Day 352 - The Typewriter

Here it all begins

The lines and verses; the triumphs and sins

They cross the page in ink that runs in my veins

Until on the page it forms shapely stains

Here it is carefully placed

Upon ivory pages: so many that will go to waste

So many that cannot contain the breaths

That while making us live now - in halting - bring our deaths

Here it is and here it will go

Dancing off to places we can hardly know

Until we land there in the majesty

That teaches us so simply, how to be

Day 329 - Dreams of You

Things are so different in the night

You enchant me in the soft light

You whisper the stars down from on high

You put your eyes twinkle into the sky

You inspire me to speak in tongues

You are the scent filling my lungs

In this dream you are the sun and the moon

You are my midnight and my blazing hot noon

You are all that ever need be

You are everything that I see

The flowers turn to the shade of your hair

So golden and perfect in the night air

The rivers run deep in the blue of your eyes

The blush in your cheeks makes the sun rise

And I write on forever, only of you

For nothing else matters, or could be as true.

Day 294 - Azure Storm

Every pin point of power

Ripples into greatness one day

The leaves of the surrendering shower

Scattering off to their own lives to pray

Dreams cannot paint so pretty a picture

And still in your heart you truly miss her

The one who you shot each day blindly

Too bad fairy tales cannot all end kindly

Every link to the heavens we find here

We implant in our memories as treasure

Be it a misty morning, or afternoon so clear

The beauty we constantly try to measure

Dreams cannot paint so pretty a picture

And still in your heart you truly miss her

The one who you shot each day blindly

Too bad fairy tales cannot all end kindly

Blessed with wind and oncoming rain

The azure storm brews for each of us

It drenches both the crazy and the sane

The ongoing struggle in each of us

Day 261 - Queen of the Stars

Elvish delight in my graceful frame

Kelina is my earth given name

For my name from the stars is so bright

The mere sound would keep you awake all night

A thousand composers could forever sit

Hoping to create music that would master it

Only to find this impossible

Even with every note pure and full

You may call me a ghost but that would be wrong

I am the beginning and end, all music in song

I am the muse they cannot release

Without my existence, imagination would cease

I am beyond what a story said once long ago

Black as ash at times, I enter as white as snow

For here in this place you call that pure

So white I am for this planetary tour

This is just a freeze frame in a dream

I am much more than here I seem

I am the black surrounding my body

And the whispering in the tree

I am all that one may view near and far

I am even you, and also that distant star

Day 50 - Author's Aura

Author's Aura

There is my quiet throne

Surrounded by a loving tone

Of all the energy sent my way

As I sat musing here today

You see the red beginning it all

That is the hope I like best

At least until my gaze will fall

And I will like it as much as the rest

You see the blue that swirls just right?

It helps me sleep sweetly through the night

The hint of life in this scene

Can be found in the glowing green

Then there is the yellow, the sun

It hints that the black is not so deep

Fading green, orange and peace into one

Cries out joyously the time to leap

So when you see me sitting there again

Know that not every path is chosen

The muse just swirls in gentle waves

A quiet smile with each life it saves