The doctor said I’ve not much time to live. I cried for I had so much more to give. I walked the streets for hours lost in thought. Fate it seemed had led me to this spot. To a weathered old man with an understanding look. Holding a paper lantern he insisted that I took.

I got in my car and drove long into the night. To leave behind the drowning city lights. I found a spot that overlooked the sea. Seemed like the perfect place to set it free.

I released my paper lantern standing on my car. The cool zephyr slowly carried it to the stars. I sat on my hood and watched it float away. I knew like this paper lantern my light will slowly fade.

Inside breath, lit corners of heart expand.
Pulsating with self-talk and forgiveness.
Radiate outwardly
swirling,
gracefully to tickle senses.
They echo moving in rhythms that
awaken my being.

Inside breath the light becomes a ball
illuminating my consciousness.
Moving to hold loves lantern
as I shine it to the world

Like a moth to a flame
I'm attracted to his light
Darkness surrounds me
As night continuously falls
It makes me gravitate to his light even more
Like a moth to a lantern
I persistently fly around it
Trying to find a way
Through the transparent walls
That separates me from him
I try to find a way in
I try fight my way in
I want to be closer to his light
I feel the warmth through the glass
But I cannot touch it
I yearn for him through the glass
But I cannot have him
An unseen wall between us
And I cannot break it

the shattering of a lamp
spun in words not mine
mosaic of shards
embedded in a hand
that is, unfortunately, mine
didn't start bleeding till
the 3rd one in
each sliver counts up to 10
I tried to pull out the pieces
and walk away but
I have to rebuild the lamp

I'll rebuild it into a lantern
keep it on my hip
so soft light shows
me down any path
next time it falls
there will be less
shards to clean

⭐                    ⭐                             ⭐                        ⭐                    ⭐
  ⭐                   ⭐                ⭐                     ⭐                     ⭐
⭐                     ⭐                   ⭐                                ⭐                           ⭐  

I'll                                          
confront     ­                                   
  all       of      my                                        
I N A D E Q U A C I E S                                        
by                     ­                   
⭐                                          
b                    ­                
r                                    
o         ­                               
a                                              
d                                          
e                                  
n                            
i                            
n                                
g                                      
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m                                
y                            
⭐                      
h         ­     
o              
r                  
  i                          
     z                                  
   o                              
n                
s      
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       w  
            i          
              t                
             h                      
⭐                
a            
⭐    
   ­ s
           e
                r
                  i
               e
          s
     ⭐  
o
f        
⭐        
c    
   h
         a
           l
       l
  e
n    
g        
   e        
  s
          ⭐

                                      To
                      ­                expand
                                      and polish
                                      my horizons
                                     as
                                  ⭐
                           a
                               ⭐
                                     g
                                        i
                     ­                       f
                                        ­t
                                  e
                           d
                      ⭐
                   w
                          o
                                   ­ r
                                             d  
                                              s  
           ­                              m  
                                i    
                        t ­     
                h
                          ⭐

          
      
       ˚°◦                                                ⚫ ノ                                       ◦°˚    
      ˚°◦                                     (                                  ◦°˚   
    Sailing    upon   a  longboat  of dreams that   will  
                      bring   me    close   to  my  destination  to  a                    
                      auth­or, a poet that will touch and                      
        ◦°˚                inspire a generation                    ˚°◦

My                                
scarlet                                
      flags capture                                   
the  light  of  the                              
moon                              
⭐                              
e                      
v              
e        
r      
⭐          
s                
o                  
⭐        
s  
o    
f            
t                  
l                
y          
  ⭐  

                             They
                            flap with
                             immense pride
                              I can't help but
                            watch
                          ⭐
  ­                  w
                h
                      i
                             t
                                     e
                                      ⭐
                              s
                     t
               a
                r
                        ⭐
                   ­            g
                                     a
                                      z
                       ­           e
                             r
                       s
                ⭐
             o
                   n
                             ⭐
                                   a
                                    ⭐
                         ­         r
                             e
                       d
                ⭐  
       f
   i
           e
               l
                  d
            ⭐


                           ­                                                             I'm ­ 
                                                                ­                         sitting  
                                                                ­                           on the sill    
                                                                ­                      My quill dipped in
                                                              ­                        ink
                                     ­                                                   ⭐
            ­                                                                 ­                    a
                                                               ­                                       n
                        ­                                                                 ­              d
                                                               ­                                   ⭐
                            ­                                                                 r
                                                                ­                        e  
                                                                ­                   a  
                                                                ­                 d
                                                               ­                          y
                                                               ­                                  ⭐
                                                               ­                                         f
                      ­                                                                 ­                         o
                                      ­                                                                 ­         r
                                                      ­                                                    ⭐
           ­                                                                 ­                       t
                                                               ­                              h
                                                               ­                                   e
                            ­                                                                 ­               ⭐
                                                ­                                                                v­
                                                                ­                                                  i
             ­                                                                 ­                                     r
                                                               ­                                                 g
              ­                                                                 ­                             i
                                  ­                                                                 ­     n
                                                          ­                                      ⭐
                         ­                                                             p
  ­                                                                 ­        a
                                                               ­             g
                                                  ­                                   e
                                                               ­                                   ⭐

                           ­                 The
                                            ­  stars     are
                                               S P A R K L I N G
                                            and    it    brings­    me
                                              joy
        ­                                  ⭐
                             ­       m
                                      y
                ­                              ⭐
                                 ­                        h
                                                               e
                                                               a
                                                            r
 ­                                                     t
          ­                                    ⭐
                           ­           i
                                 s
                                  ⭐
                           ­                a
                                                   f
                                                         l
                                                       a
                                                   m
                                              e
               ­                                     ⭐

These                    ­              
Lanterns                                
will soon rise                                
and   carry   my                                
hopes                                
⭐                                
f                          
o                    
r                        
⭐                                
t   ­                                     
h                                            
e                                          
y                   ­             
⭐                      
w            
i            
l                
l                          
⭐                                  
b                                      
e                       ­           
⭐                        
r                  
       e              
a      
l            
       i                        
s                    
e              
d­      
  ⭐

                                      So
                  ­                     many
                                          storms brewed
                                        and  grew  in   my
                                        mind
                 ­                      ⭐
                                                s
             ­                                         o
                      ­                                  ⭐
                             ­                      m
                                             a
                                       n
                                            y
                 ­                                    ⭐
                                                             d
                                                               ­    o
                                                               u
                                                        b
     ­                                            t
                                                     s
                                                             ⭐

But                           
now I'm                         
hoping that                          
my fingers speak                          
true                        
⭐                      
b            
e      
c      
a              
u                      
s                  
e          
⭐  
            i      
                       t              
                      ⭐                  
i    
s          
⭐        
   f    
          o
              r
           ⭐
       y
   o
        u
                    ⭐

                              ­                                             From
                                                                ­            the far
                                                                ­             reaches of
                                                              ­               my Kingdom is
                                                              ­                snow
                                            ­                                  ⭐
                             ­                                                       c
        ­                                                                 ­                      o      
                                                         ­                                      v
                                                               ­                               e
                                ­                                                            r
   ­                                                                 ­                  e
                                                                ­               d
                                                                ­        ⭐
                                                       ­                  r
                                                               ­                     u
                                                                ­                           i
                                                               ­                                       n
                        ­                                                                 ­                  s
                                                               ­                                          ⭐

                                        It
                                           may be
                                            night but my
                                           chamber has rich
                                         hues
                                       ⭐
                                  t
                           ­            h
                                                a
             ­                                            t
                                                             ⭐
                                                           e
                                                      n
       ­                                          r
                                            i
                 ­                                 c
                              ­                              h
                                 ­                                     ⭐
                          ­                                                     m
                                                               ­                      y
                                                               ­                   ⭐
                                            ­                                s
                               ­                                      o
                                                               ­   u
                                                            ­            l
                                                   ­                              ⭐

My                                                
F E L L O W                                              
Kings and Queens                                              
of      near­    and      far                                                
I                                                    
⭐         ­                                         
h                                          
o                                    
p                         ­           
e                                              
⭐                                                        
y     ­                                                     
o          ­                                        
u                                        
⭐                                
r                             ­ 
e                                        
c                    ­                            
i                                   ­                 
e                                            
 ­  v                                    
e                          
⭐                                    
m                                          
y                   ­                   
⭐                              
l                        
e     ­             
t                
  t                      
  e                            
  r                                    
⭐                       ­     

                  This
                  Queen is
                      S O  A N X I O U S
                     but excited
                  for
                   ⭐
                           t
                                   h
                                     e
                                ⭐
                         f
                      u  
              t
          u
                r
                             e
                                   ⭐
                                         a
                                             h
                                           e
                                           a    
                                     d    
                                ⭐

trees
rise up
wind, and sun
shine knocking on
woods

Logan Robertson

7/31/2018