Dreams

Do I Dare to Dream?
I now stand silently at a forked road,
But do I dare to Dream?
My sun-filled soul screams to be free,
My heardened heart whispers conformity.
But do I dare to Dream?
Still, the question gnaws at my fleeting hopes;
My heardened heart whispers conformity,
Wishing answers were as light as leaves.
Still, the question gnaws at my fleeting hopes,
My sun-filled soul screams to be free...
Wishing answers were as light as leaves,
I now stand silently at a forked road.


Fade to Night
When Day fades to Night,
Eyes give up their Plight.
Turning in Sweet Sleep;
Then, the Poet Dreams.
Banishing Logic.

Songs in the Dark,
Strolls through the Park.
Rise above Life,
Without a Strife.

Walk Alone.
Fly Free.
No Home.

Give in,
Dreams win.

Soar.


The Queen of Fairies
A dress prim and poised caresses smooth skin,
Fair hair is tossed softly by clouds.
Her ebony eyes are cast lightly in thought;
The Queen of Fairies is perching alone.

Though clouds dark as mystery settle heavy and thick,
Graceful hands masked in virtue glow bright.
With a subtle and serenely pale beam of crisp light,
The souls of playful shadows danced around.

Her shimmering wings flittered faintly in the breeze,
Sparkling with a strangely mesmerizing sound;
Like a young child's laugh, a shrill bird's first cries,
Yet her countenance remained blissfully unchanged.

The last sob of music faded swiftly through the mist,
In its place lie solemn sighs loud as thunder.
Gleaming rays lined in laughter falter and fade;
Awakened to another lost dawn, the Queen releases her dreams.


Butterfly Dreaming
" I dreamt, I was a butterfly, or was I a butterfly dreaming..."

Lit wings
Reflected,
Captivating.
Awed, I reach out to her,
Sighing.

Graceful,
Silently
Fascinating.
Diamond drops cascade down.
Tears.

Ever
Enchanting,
Pale shimmering.
Somehow she cannot see
Her wings.

Joyful,
Entrancing,
I lift her chin.
"With such wings, you can fly!"
I try.

Glowing,
Delightful,
She wipes her tears.
Downcast wings start to
flutter.

Smiling,
Suddenly
Remembering.
Enrapturing in her
Found Wings.

Angel's Outspread Wings
Light as an Angel's outspread Wings,
Gracefully flowing as the Sea's Foam.
A stroke of Pure Divinity
so Plain and Overlooked.
Gracefully Flowing as the Sea's Foam,
it is Precious as a Porcelain Complexion.
So Plain and Overlooked.
Reflected through Heaven's brilliant Clouds;
It is Precious as a Porcelain Complexion.
A Stroke of Pure Divinity
Reflected through Heaven's brilliant Clouds,
Light, as an Angel's outspread Wings.