Poetry_In_her_eyes

Tempered Dreams  Soft cries and hard sighs, the world waits as Gaia dies, In man's greed we welcome the beast, hatred for each other will never cease. More and more and more, steel born from iron ore with heat and fire mankind forged Love and pain are just the same it all depends on which side of the hammer you're on Broken and welded rigid thoughts shattered picking up the pieces of our lives One tempered dream at a time

 Interstellar Dreams Casting dreams to the ocean blue they sink to the bottom of the cold, deep sea pressure and time and love transform our dreams to precious stones and are gathered in the flukes of  interstellar whales who swim in currents of solar winds scattering dreams in the heavens for all to see so the next time you wish upon a star remember to cast that wish into the ocean blue that we might see the diamonds of your mind shining in the sky as midnight suns

 Wild Magic happens  when we're busy making plans, finding moments of grace  in the silence  between one heartbeat and another,  adventure found,  not in seeking danger  but in striving to be whole peace created not in the world but deep within our soul as we open the door and swim on the breath of fate an open heart seeking love a wild spirit finding life

 Feral Dreams There once was a man who had too many dreams short ones, small ones big ones, tall ones all crowded together in a cage sardines packed in brine unable to breathe until the smallest one died without love all the other dreams felt sad and then they grew mad mad as a hatter and mean so the man stopped dreaming altogether and locked away love and hope chained up desire and tortured life It was only a matter of time ..... .... we have all met someone that  draws us with our need as she threw a key to untamed dreams free at last, the man simply wept and his dreams set fire to his soul living happily ever after with a woman holding the key to his heart and the feral dreams of love

 And She Hugged Him Tightly She hugged him so tightly  the air between them turned to mist and in the mist rose words unspoken of love and hate, desire and need words of lust and betrayal, happiness and pain no sooner were these worded formed did  the mists dissolve into yearning for a different life a life free to seek her own fate or drown as hope closed about her face gently at first but with ever greater weight as  she took one last breath before exhaling all the sin she carried for others in her soul never knowing if she would wake forever changed  or crippled and bent by the weight of the world one last thought they can never hurt her again

 Sunlight streaming through my mind There is nothing you can do and little enough I can do myself but must wait at the ends of the earth for salvation or love or death In a life without love I would watch the world burn rage filling the emptiness once whole or spread my entrails on the altar of greed to appease the diminishing gods of man As you shout "you're not alone" and hold my hand, a breath of life, a promise to believe that night follows day and the sun will rise on the dawn of a sinless world Your voice is sunlight streaming through my mind and I am purified, not by pain and not by love but something far more powerful, belief in myself With three small words that hide so many more I commit my spirit to be whole to a life watching you glow I love you