forever-wandering

I've been there before, where heart Merges with mind A whirl, a ride Gaining speed and hurtling Into the extremities of earth, space and time No boundaries, no chains All free to whatever is desired To run wild into Its never-ending depths On this magical land No one else, nowhere else, nothing else matters

As glorious as a radiant sunset regal red and gorgeous orange beams of light ricocheting off in every angle As black and endless as the abyss  of black, suffocating, compressing, encasing, bearing down As beautiful as a newborn child in the arms of a mother tender, so mild, and joy beyond the existence of speech and words As ugly as cruel and rotten death glaring in its hideous evil eye As warm as a fire crackling merrily in a hearth snapping and popping with a contented glow As devastating as a forest fire born from so little, growing as it sweeps everything into burnt, black, and charred; unhealed As cozy as a soaking bath surrou

Can you feel it? your hear pounding that never-ceasing rhythm? Can you smell it? the sweet scent of flowers blossoming across stretches of rolling valleys and hills? Can you see it? the horizon glowing in the distance? Can you taste it? victory and its glorious taste? Can you hear it? this beating music of your soul?

Where has Persephone gone? Her springtime air floating in her wake, her delicate touch blooming all in to life her laughing--tinkling bells--swirling through the air. I remember her sparkling bright eyes full of Love and full of Delight. I remember her face, always set in a light, glimmering glow. Her spun silk hair would fall softly around her shoulders and she'd wear naught but a Simple dress but still portray a perfect picture of Beauty. Remember when she would dance Love would blossom in the air followed by Care, and Devotion, Consideration, and Emotion. Persephone would plant seeds of Bliss and nourish the fruits of Tim

Butterflies prance and dance through the fields of green grass and the last small bud unseals Apples bob at the top of the trees the sun glows down low and the branches breathe Nearby a child who smiles chases a butterfly she skips then dips a foot in the pond nearby The calm water shatters ripples scatter through the pond's face and she glances her face enhances in the watery space The child laughs as the butterflies pass right through her fingers and her feet brushes the pond's reeds and rushes and there, forevermore, she lingers

There once was a girl named Melinda Bobbins She took a vacation to the Galapagos Islands Melinda swam with the gigantic Galapagos turtles and even met Moaning Myrtle She got 50 points for throwing a book through her head then she went to bed The next day, Melinda went back to the beach She met a shaman and learned the word "beseech" After an hour, she forgot the word but, spent her time shooting birds Melinda felt bad for killing so many She brewed a potion and made a magic penny SHe threw the magic penny on the ground, and shouted "Fly, birds, fly!" the birds heard the sound, and they became alive but then the penny turned brig

Black roses Black hearts Black paints Black art Black death Black pain Black snow Black rain Black sun Black moon Black star Black doom Where are all the colors?

Where is she? I dig madly through my drawers and claw through my closet Where is she? that once smiling face so full of laughter and carefree happiness Where is she? Now, I can find only the black and dark no warm colors, no comfortable dress Where is she?

     The moon shone bright, high above the tree tops. The faint sweet scent of pine hung like a veil over the woods, and the moonbeams fanned out everywhere, bathing the whole forest in a shimmering pool of silver. An owl hooted softly on a pine tree's topmost branch, breathing his soothing lullaby.  A nearby stream trickled gently, reflecting the shining silver gleams of the moon. The water sparkled in the moonlight as it bumped against the riverside and the rocks resting in its bed. The current whispered its quiet song, as the water gurgled on by.     She sat perched on a large rock by the edge of the flowing water. Her chin was rested on

     She was settled under a huge maple tree, with flaming red and orange leaves. The wind blew softly, causing bright leaves to scatter along the yard and into the setting sun. Summer was parting, and growing into an icy, chilly fall.     In between her fingers was a rose. From its depths it spat back never-ending, satin black. She twirled it between her pale fingers while gazing at it with a mixed expression from her ice-blue eyes.     Some chimes rang in the distance. Someone clattered a window shut to block out the cold. Her hair fluttered in the wind and over her face. She kept her eyes glued to the black rose, entranced.     A pin

Your lies weigh down on your soul As we teeter on the edge Of truth, assumption, dishonesty. The longer I stayed with you, That prolonged bliss, Just translates into more lies To catch up on And now they send me plummeting Into insanity and frustration. And hate. It burns my tongue, Leaves ashes in my mouth As I spit out your words, Hoping hearing them escape From my own mouth Will free them from the echoing Chambers of memory. But repeating your dishonesty Just awakens my dormant panic- The feeling of hopelessness, Unforgivable loss, And I relive your strangling deceit. Sucking in another breath, Air feels like mus

I know these aren't the words You want to hear right now But these words are here inside me Tearing at me from the inside out I need you to hear them And I'm sorry you can't see me But I hope you can see the resolution in my eyes Because then you know I'm not hurting too badly Just know inside I had to make this decision It's time to say goodbye to us And just be you and I Rather than together I can't do this anymore I hope you can understand When I can't give you any more reasons Than I already have I've tried and tried time after time But it's just not working anymore I need to say goodbye It was never supposed to go this