Familia

Enjoying time with my family
Laughing, joking, complaining
We all fit together
Siblings, aunts, uncles, cousins
Brought together by grief
And special occasions
No matter the reason
We all love each other
We are family
And we are one

River's Laughter

The trip to the River, a day in the water
The waves & ripples, I watch under the sun
Like a diamond, the bouncing light gleams
And I listen to the language of the trees
Off the rope, into the river I swing
Bubbling from my mouth spill joyous laughter

From every corner of the park rings laughter
The glee filled sound reflects off the water
From a branch hangs a rope for all to swing
High in the sky, floats the sun
Families sit on benches under the shade of trees
The joy of Summer, from young eyes does it gleam

The living happiness in every eye doth gleam
Every child is a fountain of laughter
The green life of the living tree
Is given to them by the blue waters
Which shine under the brilliant sun
In the hopes of fun, moods swing

Off the rope, into the river I swing
Upon the Big Eau River light gleams
And that beautifully warm light is the sun
All around me I hear people laughing
Sounds and light glance off the river's water
Bird flit and call from the tall trees

Into the heights, squirrels climb the trees
From branch to branch they go swinging
Keeping away and out of the water
And from childrens' eyes, excitement gleams
From their throats comes gleeful laughter
All revel in the warmth of the sun

As parents close their eyes from the glare of the Sun
And picnic 'neath to spread branches of trees
Children rush to the beach, joyfully laughing
And from the rope, teens swing
Happiness and joy in peoples' eyes doth gleam
And into the river, people splash water

As everyone laughs under the sun
The water laps the roots of trees
And from the swing we fall into life that gleams

Kiss of Nature

Wildlife is everywhere
Beyond the road
It is natural
Siberian tigers in zoos
Kangaroo rats, kit foxes
Mice and wolf spiders
A seal called Star
Little scents of the world
Exploration most wanted
Change the storm force
The bird chases dragonflies
After the daring chatter
Ready for double hits
Most want to see the white-tailed tropic bird
The sleek grey bird turned out to be a red-footed falcon
"The bird of the century."

Note: this is copied down from a "found poem" done in one of my school classes

Desires

Sitting in class
I listen to the teacher talk
After ten minutes
I loose interest
And start to doze
My mind floats free
Leaving my body behind.
The sky is blue
The sun is warm
I look down
And the school
And the town
Disapper.
In their place,
A castle and field
Of magnificent beauty.
O! how I desire
To become one of their world
But some wishes
Won't come true
I pull away
In time for the bell


Note: this is another version of my daydreaming poems

Running Away

It doesn't matter
How far you go
The distance doesn't seem
To be getting any bigger
No matter how fast you run
The truth always catches up
You try and try to hide
From the inevitible
But it always finds you
Running away just doesn't cut
The grief of what's to come
It's always there
It's time to stop running
Time to turn back around
Time to face the music
And suck it up
It's time to realize
That you're not the only one
Who's facing the coming pain
You're not the only one who hurts
It's time
To stop
Running away

Day Dreaming in Class

The teacher talks
The students talk
But I don't hear
The murmuring voices
I strain my ears
But the sound fades further
My sight goes black
I can't see
Out of the blue
Everything returns
But what I hear
I screams of death
What I see
Is bloody fields
I look on in horror
Then everything fades once again
Senses return to me
And everything is silent
Everyone is looking at me
"Well?" the teacher asks
"Well what?" I reply
The teacher sighs and asks
"Where you even paying attention?"
"No, not really."


Note: this poem is one of many "day dreaming" poems that I have written, all seem a bit repetative, and I apologize for such.

Dragons of Forever

The magnificence of their majesty
They're mystery and terrifying beauty
Soaring in the blue sky
Above the clouds of day
Among the stars
In the black sky of night
Eyes that with hold
The wisdom of years past
Wings that have felt
The winds of time
Talons that have held
The treasure of ancient wealth
Dragons are made of
The dust of the Earth
They've always been here
And they'll be here Forever.

(Note: most of my poetry that is written comes out of boredom.)