poetry collection and that is because it has been a few months since I have written anything. But this month I started to find inspiration in life again. So please enjoy these poems of endings and new beginnings  The sky is still blue though  Sometimes Rain comes in. Gray Clouds that cast the city Into night. As  The sounds and thoughts echo But you know it is coming Air whispers; so Your umbrella is in your bag Ready for the wash But sometimes. The sky is blue And clouds still pull people  Moving; Jackets overhead and  Walking faster than feet allow In such slick  It shines but billows Until it is done And the ground leaves no trace Of the sun  Where the dark sides show The betrayal of the sky  Take the photo now  I read poetry in the bathtub  Because I thought it would make a pretty Poem about life. Of ripples agai...

  Painting a House From Every Country in Oceania  We are back with another continent in the Paint the World series! For those of you who don’t know this is a series I started in 2024 where I paint a house inspired by the architecture of every country!  I have been going country by country and so far have done North, Central and South America!  I have been posting a short video and some fun facts associated with every country over on my YouTube channel so make sure you check out the full playlist if you want to see them come together! And make sure to subscribe to see the countries that are coming!  In this blog I will be going through all of the countries in the Oceania region(which consists of Australia, New Zealand and surrounding islands in the south pacific ocean) and talking about my inspiration behind them!  If you want to read about the other posts I have made about this series you can read them here:  North and Central America  South Amer...

Welcome back to my monthly collection of poetry! This month had some interesting and repetitive inspiration, and a lot of days where I did not want to write. But in the end, I have a few poems that represent longing, change and reflection. Enjoy!  when i see the moon  Every night I search Sea of twinkling before the stars  Tops, blanketed in black  Tucked in but never asleep Most nights its light Is drowned out Hidden in the maze  But some, an artists paints it When the planets align  Waving from above  does the butterfly remember being a caterpillar My smile drowns out your sorrow I forget what it was like To experience that. And for a second I question my own  Memories. No one speaks No one but- My own shaky hand Writing in the hospital room I know I was you. You have grown into me Ground into my bones Now nothing but stars  How can I hold you and not burn?  hi again.  A friend turned acquaintance turned monster next door  Wi...