man

man, originally uploaded by Gabrysha.

Color

Color, originally uploaded by Gabrysha.

April 25 2010

April 25 2010, originally uploaded by Gabrysha.

April 24 2010

April 24 2010, originally uploaded by Gabrysha.

The Flood

Love Poem

In the sunshine , originally uploaded by Gabrysha.

"I wanna coax you in,
Let you drive the lifelines that make up the global routes and interstates of my body.
They are empty galaxies,
Filled with streams of notable songs and unplanted ideas.
Unclaimed and uncultivated territories of wilderness,
With blustery wind spun curls and flame burned cheeks.
Spurs of momentary silences,
Where the warm elm and oak collide in a heat
And that is when the mountain was spinning in the grass,
Twisting with the soul inside of me,
Strings falling upward dancing,
Making pinwheels in the sky
As I trace my hands across my face I feel the melting of flaxen liquid soaking into my skin.
We were moving inside an unstrung thought,
Listening to the sounds of a smoldering wisdom of sandalwood incense and pine.
The scent of the burn folding against the vanilla jasmine oils was an unmoving film, muttering against our interlaced legs,
a purposeful knot unending conjugated and sewn with fingers and paint. "

She said this and the noises that came from her heart were ringing in his ears.



Gabriela Niejadlik

Young Photographer, Reload

Young Photographer, Reload, originally uploaded by whitnaay.

teen arts 2010 oh how i love miss Stanik's art skills! =]
check out the rest at her flickr! =] http://www.flickr.com/photos/witxty/

Dimensions

Dimensions, originally uploaded by Gabrysha.

open

IMG_9694

IMG_9694, originally uploaded by Gabrysha.

i'm listening to the ocean as it pulls in the weeds
pulls in the salt from the rims of floating shells and lost bottles.
letters to unmade places and sandy thoughts are flooding
the sky is crying, the world is lying in a heap of broken sun
the fog is rolling
into the valley
in the shadow of death and deals
So i am watching the oceans as it lulls me to sleep
like a lullaby drowning
pooling like puddles from a thunderstorm
banging on the ground like bullets from a gun.
letting the skin bleed like a open heart
foaming from forced breathing
living to die
and failing to dare
I am sleeping, the ocean filled with reeds and notes
the paper planes and sheet music are my skin
wet, they cling to my legs and climb up my calves
like ivy vines of music
and the ships are singing as they face the waves
white like upside down sky, clouds make up the road
and the sails are fraying into the blue dragonflies
filling the sky with scales of fleeting lights
i am drowning into layers of water ,lacy lights filter between the moving greens and blues
and i am lying at the bottom of the ocean, a place
unthought to me and unthought to my mind
a free place

March 1 2010 120

March 1 2010 120, originally uploaded by Gabrysha.

Inside my body and infection is spreading,
a feeling like wild fire burning my lungs
and nerves bare
the nature is wilting from the heat,
the world is still

The X Factor

others, originally uploaded by Gabrysha.

+( rough ) ideas
You put my hands on the wheel of life and I peeled out twice.
Once when we just started and again when we were almost home.
I was yelling and you were eating,
I kept saying how I could crash and we could die and how I wasn't in college yet and how a cop could stop us and how I couldn't drive.
You were laughing while I was driving.
"make sure you stay in the middle of the road, we don't want to go in the snow."
I looked at you and you were laughing more and still eating.
"give me my glasses then I can't see for my life"
You looked at me and said" you can see your just afraid to be blind. You don't know whats coming next and your afraid. Maybe the unknown isn't so bad you know? Take a chance Gab."
I was quiet and I pressed on the gas as we took a sharp turn.
"Relax baby Gabby. Where was the Gabby I met those years ago?"
"She took a break."
" yeah well life is a full time job and doesn't give vacation time."
We were laughing and I was still driving.
I wasn't thinking and I hadn't felt so free in my life.
" You make me do things I wouldn't normally do." I said
and we were going down the emtpy road between 23 and local roads that lead to freedom and to jail.
"Yea? I guess I'm your x factor."
I was driving.

Feb 10 2010 Day 101

Feb 10 2010 Day 101, originally uploaded by Gabrysha.

There was someone in the hallway screaming,
Like they were facing murder head on,
The skin wrinkling from wounds to the scalp and chest.
And we all looked at each other
Silence joining us like an inviting friend
Silence like the one that sets up post at gleaming halls
Of death and decay
Silence, a warming misery like snow drifting onto overturned bodies.

I was sitting with my common notebook and my common black ink pen
And I remember wanting to cry, and to join the screaming
Let them realize there was someone else willing to give in and let their soul and mind explode with truth because I was sick of the deception and compulsive liars that were linked to me through hallways and through speech that I thought maybe, if I lost my voice I would loose them too so I could scream until my vocal cords teamed with a pain like frostbite and they would erode like the earth around me, like a mountains of mute songs being played by the shifting plains and trees falling into oblivion like lovers caught inside reality.
I was tired and sick and the illness that was creeping up my synapses of my mind was like a nuclear fog eating away my opinions.

and the teacher closed the door

Snowday

Snowday, originally uploaded by Gabrysha.

hi there!

Dyptich

Dyptich, originally uploaded by Gabrysha.

Window

Window, originally uploaded by Gabrysha.

I never thought to write you down until this moment
and if i hadn't you wouldn't even exist , a harsh laid out complexity
inside my legs, a fatty thigh hidden behind burnt out matchstick jeans
the small ignition to a well driven soul whose mileage comes with memories.
and if this war were to come down to my freedom?
my very right to speak the words love peace happiness
i would
i would in the momentary reach or adrenaline anger fear and honor i would.
given the chance to be free given the chance to live
i could not live from phrase to phrase given by someone else
"speak when spoken to."
and
I saw her soul that day
the day that was so long and so fast that it blurred by me in years.
the years she spent choked by man whose love she did not understand
and whose personality reeked of royalty.
"His Grace"
grace of a man who would betray his humanity as quickly as his politics
if merely given the chance, politics were only politics
and the heir his wife could not give him was only a child
just like his love, a love that was small and nearly unconcieved inside the womb of the beating steel weight beneath his pleated jacket.

Jan 30 2010 Day 90

Jan 30 2010 Day 90, originally uploaded by Gabrysha.

she was rushing, tossing around the nerves that invaded her senses
her senses were failing, dulled but the blunt blade of a emotional distraction and the distraction was a reaction to what the world was morphing into, into a state beyond paranoia beyond anxiety the worlds greatest drug was failing her. She was not brave in this new world she was afraid and the world was afraid with her.

Panic settles in.

The world is built with gray smoke, filling the lungs of its' creations as they walk into jobs preordained for them.They don't have a care in the world, but she cares for them.

Panic settles in.

She cares for the world choking from the smoke, choking from the gases of an atmosphere filled with anger and negative weight.Weight that is an unforgiven sin, like murder, like murder.

a soul wanders out from the smoke of a burning body and says
"Let the panic settle in."

Lupine Flowers

IMG_9650, originally uploaded by Gabrysha.

she walks onto an open road
empty of suspicion and anxiety
am i gonna take this road?
she wanders to the desert through the woods
she makes the left to where the vagabonds go
am i gonna take this road?

Asleep Inside A World Of Dreams

Asleep Inside A World Of Dreams, originally uploaded by Gabrysha.

Your a fever
a rocky mountain filled with voices and symphonies.
and your a muse to the world, a goddess of the spoken word
and your only 17 only a young and shifting sandy soul
turning in the time of verses
dusty fleeting blurbs on worn wooden tables.
and your a piece of powered chalk
so walk me on the moss that lines your road
your life aligned with the garden fence
the gate is broken but i can still see you through the gaps
the spaces in the wood and the roots that line your route
are you a high way or a local road?
are you a thruway or a dirt path?
are you filled with weeds or are you naked?

Jan 15 2010 Day 76

Jan 15 2010 Day 76, originally uploaded by Gabrysha.

i dreamed about the ocean last night
it was the early morning and she was running into the sunshine,
her skin was gleaming with a constant melting gold
and the sun was on fire
a fury of flames and passion igniting in the sky
an explosive sphere heading west to sunrise
she turned around as she ran, and i saw her face filled with light

Jan 20 2010 Day 81

Jan 20 2010 Day 81, originally uploaded by Gabrysha.

can you see me?
through the musty smells of nature's decay
and history's dismemberment
have you talked to the trees lately?
or have they left your mind?
a seedless mind is a thoughtless field
a gardener whose ideas lay with her soul
lay in her body
and she feels like a ......

Jan 23 2010 Day 84

Jan 23 2010 Day 84, originally uploaded by Gabrysha.

The movement of the trees sways at my insides
a fever that grows inside my soul is reaching my mouth
it runs from my voice and stirs me
my feet bend to the rhythm of reeds dancing in the weeds
and i follow the voice of reason
the voice that screams a impassionated speech toward the sky
it screams " You are ALIVE" and i die into a heap of emotion
a mixed up

Photo of the day from my flickr!

Jan 21 2010 Day 82, originally uploaded by Gabrysha.

I'll be posting photos from my Flickr account to my blog along with poems now! Hoorah!

There is this questions she gets asked every so often
and sometimes she answers and other times she doesnt
its not that it doesnt matter but she hasn't thought about it in a long time
a time where the clock was crusting over with a weird and strange layer of dead skin and musk
she didn't know where it was from so thats what she told people
she would say" you know I'm not quite sure where I got it"
and people would stare and look and stare and look
and she would back off and let them take in whatever they needed
and she would ask in a smal childs voice" Is that what you needed?"
and they would all answer togather" yes" and they would walk away
in hurried footsteps from a crime scene that they knew had appeared
but of course it was ... and unfinished series