Day 344 - The Other Suns

Extended sunsets flash before my eyes, and all this

Below the flames of suns ardently begin to kiss

This galaxy of ours where time stands still

Is filled to the brim with a building will

Laced with the story Ra's journey through space

Into the hearts of men who were bewitched by Moon's grace

Meeting the horizon to claim the final moment

Before night gains the ground and the skies rent.

Stars of hope that dance before us set afire

All the tiny hearts with a sweeping desire

Like the driest call of dead plains and brush

Call the fire to lick them up in a rush

This ancient battle so ultimate always stuns

As our lives are overrun with the power of the other suns

Day 331 - Tears of a Generation

Someone began to weep from across the sea

And the tears began to rain down on me

The green and gray clouds began to bruise

The sky who has lost all its happier hues

Yet light peaks out in the misery

On the horizon is a new spree

One that is spreading education

Across the small and even the great nation

We have had to weep for a generation

But starting tonight we will weep in elation

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A note from the Poet:

Today World AIDS Day and this post is in honor of that. This post represents the hope that in 2015 not a single child will be born with AIDs. This post represents hope for a healthier world, with less poverty and disease.

Day 173 - Pure Potential

Once upon a time all was complete

Before man ever knew his first defeat

There were only blossoms pure and sweet

With many moments still to greet

In this time there were no sad tales

Of how in history nobility always fails

Nor any past winds in heavy gales

Ripping to shreds beloved sails

In this place some saw a garden

Others find the core of Zen

Still more find the need to pardon

The best time to begin was then

But the world cannot exist in limbo

Where nothing has been hard and slow

Rather you must have both dove and crow

To learn upon which path we must all go

Day 40 - Dream Drops

Dream Drops

Let angels fluff the pillows where your head lies

May your dreams be blessed with many a sweet surprise

Holding tightly to the dreams that fly above us all

Nothing is so magical as when we are small

Lemon drops are treats, but dream drops mean much more

They flit and fly within your mind and help your hopes to soar

Innocence is valued in the purest of light

When in the final moments we grasp the power of night

That inspires and grows into things we cannot control

Letting go of everything and igniting the soul

Day 26

If all the music was not cut short as if sweet
Life would learn all the moments we meet
Should be greeted with tunes to purify us one and all
No long allowing our passionate convictions to stall
Instead we shall spur them onward in hopes of truth
The true voices of dreams, faith, and the youth
Take up your song, it has been cut short so cruelly
Blaze the path to the unwavering and unruly
The note shall never fade to tired dust
If we give it breath, which is a must

Day 22 - Birth

Birth

Glowing so bright and enter new life

This right here is where it all begins

There it not yet the taste of potential strife

There is no score yet of losses or wins

Instead I have hardly begun to be

I am the growing and changing you see

Reflected against black and white thought

I am still learning just how to exist

There is so much to learn and be taught

I am discovering what one can do with a fist

Either you find yourself holding the most important thing of all

Or bringing anger into the mix and making a bad call

I am only light which can bring possibilities

Behind me there are solid walls and below me floor

I have no truths yet or responsibilities

I am still looking for the key to the first door

It is only a beginning to this absolute brilliance

There is still so much to discover of my new existence

Day 1

Stark death and crackling memories
That is all they manage to see in me

Sad story songs and pitiful melodies

O that is all the young ones can ever see

But listen young one I have stayed strong

Through all of these storms and biting winds

I have made it out through the trials so long

So even now I know that new life begins

My hardy exterior it does scream

Things that you are terrified by

It has halted many a midsummer’s dream

Catching the soft artists’ eye

I have a tale that I tell so well

In which I am the last standing hope in this place

Of a kingdom that finally to ruins fell

There I was not horrid or a disgrace

There I healed all that I could

I made a difference and strong I stood