Journey to a Past Life (half marathon #8)

I closed my eyes, entering all the colors of the rainbow and drifted into thirteen. Thirteen… Thirteen… Thirteen… I am moving at great speed through a forest. The head of a daunting black horse bobs in front of me. My hands hold its leather straps…

Poem 8

Chapter 8: Return   I leap   Back My prince, no prince Is back.   Strapped down A branding iron closing in In the middle of town square.   Cheers and ruckus loud around Mage working magic black Like smoke in rings surrounds them.  …

HOUR 8

DRONE THIS!! I’m in a field flying high with a  toy called Drone.   Flying high feeling high in a Drone’s minds eye.   Feeling high with your minds eye drives me crazy   With your drone in play driving me crazy I give up!    

Pantoum Of Adoration

He is truly my medieval knight; I seek him again this life. Maybe it’s a memory? Or perhaps a book I read. I seek him again this life. He existed then, he must now! Or only lives in a book I read. How can I…

HOUR FIVE: Technology

myPhone   sluggish eyes drooping waning fast blinded by the bright moving frame i can’t imagine a world without my head hurting from so much focus on a screen.

The wedding vow

You accept me for being me, the greatest gift, only you can give. i can be myself, with no other pretense and you never complain. when I feel like crying or don’t laugh at your joke and when I am upset, you give me some…

Unrhymed Pantoum

The Earth spins on Around the Sun The Moon comes up Amongst the stars Around the Sun The planets sing, Amongst the stars They’re barely seen The planets sing Their wordless song They’re barely seen And seldom heard Their wordless song The Great Minds seek…

Butterflies

Butterflies fly all way to the home With wings riding winds of freedom They falter, halt and move again They know their journey is not long. With wings riding winds of freedom They glide effortlessly though They know their journey is not long They keep…