Poems & Photos
The pitter-patter of tiny feet running carelessly along the street laughter ignites the calm of the day the beauty of a child at play. -Courtney Ras
The pitter-patter of tiny feet running carelessly along the street laughter ignites the calm of the day the beauty of a child at play. -Courtney Ras
Grinding with no binding, Sidewalk surfing or woodpushing, Quench hunger with the taste of pavement. The streets are calling. The pigs took the Cyclone, And we started the Vortex. Got kicked out of Love Park, So we’re headed to the F.D.R. Falling, bailing, eating concrete, Just to get up to do it again. When we’re … More
Her world was that of heartache and pain, But she was strong for she never faltered nor swayed, While those eyes may have been filled with tears, Her smile spoke of nothing but happiness.
I wrote this poem. It’s kind of a shitty one, but it’s how I was feeling. There once was a time when a girl met a guy He shared his world to her completely. A girl made a promise “I won’t fall, no lovers” For his heart was tied to another’s. A girl fought back … More Poetry #5
Lately, in response to my new years resolutions, I have reintroduced painting and writing into my life. I often post a picture of my artwork on instagram to inspire others to let their creative flag fly. I have found that not enough people allow themselves time to sit back and do something they truly enjoy … More Let your mind flow.
Skateboarding: Quench your own hunger It’s grinding with no binding The street is calling -Courtney Ras
I wear my heart on my sleeve. I wear it for all to see. I wear my heart on my sleeve. My vulnerability. I have been hurt and cheated, but it still beats strong. I wear my heart on my sleeve. I wear it for all to see. I wear my heart on my sleeve, … More Poetry #3: Vulnerable
Wake up, I am here. It’s your arm that reaches around to my heart Your lips that whisper in my ear “Wake up from your nightmare, my dear” Wake up, my love, I am here. –Courtney Ras