the biggest road
Glimmer in a mother's eye
Upon the first breath a stubborn cry
Soothed by a loving hand
Knobby knees and gangly legs
Every day is its own wild adventure
The world is a wonderland
Time passes and adventures thin
A path once wide is suddenly narrow
And none seem to understand
No feat will ever sustain
Where none can slow down to see
The world has become bland
Ever present pleasure and pain
Course through the spindly fingers of time
Falling back to murky sand
Sanctuary for cats
Finally got that novel published
I never thought I would
Never mind the fact
It really made a fortune
At first I was elated
For adventures that awaited
Until the day I woke and thought
What's it all for?
For a while I pondered
Alone I paced and wandered
Until I finally saw
My destiny before me
A sanctuary for cats
We'd never have any rats
And all the cats without a home
Would never be alone
They could come as they please
And slink around with ease
And sleep before a roaring fire
In winter's longest nights
Beside great windows they'd rest
Knowing nothing but the best
And and eating delicious meals
Prepared by a full time chef
A library or a bookstore
For passerby to explore
That would do quite nicely
I've never wanted more
And as people choose their book
Down upon them cats will look
Curled up proudly with half moon eyes
We the guests within their home
Battle for more
Upon the hill a primal cry
Answered by icy steel
A battle rages on
For land and love and riches
Under blood red dawn
The army rages down
Their leader hungry
And not without advantage
They meet the enemy
An army half the size
Rocks within the valley
Their leader fierce and wise
To his face the other bellows
Gloating in the easy victory
Bewitched by lust for more
In response the other laughs
The small army in the valley
Triples in size
Blinded by desire
The other suspected nothing
Hotheaded hunger
Bested by cool calculation
One by one
The army was slayed
As the bloodthirsty roar
Quivered to shock and terror
As his army was slaughtered
The leader let out a scream
From a place of scalding rage
And drew his sword
Craving death and blood
Of the other who simply stood
And as the sword came down
The other simply smiled
And blinded by lust and rage
The furious leader never saw
The soldier from behind
Who sliced that roaring head
Clean from muscled shoulders
green grass
"I envy you", said the ground to the tree.
"Why is that", asked the mighty tree?
"Beneath you, I am dull and plain. Above me, your colors shine so richly against the sky."
"Yet without you I could not exist. Thus my colors are ours alike."
"I suppose this is true", replied the earth, brown in the shadow of the tree.
Both were quiet for awhile, but the tree knew that the ground below was no more content than when the conversation began.
Upon one of the tree's mighty boughs, a robin came to rest.
"May I use this bough to build my nest upon?" The robin asked the tree.
The tree thought awhile before responding, "You may, but only if you send a message to the sky."
The robin agreed, and upon the next rainfall, the rain lashed down for three days.
Rooted against the storm within the trusty ground, the tree began to wonder if the message sent by the robin had angered the sky.
Eventually the rain stopped, but the tree and the ground were exhausted from the storm.
"Your trunk!" Exclaimed the ground, "It is no longer green and wrapped with flowers, but brown and barren. The rain must've been cursed!"
"And look at you, returned the tree. You now shine lush and green, and littered with flowers as far as the eye can see."
Indeed, the tree's request had worked. Sacrificing it's beautiful trunk and limbs that would now be brown, the tree requested a magical rain from the sky to transfer the lost color to the ground below. Only the tips of the tree would hold lovely green leaves and flower in the springtime, but as the ground cheered with glee below, the tree did not regret the decision.
"You are too good to me," said the ground to the tree, "how shall I ever repay you?"
"Repayment isn't necessary", replied the tree, "the greatest enjoyment in life is enjoyment shared with friends.
kaleidoscope
Dancing on a crystal floor
Love and lust and lore
Freedom of a starry sky
Up and down do not apply
Lost within rainbow shards
The enchanted eye regards
Lost within the mystery
Ever changing symmetry
Golden Eye
Golden eye
Staring back
What can I do
To make it stay
I want to run
And love and hate
Myself included
Fate excluded
Gallop and glimmer
Fly and shimmer
Receding deeper
Into the void
The golden eye is gone
Everything is black
Frantic and fleeting
Furious fervor
I want to go back
I want to hide
To flee the blackness inside
I can see you there
Can you see me too?
Can I ask
If you've seen a golden eye?
You look offended
What did I say
They always run away
It's golden and wise
That lovely eye
Where has it gone?
Leaving me all alone
I wish it would end
All the fear and pain
Maybe then I could be free
And happy again
But not without the eye
Where has it gone?
To leave and deceive
And set us all to rot
It isn't fair to live enslaved
I won't take it
Or be a victim
But the hole inside
Grows deeper still
Nipping, gnawing, nagging
Insatiable darkness
Checked by the golden light
Farther than near
Nearer than far
The eye has returned
Magnificently golden
Shedding heavenly light
I cannot stand the darkness
I cannot live alone
Please magnificent god
Don't leave me on my own!
Where did you go
Please come back
Don't leave me in the darkness again
Just hold that happy thought, Peter, don't let it slip away
Maybe you'll be surprised someday
What are the chances that I'd find you here and now?
What made you say goodbye?
I want to run away
Maybe I will someday
Will you come too?
Or shall you be happy for a while?
Your ways confuse me Peter, and yet I ask you now
To come with me
Unless you can't
Or maybe you don't want to
That's all good an fine
But why did you come then?
Was it only to gloat and nag?
To throw temptation in my face, and tear it all away?
I hate you
You enrage me for sport and bask in my fury
Well just hold that happy thought, Peter
The game is over now
You've deceived me for the last time
So don't come back again
I hope you rot and shrivel
"Peter!"
"Yes, mother."
Where is Peter?
I've lost him again
Am I Peter?
Impossible
Peter was in the mirror
Dropped my juice
It's in the sky
Flying free
Floating high
Where is here
How long is now
Trapped in fog
Wondering how
Down is lost
And up is gone
Fate anew
Brings murky dawn
Juice again
Hovers nearby
Swings around
I don't know why
Trapped within
This petty place
Eye to eye
And face to face
Yet with whom
I shan't deduce
God of none
Master of juice
Gone is time
Lasting never
Bleak echo
Rings forever
Lunch
Three years ago
My grandma went away
We sat down for lunch
Yesterday
Memory gone
She couldn't stay at home
Once an elegant
Epitome
Hopeful she found peace
In a mind lost elsewhere
I was surprised by
An old stare
A grin met her eyes
As it had long ago
She asked me to sit
Not to go
We talked for a while
The years melted away
We laughed and she spoke
Clear as day
She was beautiful
A marvelous echo
Of a time ended
Long ago
But she soon grew sad
Beauty foreign and strange
And she paused for one
Last exchange
With a steady hand
She took one of mine and
Asked me to please
Understand
Before she was kind
With unwavering grace
And she was now too
One last trace
And then she was gone
I stood lost and alone
Yet I did not mourn
Lifeless bone
She had found her peace
Her soul was truly free
And she chose with love
To tell me
McAccident
I fell in McDonalds
When I was three
Deprived of fries
Woe was me
The floor was wet
I was excited
Events blended
Danger unsighted
There may have been
A warning to heed
Not helpful
When you can't read
I got up fast
I had a mission
I did not need
Further permission
"She's fine", they said
I agreed
Not caring when
I began to bleed
Stupid chin
Cut on the floor
A rising pain
I chose to ignore
More important
Were other things
Crispy fries
That heaven brings
Carried away
I shoved and fought
They said I was injured
I cared not
Tears of longing
Couldn't bring fries
An opportunity wasted
Upon fate's surprise
The day was over
Chin gushing and bleeding
At least I learned
The importance of reading