Cursed It is said of those soaring high They’ve been cursed up to the sky ‘What curse?’ I wondered ‘How so?’ I pondered Freedom is too erroneous a desire That poet, his prophet is a liar They said the answer was one And questions none…

My stomach hurts! Head foggy with sedentary gloom. I need a walk. It’s beautiful out. Cloudy, chilly, hot, With birds chirping, and breeze blowing I haven’t walked in my forest for weeks, And weeks and weeks, Too busy escaping the drum and drone of For next,…

Love is like a slow dance, a slow dance for two, Sweet romance lingers in the air A promise of true love nothing else can compare. When you look at me intently with your loving brown eyes, I get lost in my own world as…

The wrinkles of time crease her face. Every line leaves a trace. Her ruby red lips seem out of place. Her nose a tiny button. Her blue almond shaped eyes peer from a brow of snow. Sparkling with delight. Sparking a secret wisdom. A deluge…

Boring people, boring lives, boring dates, the city. Superficial cares, and superficial stares. Do you have an original thought? Wearing a mask, playing a part, dinner, dessert, goodnight. “You’re cute,” “You’re hot,” I’d rather be shot. I know what I want, you’re not. Depth, care,…

She is twilight and guardian Mother. Her medicine scatters the dark. She is Teacher; lone, alone, loyal. Her honor is the energy of the ages. She is the path inward; governor of intuition. Her raven will fly for you, if you trust the full moon.

HOUR TEN POEM # 10 24 HOUR POEM MARATHON BE KIND AND LOVE Four winds laying calm in the sky, Marshmallow like clouds drift by. Don’t anger the wind of the south, It will muzzle, repress your mouth. Watch the stormy wind of the west,…

In your eyes I gaze to see your soul My heart is racing I must keep control I see through the watery haze that covers them like a morning dew as the fog gently lifts So deep in your eyes I see our future a…

Our colours are matched So different So changing And still matching Through the changes   Our colours speak for us We proudly wear them Beyond all ups-and-downs   Our colours are matched Beyond all situations That pass by      

Who do I need to be? Stretching forward a hand to grab, extended fingers clutch many jars on the shelf Which face shall I wear? this one went to senior prom though that one begged to go but would not fit the dress What will…