My Poetry
Some Things Wander
Lips that whisper tales of enchanted dreams lick the horizon of my wishes
Six pence and two-penny nails steady the shakiness of thought
Weather drawn horse brigades gallop in a moment's scream
as thunderbirds of catalyst perch inside the willow branches along my hidden stream
ice blown torch of idiocrisy fills billowed gales of an uncharted course
will the blinking stars of the heavens night speak to me in lullabyes
or encourage the charismatic pull of the lady light of the night in her lunar glory
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My Life Force
Cinnamon spirnkled soul
sugared with the infinite possibilities held within its open arms
Beating heart alive with the majik of today anew
What dark dust filled corners within my mind it cleans with new found brilliant hope
I choose the eternity of desire and the fullfilment of wishes granted true
Little joyous cobblestones line my enchanted path so bright
My feet do not touch the loving sustaining earth for I float within its tender might
The antiquity of the trees sing to me as the beasts come to take a curious look
I sit and let it overflow and cascade and drench all I see, touch and feel
A roaring river that started as a little babbling brook
Love warms my heart, strengthens my bones, and fills my heart with happiness divine
life is everywhere, inside and without and it is all mine
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