Walking among the white Lilies that bloom with the golden centers. Standing on the blue grass among the purple Roses, I see the Gold fish singing in the green water as Humming birds keep time. I look at the mushrooms upon which the fairies sit playing grass flutes, made from long stems taken from the flower bed. The wind blows through the Yellow Bells that ring in harmony. The Willow tree filled with chimes ****** and clink to make beautiful sound. The Morning Glories shudder and dance as they shake off the first dew of the day. The suns shine down through the canopy of Oak trees that sway and shake. Harmony is achieved as I sit in my fantasy garden of make believe.

While some of us talked of peace
Others were quietly polluting
While some of us made a living
Others were busy looting
While some of us were dancing
Others built a world for excluding
While some of us were dreaming
Others held rifles; saluting
While some of us started running
Others were busy shooting
While some of us lay bleeding
Everyone walked away.

Following breadcrumbs of hope down a zig zag path
Through the Forest of Destiny
Glimmers of wishful sunlight
Transform the ominous foliage
Painting castles in the sky
My fairytale writing its own chapters                                        
With every twist and turn
Watchful for Wolves
Who threaten to devour my optimism and **** my passion
Evil Queens who show me ripples of ugliness in a mirror
Held too close my face
Searching for the Prince who's kiss will
Awaken me from the nightmare and
Hold my hand as we walk forward
Towards Utopia
Everlasting in this fiction
I'm clinging onto aspirations of a better life
Dreaming in technicolor of
Another new beginning
Sailing in a pea - green boat through the perfect storm of these emotions
With a one way ticket through this looking glass

It's time to write

A Happy Ending!

(C) Pixievic

Thinking about you
Is all the meditation
I need in a day

I dreamed
there was a evil man
searching for wealth
beyond all riches
hidden in the hardened
sculpture of a woman
there was a hero too
I could not see his face
he journeyed to a sacred cave
to guard the precious treasure

he climbed inside
the statue's hollow center
and held the treasure to his chest
where it radiated
with such intensity
he had to close his eyes
it gently pulsed in his hands
calming the anxiousness
leaching sour
in his throat

the villain
shrouded black
entered the cave
a belligerent pirate
yelling obscenities
where are you *****?
when I find you, you'll be sorry
you think you can hide from me?
no one will ever love you
the way that I do

his craven hunger upon seeing
the lost prize glowing heavenly
beneath sapphire stalactites
left this dreamer cold
he began to tear
at the sculpture's *******
with hands encased in forged steel
spiked fingernails slicing
until shimmering gold bloomed
in the statue's chest

zealously the villain tore deeper
molten yellow dripped
from his over-eager fingers
when suddenly from the center
came a flash of scorching fire
the villain dissolved to ash
without a single sound
the hero too transformed
into a luminous bird
not unlike a phoenix

he shook fresh wings
flexed honed talons
raised his crested head
and from hooked beak
there came a sound
like a choir of voices singing
the hero flapped three times
and soared out of the cavern
into the bluest sky
I'd ever seen

With his last cold breath
The Samurai's sharpened sword
Discarded her head