Sunday, September 30, 2012

I Stand

wings spread 
I stand
waiting to fly
free.

soon
I will soar
but not yet.
I stand.
waiting

chained
grounded
I grow
I stand.

waiting
I will fly.
I can.

I stand 
wings outstretched
arms reaching
I stand.

your beautiful

they say its true
but do you listen?
did you ever think
 to realize that
your worst criticizer can be yourself?

it doesn't matter
 what you look like, 
it all depends on whats 
within

they say your beautiful.
it's true.

Sunday, July 8, 2012

a beacon in the sea

a raging squall
a torrent in the deep
darkly gather
all around me

a light in the dark
a beacon in the sea

I am not the only
though so lonly

as a beacon in the sea

I stand tall
resiliant
and remember who
I really am

a beacon in the sea

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

you're beautiful

they say its true,
but do you listen?
did you ever think
to realize that
you're biggest criticizer
can be yourself?

it doesn't matter 
what you look like
it all depends on whats 
within.

they say you're beautiful
its true.

Monday, May 7, 2012

Dragon

dream of fire
with death death ablaze
she soars mighty
throughout the haze

amber eyes of wisdom
set deep in emerald scales

tales of war
fables of gore
deep within

she spreads her silvered wings
and caution flings
to rule fore'r more
with a chilling roar

high she doth soar
queen to the core
Majesty and more

in the world
but never of it

forever free
forever more
if only inside
it may be

Sunday, April 15, 2012

what really matters

breaking through

the clouds without

whisps of white

cover raging storms below



peacefull

regal

the heavens open,

and I see

the world below



rushing

busying

with the unimporant

never seeing


the real thing




what really matters

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Some Say I'm Perfect

Some say I'm perfect.
I disagree

I make mistakes
do things incorrect
they say I'm really perfect
someday I'll prove them wrong

they say I'm perfect now
but someday, somehow
eventually they'll see

some say I'm perfect
I disagree

Sunday, March 18, 2012

my place

this place is mine
where there is no foe
enemies become friends
all is different
and no one knows
and no one cares
this place is mine

where the places I cant go
come to me
this place I've never been
the place of would-be
never-was
and forgotten dreams
this place is mine.

Sunday, February 26, 2012

phoenix

wings alight
tail of fire
soaring o'er the bloody mire

screaming flame
the world to maim
with death and pain

ever heard
the mighty bird

never lured
never trapped
journey though lands
never mapped

Thursday, February 23, 2012

Treelight



the sunlight dapples
drifting through the wispy branches
that sway in the wind

and create a master piece
on the pine needle carpet
green and fresh,

the scent of spring
mixed with something
different

ancient, regal,
unknown yet always there
nature, at her best

Sunday, February 12, 2012

seasons

summer comes, spring leaves
but it will return.
the heat comes, the spring breeze leaves
but it will return.

fall comes, summer leaves
but it will return.
colors come, the heat leaves
but it will return.

winter comes, fall leaves
but it will return.
snow comes, the grass dies
but it will return.

spring comes winter leaves
but it will return.
flowers come, snow leaves
but it will return.

new friends come, old ones leave
but they will not return.
new dreams come, old ones leave
but they will never return.