Dream song

An obsidian stallion gallops over hills of jade,
crying sapphire tears.
A lunar eclipse in a lavender sky
Enchanted forest with wisps of mist 
drifting inside a solarium
Sparks ignite a flame that creates stars,
which are actually fireflies on a summer night
A violin plays from the valley,
its tune carried over mountain tops peaked with snow
Playful, haunting, beautiful- a lullaby 
Zoom in on a toddler, skipping through the trees, her eyes wide with wonder
Eyes open to see a darkened room
and I want to return to the fantasy.
 

wildcat

VT

16 years old

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  • alive

    The stars are reflected in the glimmer of the headlamp's light on the snow

    And the air is frozen-- it feels like the sensation of holding your hand under water so burning hot that

    it begins to feel cold

    somehow.

  • November

    A day as grey as

    the clouds above it

    And the hills, which have changed from green to orange to purple to a deepest blue in the fading light

    with a few bursts of yellow from the beech trees, holding on in their marcescence

  • pondering

    If life is full of the little things

    like skating on smooth black ice and laughing with a friend

    then I have nothing to look forward to

    because there is good in every day.