Let your imagination teach you

You can learn from wonder
You can grow from dreams
You can learn to see the world
for more them what it seems

You can tell a story
You can sing a song
You can paint a picture
that makes joy last twice as long

You can find a hideout
You can find a heart
You can find a friend
who will rejoice your hidden parts

Day 7

She
Understood
Nothing
Despite
A Constant
Yammering

Day 6

So sacrosanct our ways become
Always jerking back the reigns
Tethering so frailly spun
Upgraded by our minds to chains
Reveal the fear that makes it so
Damage that still resonates
An echoing we won’t let go
Yet fills us with a phantom hate

Day 5

Ferocity, yes my words can free it
Roaring loudly as I snatch your crown
Incite the fright yes my eyes can see it
Drop your face til it shatters on the ground
All you see now is me so believe it
Yes, I’m the lioness that took you down

Day 4

Threading yourself through impossible holes
Harnessing things that cannot be controlled
Using the ounces meant for our survival
Reclaiming our souls in the hope of revival
Sullying goodness to draw out the evil
Debating the meaning of civil and legal
Asking the fathoms of darkness for meaning
Yellowing memories of pain are now gleaming

Day 3

Warmth spreads
Engaging my senses
Dappling my face with red
Niceties melt in the molten
Engulfed by the singular
Swarmed with the details
Downward I turn
Away I drift
Yawning to stifle the screams

Day 2

Turn your thoughts from yesterday
Usurping today’s aspirations
Enveloping tomorrow in it’s dark hues
Sweep away the clouds that gather
Drown your fears in sunlight and bird songs
Articulate your intentions to the butterflies
Yearning is only the beginning

Day 1

Melancholia setting in
One day I’ll be free again
Now it seems improbable
Deceptively unsolvable
Alas the day has just begun
Yonder lives the days of fun

Bed

The stories a mattress can hold in its ribs
So easily tearing a finely cut jib
The horror humanity looses in darkness
The tales it could spin about shame and of starkness
The tears it has soaked in its pillowy skin
The motions of those who have worn it so thin
Twilight declarations made ugly by morning
The sunken in phantoms of bodies forlorning
The shame one has felt when the light has been snuffed
The quilt and the pillows hide secrets with fluff
Still it cradles us softly in slumbering stasis
Our shelter from life, our bouncy oasis

Winters End

The sharpened teeth of cold retracted,
the sun again will find its shine,
The lifeless world shall be redacted,
as snow and sun now intertwine,
The sleeping seeds suspend their slumber,
awakening their urge to sprout,
The lions gait begins to lumber,
his mighty roar now lacks in clout,
The grey and white turn blue and brown,
preparing for the luscious greens,
And icy towers melted down,
reveal the soil poised to preen

Our Souls Have Always Known

Foretold this day was,
etched in alabaster stone
and various accounts of it
were writ in ancient tomes
The oracles would speak of it
within a distant trance
And bards would bellow all about it
as the revelers danced
The witches saw it in their cauldrons
told from who knows where
The fairies spelled it out in flowers
woven in their hair
The mermaids spoke of it with fervor
from the murky depths
The maidens learned from unicorns
within their husky breath
Undoubtedly the gazers saw it told
when stars aligned
That when our eyes did finally meet
forever you'd be mine

National Poetry Month Part 5

April 25th:
The azure of evening
Brings comfort and cool
And the stars blink to life
In an e’re deepening pool

April 26th:
Keep skipping down the sidewalks
Keep dancing in the street
Your love for life is moving
so much more then your feet

April 27th:
My muscular memory
Recalls still the motions
Of flying in dreams
Across endless oceans

April 28th:
When one tends to vociferate
They care not which ears shatter
Alas the message they proclaim
Is akin to so much clatter

April 29th:
My eyes on the horizon
I'm sinking with the sun
but the moon comes to remind me
my day is far from done

April 30th:
Don't forfeit your whimsy
keep singing your song
for someday the world
may be singing along

Sear

Your light,
the shine that drew me closer led me to your whims
A husk,
I am just kindling to the heat you keep within
My end,
it's oh so evident by the sweat upon my back
The flames,
within you lick at me and I want to lick them back