Day 276 - Showering Silver

Pour silver from the heavens here

Magic to revive the whispering creek

Wisdom with a message so clear

The stones themselves seem to speak

Of secrets from the era of unicorns

Ages of kings announced by fanfares of horns

The riches found here are liquid desires

Soaking melodies of flute playing bards

Until they spin tales over the fires

Which glisten like a billion shimmering shards

As silver pours from the sun's embrace

Across this sacred enchanted place

Day 222 - Water Women

Lay me down in the waters.

You see there is the space

For the procession of daughters

Whether dark or fair of face.

The ritual you dream of at midnight

Is only minutes away.

For nothing is more out of sight

Than a procession in midday.

The swirling skirts of mystery

Will rustle against the rocks

Praising past instances in history;

Weeping at the memory of pox

Every instant is passed down here

That ever happened to a woman

Ever searching for the incoming seer

Are they, to save the future of their kin

You will not spy them, though

Just see the ripples as they enter

And there away they shall go

In and out of the universe's center.

Day 171 - Promise of Horrors

Layer me up in blankets of black

That creep with shadows as their name

Tell the fools I am never coming back

That nothing will ever be the same

Windows will shutter themselves tight

Blocking out the once welcoming light

I will move slyly onward sill to sill

Cloaked in disguises they can never break

Doing whatever it is that I will

For none but my very own sake

Black and soaring as the crow

Transforming all that they used to know

Day 83 - Hiding Happiness

Hiding Happiness

Do not cross or you might see

The answers they hide from you and me

Cross over and you shall be free

To discover the secret to being happy

“Stand behind yellow line”

Everything will be just fine

Follow every last simple sign

Ignore what it is for which you pine

Worn away from the feet that step upon it

There is black marked and scarred on it

But those who dare to step all the way

They have far too much to say

That is silenced by the dark track

They went far away and never came back

Day 59 - Safety

Safety

Danger looms in every corner beware!

It insidiously grows up from the white

Looking to trap and slowly ensnare

All those who have sweet dreams at night

It comes in the form of sparse vegetation

Urging on many a heart racing sensation

Just behind these dangers lies protection

That everyone most desperately seeks

Though to retrieve it you must go another direction

Sometimes for days or perhaps even weeks

But all these struggles are worth it they say

To keep you dry on that coming rainy day

If only you could grasp the peace from here

Not watch in longing as it narrowly flees

If only you could conquer that pernicious fear

That blocks out the courage to wander through trees

And take what is yours in the long fair scheme

But from this stance that all appears only a dream

Day 44 - Hotel Curtains

Hotel Curtains

Gaze off into the morning's light

Shake of the moments from last night

They only hold memories of sweet caresses

And longing strokes of your lavender scented tresses

There was not some greater meaning hidden deep inside

Just sweet nothings in our ears, because my love we have to hide

Hide away from all the things they said we could be together

For one day you and I shall go and then be alone forever

No light will shine in to paint your soft breathing

Shadows now only hint at that leaving

Our hotel nights are only fantasies

Now is the time for realities

Day 37 - Winter or Summer?

Winter or Summer?

You can see little beyond this sight

Ground and air all swirling with the white

That transforms the world into quietness

Of the hustle and bustle there is much less

Each branch with snow it has come accustomed to holding

The sun is taken away to some far off corner for scolding

By Mother Nature who insists loudly

"Now is the season for snow to stay," proudly

Yet far from this all powerful decree

The sun still shines oh so brightly

There Mother Nature has declared it just right

For a breathtaking, hot summer night

Can you imagine a February of intense heat,

Flowers in full bloom smelling so sweet?

That is the way they find it each year

In places that are far away from here

So when you feel chills down to the bone

Remember somewhere there is another tone

There amidst the air is swirling warm light

With little to see beyond that sight

Day 30 - Screen Saver Secrets

Do not come closer you may not see!

Why are you invading my privacy?

This is for my eyes not yours

Go off and do some of your petty chores

You would not understand if I showed you

Instead you would look right through

The artistic display of what lies before my eyes

You would only look for the saucy surprise

Here typical moments would simply not suffice

But for what is hidden you would pay a steep price

Is it not better if you never express interest?

Stop making yourself into such a pest!

My hands are on the keyboard in plain sight!

Why do you look at me as if it were a cold dark night?

I am not warming myself up with a pretty word

In fact not a single uncouth sound was heard

Even as I scanned the more graphic of results

I have found in myself not one of the faults

That your eyes accuse me of right in this moment

All your great lines are over and poorly spent

Go back to your own place I am hiding from you

And there is not much left for you to do

Next time you want to join me why do you not ask?

Then I can pretend I was busy with some other task!

Day 6 - Beauty Believer

Dedicated to Simone

Beauty Believer

Messages burnt into parchment so old

With hidden secrets that whisper just right

Forgotten tales that wish to be told

Of the angry and long lasting fight

Fear grows like flames in the hearth

Begging for the redeeming birth

Poetic love letters remain unread

Holding the key to the resolution

They remain within the bark instead

As time grows around, a true infusion

Of the power that love possesses

And the memory of final caresses

The circle burnt just so is an ancient brand

Making the small town's legacy

They had owned the many acres of land

And built the endless shops and famous library

But at the edges burned in the lighter shade

Was a memory that few would not let fade

It was the mark of a small family farm

That catered to those of higher worth

They kept the legacy far from harm

But were naturally of inferior birth

So when the love was made between two

There was not much the families were willing to do

So this was the last mark the lovers dare leave

Within the tree that kept them so safely hid

In a better time they could not believe

So on their memories they closed the lid

And left no other visible traces

Except perhaps the lost looks on their faces

But such stories last long after we die

And even after our children fade away

They are stronger than the word of you and I

And have a great many more things to say

But twisted in tree trunks that out live us all

That is where the final one will begin to fall

It starts with a swift glance and sweet joy

And a dance with skirts just a-twirl

With the interested eye of a young boy

And the smile so kind on the clever girl

Then the young soul comes along all aglow

With nothing but a bright heart to show

And he is then ready to search for beauty

When in his world her light is shining

He finds a story that spurned from duty

Though the language has a way of reminding

Him of the love he holds for his darling

Something so pure, he found in falling

Day 3 - Eye of the Beholder

Whispers of dread fill the dull sky

Fading between lines of slumbering trees

Farther away you hear a small cry

That is brushed away on a gentle breeze

This wintry wonder holds not an ounce of hope

It refuses your pleas to find a method to cope

With the nightmares that never cease

Rather mere wisps of light fill your view

They are dwarfed by despair and lack peace

The darkness shrouds all else from you

But now it changes as we look for the white

You can just feel the coming of light

Far in those trees the crying has come to a halt

You find a small smile playing softly on your face

Someone has labored to stop the sad fault

And release the anger that had in kindness no place

You appreciate now the darkness as serene

Knowing the glory in what is heard, though unseen