Each day
she brushes them back
but they return
and slowly begin to burn.

Flowing like ocean waves
they come back and forth.
Each tear drops in the ocean
and she tries to contain her emotion.

Pain never seems to dissipate.
She was always far away
from her lighthouse in the night
while she'd searched for a light.

She drowns in her overflowing tears
and waves her hands
for a sign of safety
but she's lost in the crying sea.

Thinking,
Having,
Appreciating,
Noticing
Kind
Full
Unified
Love

They flutter and fly
as they leave each branch.
They flutter together
like a butterfly avalanche.

The tree is their home
where they destined to be,
but they do roam around
readily and free.

Together they will stay
in their butterfly family.
This place will always
be their butterfly tree.

One Christmas Eve
when I was four years old
I climbed into my bunk bed
shivering from the cold.
Anxious for Santa to come
I asked my sister if I could
crawl in her bed.
I laid on the opposite side
and lifted up my head.
Surprising my little heart
outside my window not so far.
Something I only thought was
in the Bible but there was
the shining Christmas star.
Shimmering brightly
outside my window
I watched it glitter
and I watched it glow.
It stayed there all night
on that night of December.
It was so cool to me
and I will always remember.

pastel blossoms
twirled and wrapped
around her head
some pink and some red.

each delicate petal
lies gently
on this rosy crown
feeling light and unbound.

every pigment
shines from the sun
a bright, pale gold,
a color faint but bold.

The look in your eyes
breaks my heart.
The look in your eyes
stretches our strings apart.

The look in your eyes
gives me second thoughts.
The look in your eyes
puts my stomach in knots.

The look in your eyes
brings me to tears.
The look in your eyes
has changed in these years.

The look in your eyes
is not okay.
The look in your eyes
fades as you walk away...

the moon glistened
on your eyes. .
a glow appeared
on your hand
when we touched

I looked into
your sparkling eyes.
they waved
like the moon
on the river.

our hands held
in front of
the moon.
the night darkened
and stars brighten.

the moon sparkled
like an angel in the sky.
it laced around the galaxy
as shooting stars fly.
night comes to an end
as dawn blossoms
like a marmalade rose
rising from the bottom.
day goes by
and night will appear again.
a lovely lunar will stream
all the light it can contain.

City lights glitter and flicker
as street lights turn on.
Cars speed by
and then they are gone.

Trees are blowing with the wind
and house lights shut down.
Darkness fills the world
and I glisten on the ground.

I'm shining on the river.
I'm following through the window of your car.
I'm glimmering above the forest.
I'm with you wherever you are.

Flying deep above the flowing water
is the Ocean Butterfly.
Its wings  are blue as the waves totter.
Its beryl wings fly so high.

It lives in a tropical tree with others.
Where they live free
in their beautiful ocean colors.
Where they are destined to be.

These beautiful, beryl butterflies
are special in every way.
They fly above the sunrise.
Brilliantly and gleefully away.

When you look at the page,.
and there are no words.
Your mind is spinning.
It only disturbs.

Searching and searching
you spend a lot of time..
Your mind is wandering
for that perfect rhyme.

Sometimes it takes a while
and it stresses you out.
You have a gift for poetry
so no need to pout.

The race was ready to begin.
I was sure I was going to win.
The whistle blew.
I jogged as my pace grew and grew.

I ran and ran for miles.
I ran over hurdles and piles.
I ran faster than anyone could.
I ran straight into a large piece of wood.

I couldn't believe what I had done.
I should have never had run.
I tried to stand.
I looked up, and saw a hand.

A fellow runner grabbed my hand.
He helped me to stand.
He took me to a bench and stayed put.
He even helped me with my sprained foot.

We watched the race run.
We watched to see who won.
I wished I could have ran.
I was glad I was given a hand.

When others are in pain.
We should love them all the same.
If they cannot stand.
We should help them all we can.

Her raven black hair
would shake and fly
as she danced
happily, happily by.

Her bare feet
steeped and wiggled
as she played her drum
she twirled and giggled.

Some moments she would
stand and think deep thoughts
as she would be lost
in glorious nature spots.

Her town found her strange
as the young woman she was,
She was much more,
but all they could see was flaws.

Her heart was in the right place
and that is all that mattered.
She would dance and play
with her long hair scattered.

Her dark eyes carried
no hurt from the people's remarks.
She would do her own thing
and her light would always have sparks.

leaning against her bench,
purple petals blossomed
and the sun shined brightly
and the grass was cut nicely

well cut bushes carried
these lovely blossoms
just so swimmingly
and the petals flew so freely

she read for a few hours
listening to the moving wind,
now the sun lowered gently
and she finished and signed sweetly

Let loose
and be you.
You may be
the only person
with hair that's blue,
but that is what
m a t t e r s
is to be
u n i q u e.
Don't care what others
t h I n k.
Be fresh.
Be new
because there is only
Y O U!

The Sun is Rising.
What a Beautiful Day.
The Sun is Rising.
Don't let the day fade away.

The Sun is Shining.
The clouds are pearly white.
The Sun is Shining.
The Day is beautiful and bright.

The Sun is lowering.
The sky is greatly full of color.
The Sun is lowering.
It's a calming and Beautiful summer.

The Sun is Gone.
A glorious night will now appear.
The Sun is Gone.
Until morning, the sun will be here.

Channeling under the ancient seas.
Climbing up breathless heights.
Inhaling the fresh ocean breeze.
Enjoying moonlit nights.

Exploring the wild jungle.
Strutting through the city.
Discovering an unknown tunnel.
Travelling the world so pretty.

Flying in the air.
Voyaging new, exotic places.
Never knowing where
there are unseen traces.

You may have hurt me
but I will still love you.
It may impede,
but I will get through.

Not a day goes by
I don't think of you.
At the time,
I didn't know what to do.

I hope you think of me
every so often.
I hope you are doing well
and your life blossoms.

Every shooting star
is my heart
uplifting so far.
Billions and billions
but I picked you
out of millions.
Twinkle, twinkle
went my heart
with dashes of sprinkles.
The light in your eyes
shimmers as I smile
with the moon rise.
Together under the stars
no starry night
is better than ours.

Some things are too far away
and some things aren't close enough.
You are always searching for a way
to find happiness and love.
Some hearts are crying in pain
and some are beating with thrill.
Some are still hiding again and again
and some see things for real.
Always trust the Lord
because life is a crazy ride.
Keep looking toward
along with the breaking tide.

A long, frustrating time

will never last long.

Uplifting, swirling wings

will soon make you strong.



Time may had let you down

when you thought all was doomed.

Your body done and restless

locked in a cocoon.



You will soar and discover

the highest of blue skies.

You will conquer, you will grow

and you will rise.

Trapped
in the same day.
Over and over
and Iit won't go away.
Trapped
in one time frame.
Running again.
Always the same.
Trapped.
Can't reach.
Forced in be secluded
to a breach.
Trapped
in a forced mentality.
Chained.
Wanting to be free.

in the darkness

she hears the silence echo

like the air has a voice

and it follows where the winds go...



she listens for bats

to shriek through their wings

after fleeing from the light

her flashlight brings.



she stumbles on each crack

and shivers from the thought of breaking,

the light flickering on the path

from her frightened hands shaking.



soon her fear subsides

when a light appears at the end.

a great relief to her eyes

only the sun could send.

brushing against
the turquoise water
waves stumble back
and forth wetting the white sand
radiant blues reflect off eyes
with the sun's paradise so grand
seas so embellished and feet
can't wait to embrace the water off dry land.

She lay in the soft green grasses
surrounded by shady, shabby trees.
She closes her eyes and hears
the sounds of the forest.
Her heart beats with the rays of the sun
shimmering over her blonde hair.
She opens her eyes to fern vines
hanging above on the trees.
Her eyes intake all of nature.
All the greens and many colors.
She smiles and enjoys the day
in the forest exploring.

Under that smile
lies hurt and pain.
Under that smile,
everything's the same.

Under that smile,
she trembles and thinks.
Under that smile,
everything is blink.

Under that smile,
it may seem cold,
but under that smile
she has a beautiful soul.

Deep ocean currents
channeling under water.
A glorious night appears
as the waves grow stronger.

Swim up to the moon
as it glares across the waves
searching for light
for the moonlight it craves.

Soar for the sky
as light ceases on the blue
Don't stop sailing
until you reach on through.

Petals unfold from
the sunshine you bring
into my life.
Joy and comfort open
wide as you sing
sweet songs.
My heart rises
when I hear your
uplifting voice.
I feel my wings
want to soar
as you encourage me.

Up the stairs
she would climb
Into the attic
at night-time.
Her little legs
crawled up each stair
and soon she discovered
what was up there.
Antiques from all kinds
of things she had never seen.
The attic was quite dusty
as if it had never been cleaned.
She scattered through every box
and discovered a trunk.
She searched for a key
and found one under some junk.
She opened it to find a photo
of someone with her.
She looked closely.
The person was unfamiliar.

Vibrant, violet skies
as the moonlight
glimmers over your eyes
catching this stunning sight.
Thousands of stars
glitter so high
below Mars
right in this bright sky.
Up on the mountain
rising above the land
towering a fountain
of stars so grand.

Her petite body sat on the bench.
She waited for mother to be done.
As her mother picked all pretty flowers,
she sat patiently glazing at each one.

Her white dress glimmered
with her rosy red matching the flowers.
Her thoughts and imagination
grew within the second hour.

Soon interrupted in her thinking
came a small, soft ball of fur.
Its ears perked as it rubbed her dress
and soon began to purr.

Her small, smooth hand
brushed lightly against the kitty.
Her fur was quite warm and mellow,
and her sunshine eyes were so pretty.

Mother was now done,
and the girl took her new furry cat.
She grabbed her mother's hand,
and they carried the blossoms back.

Waiting for the sun,
but all we get is rain.
It peeks through one day
and the next it storms.

Its a lot like life.
Waiting for the good,
but all you get is pain.
Every chapter repeats.

Rain, rain, rain,
can bring flowers,
, but can also bring floods.
Life is full of flowers and floods.

The rose gold strands of her hair
diverted with the tide of the wind.
The leaves from the cedar trees
brushed leaves growing old and thin.

She gazed up at the overcast sky
full of hanging, dark green limbs.
She liked the sounds of the crackling
like it was singing sweet nature hymns.

She touched the rough bark
of the dark, musky wood.
She inhaled the aromatic smells
which smelled quite good.

She finished her walk in the woods
with a sense of pleasure and glee.
Every smell, sight, and feeling
was ever so lovely.

Her blue pen
scribbles
on new, fresh
paper
but her mind
trembles
somewhere
elsewhere.

Looking out the window
she wishes on a star.
Closing her sapphire eyes,
and wishing they weren't so far.

Longing that a wish
could fix problems she had.
Wondering if star powder
could erase the bad..

Shooting stars
wandering to and fro.
She watched and wondered
where those stars go.

All she wants to feel
is to feel wanted.
Just for someone to care
and not to feel shunted.

Someone just to ask
if she wants to hangs out.,
but no one sees her or hears her
no matter how loud she shouts.

Everyone wonders why she lives
in doubt and pain.
Everyone treats her
like she's an invisible shame.

Wild splashes of beaming

Azure brushing back and forth

Tottering briskly on granite rocks

Enlightening excitement to our eyes

Radiance of teal drops sprinkle salt

Follicles misting up the atmosphere

Activating a rushing rippling of waves

Lashing playfully with each other

Looping to a sensational surprise

The beautiful flow
of rushing droplets
racing to the stream.

The sun glimmers so bright
onto the this lovely thing
with it's radiant beam.

Water so fresh
and so fine
that of its grayish blue.

A sight so breathtaking
as it shimmers on every eye
taking in the water front view.

Rising from the water
like a fragrant cupcake.
Seeds floating in the stream
increasing from the wake.

Blue and purple
blooms onto to the pads.
Roaming and roaming
across ripples in scads.

Growth so pretty
and basin so new.
Lily so delicate
and purely blue.

We're together
when times get hard.
We're together
in this winter cold.
We're together
with this we hold
each other close
and never let go.
Just as long as
we're together
in this glistening snow.

You could have felt every finger
and every little toe,
but this never happened
so we'll never know.

You could have felt my every move
when I was inside,
but my chance to be
in this world was denied.

You could have held me in your arms
and tickled my tiny feet.
That never happened,
we never got to meet.

We could have twirled
our hands into one,
but we will never know
for I was never to come.

We could have had a life
learning together,
but we will never know.
I am lost forever.