Poetry

SNOW SNOW SNOW SNOW SNOW

ecstatic

excited

ready for winter

eating it from the sky

feeling your socks get soggy and wet and cold as you reach out your chilly arms

it's snow

I'm ready for it

i love the idea of fireworks

i mean, they sparkle in the sky, and they ignite

the remind me of people and feelings

a purple firework of medium size

Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring tingle tingling too

F F F F F G F-D Bb C D C-A G F-

imitating the human voice with instruments

percussion back there repeatedly hitting the sleigh bells

behind our tired eyes

we see glimmers of hope

sparkle around the edges

of the red white and blue flag

the stars 

are a message of peace yet to come

and as signs are printed

i get tired at school

sometimes.

it's not like i am not interested

it's just when there is yelling

and fights

and darkness in your house

you don't sleep very well

especially when the ghosts

I woke up late this morning to snow on the ground outside. It was raining as well. I remember thinking to myself, that’s not rain that’s snow. Is it?

the dark seems to wrap us in a silky soft embrace, 

your arms warm around me, 

around me in a way I can't believe. 

I'm no longer focused on film that's playing, 

tired sighs

jokes and smiling

but sad behind those eyes

don't even know how you're okay

are you?

From the rolling hills of emerald green

To herds of sheep grazing in the vast field
The charm of Eire never fails to be seen
Where forebears once frolicked is what thou shield

Will you still remain when time drifts away?

Golden hair withering into whiteness 

I beg that your wholehearted love will stay

You keep me sane and my worries at bay

Clouds

Poke a bear and it will chase you up a tree

Charging to their own paths

Mightier than rooted grass

So, we rise into the sky 

watching the sunset has different effects in different towns

this is an odd, busy town

full of many different people

people who own expensive suits,

and people who don't