Four

weeks that you were gone
In Ba Sing Se I was feeling like a pawn

The Dai Li keeping the war a secret
I felt so helpless and weak but

I had to keep looking for my fuzzy friend
The issues of this city we had to amend

You were broken and betrayed
The fires hot making you afraid

Iroh and Zuko set you free
Now reunited I can brave the

Elements

I am getting back into writing
I thought this would be better than fighting

Fighting my feelings inside
So I write them down line by line

My time away has been a struggle
So I hope to find a way to juggle

And balance my emotions
Through the commotion

That is my life

Don’t you feel bad for Grendel,
His mind is poisoned by the devil.
He is just a lost boy in a harsh world against him.
Voices in his head push him towards the brim.

He hates the world that he roams alone,
The Dragon’s charm; his flesh hard as stone.
The Shaper's voice; his head is aching,
Wealtheow’s beauty; his heart is breaking.

Grendel's mother’s embrace—a silent plea,
In her shadowed depths, he struggles to be free.
From Beowulf’s strength, he cannot hide,
The warrior's might marks Grendel’s tide.

Grendel's anger seals his fate,
Fatal madness will not abate.
His demise is in the mead hall,
“Poor Grendel’s had an accident. . . . So may you all.”

Hello

Why does that little wheel spin?
Why does my patience wear thin?

Where are the poems I seek to read?
Where is the solution that we need?

Please repair the sites buffering
Please end our incessant suffering

We want to feel through others words
We want to work towards

Poetry

Rock-

a-bye-baby
My little brother, a new friend maybe

He grew up quite different than me
Are similarities were hard to see

Recently we found some common ground
Our relationship may now rebound

Spending more time with him
at a new climbing gym

I went rock climbing with my brother
I wouldn't have gone with another

The task to rebuild seems so steep
but its worth it so I will keep

Climbing