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

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

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

"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.

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

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

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

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