A curious boy
Walks on street
Asking his father
What're those, What're these
His mother, holds his hand
With her gentle smile
And his sister says with a sigh
"Oh God, from where these questions
come in his mind."

"I love my Sister"
"Brother for sale"
Is what we say
When I do mistakes
And she pays for it.

Although I am driven
   Loony by the very
     Existence of the double
       X-chromosomes that live
          Around me, I shall
            Never forsake those most
               Dear to myself, who in
                  Relation are more
                     Intertwined to one
                       Another than DNA.

                     Sometimes there are
                   Altercations which
               Maim our connection and
            Afflict onto us great
         Negativity, rotting the
      Tree we stem from.
   However, this bond shall not
Altogether disintegrate.

Sentiment throughout our
   House of blood helps to
      Alleviate countless
        Nights of conflict, which
           Never cease its constant
              Oscillation, even though
                 Nature has granted fit.

i trust in you and you love me
forever protected, the umbrella
maybe i'm scared, here and there
i, then, close my eyes and speak to you

you, then, answer me and calm me
we don't need any poetry, God
it's you and me, it's you and me...
YOUR SON, Mikey, Tizzop, Max

protect my mom and my dad,
my brothers and sisters
Elias, Christoph, Katharina, Chris,
Alin and Valerie, Andreas, Dennis

Nicholas, Eden, Beza, Milly, Janet,
Albin, Richard, Robin, Davis, Gisi
and their LOVED ONES. FOREVER.

i do thank you from the bottom of
my heart and my soul.
forever yours, Mikey, Tizzop, Max

winter holidays and you become snow
between glaciers and silver towers
among apes, wizards and goons
you become snow in the winter

as you turn into what you dread
as you turn into this being
a viking, werewolf, you name it
may the games begin, you may die

beneath the surface of your dreams
beneath red heavens and families
in times of hunger, you stay focussed
you become snow in the winter

as you turn into another, an: other
snow is flooding the news flash
sinners, brothers and sisters
burning sandstorms, playful twisters

elijah's path is covered with thorns
roses **** the innocent and they cry
wild roses turn into winter snow
raise your head, watchin' them grow

clocks, the same time, worldwide
remember the oaths of the old ones
remember them praying in the snow

...and turn into this being

I believe
she will do well
so far away

I will miss
her whines and smiles
bickers and snickers

I told her
morning and night
she can call me, anytime

I cried
for my baby sister
but not too long

so far away
she goes so far
I love her, nevertheless

the moon is your element,
underneath it you alight
with its pure lunar dew

all senses become the air and
the water as your heartbeat
sends ripples into me

i can feel that and more as fingertips
trace my reaction to it gently
upon your bare skin back

but it seems beyond my capacity to
channel the energy and lift from you
the heaviness of your thoughts

so we sit still as i let you
bathe quietly within
your element

if you happen to glance and
catch me gazing upward,
remember—

the stars, they are
                               all mine...


"As stars eclipse the Moon"
© 2008 by Seranaea Jones
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