I wandered through a fairy-land,
Covered in misty grey.
Time stood still, yet time flowed on
As I went a dreamy way.

Fire rose high in shimmering points,
Contending with the stars.
Smoke curled up in shaky wisps
And trumpets sounded from afar.

Hoofbeats echoed, and flapping wings,
Creatures of old these noises made:
Beasts untamed and things unknown
In colorful garb arrayed.

Gliding past in glittering numbers
Were folk of human form.
Wings of silver and violet eyes,
Thoughtful, and yet forlorn.

Ode to food......
Food is so good so yummy so sweet. Cakes, icecream, gravy and meat. BeDeviled eggs and Jell-O too, food oh food how I love you.
Pancakes galore, Chocalate chip cookies and more.
Chicken and dunplings, meat-loaf so good, sour gummie worms yah, food is my hood.
Stawberry shortcake peppermints and steak.
Chili and cornbread, Oreo and milk.
Scrambled eggs(w/ Lorys and cheese)
Mom lets me have candy(!!!!)IF I say please.
Cotten candy, Fruitestas from Taco Bell,
Yes, oh yes food i like well.

Chapter the Seventeenth

Vivid colors of far-off places
Dancing along with happy faces
Ink spotted from salty air
Far away from this mountain lair
And signed by friends in distant spaces

Pictures presented of world travels
Places I long to see unveiled
I smile in delight at the shiny cards
Symbolistic of adventurers start
Posted from across the world

My smile fades and I look around
Same old place, same old town
Insecurities, responsibilities,
Life grounded in adiposity
Worries and clutter abound

I wrote this a long time ago so it has some problems (like rhyming brainfreeze with braainfreeze) But I thought I would post it anyway

Oh, ode to ice-cream,
So cold, yummy and sweet.
Even in winter I’ll keep you a treat.
Today, orange sherbet,
Tomorrow, French silk.
And then that chocolate syrup,
I’ll add to my milk.
Oh, ice-cream, master of brain freeze,
I’ll eat you any day.
Yes I’ll savor your brain freeze.
For another bite, if I may?

Words misconstrued as they find themselves spoken
Sentences, phrases, they leave our lips broken
Memories sleep and are never awoken
If they open their eyes, cover them, cloak them.
The city lights mock the stars in the sky
And the good disappear behind enemy lines
Convinced we are better, convinced by our lies
We sit back and watch while everything dies.
Fill our lungs with fire and let ourselves burn
The smoke climbs higher and we never learn
Turning to ash, we’re never concerned

you came running
over the green fields you came running to meet me
you took my heart by surprise
you came dancing
wildflowers and windswept trees, smiling out loud
you took my hand and spun me
you came singing
echoes in the ruins of a majesty at once ancient and undying
you took my breath away
and somewhere
somewhere back in your dark, wet earth
somewhere between the cows dappling the hillside
somewhere in the laugh of the creek through Kilfree
somewhere down the winding one-lane road

This is just a light-hearted poem I wrote a couple of years ago. It actually took me almost two years to finish. And no, I don't really have a cousin named Alexandra.

Upon that day so deep in spring,
Grandmother instructed me to bring
Myself and sister up for tea,
To greet her well-bred company:
Our cousin Alexandra.

One who, despite her stately air,
Oft' preferred a foreign flair
And few, if any, understood
Her sort of whimsical girlhood,
Fair cousin Alexandra.

So I went to camp a couple weeks ago. I wasn't too exited because for budget reasons they were combining Sr. and jr. camps into one week. And besides, I had read the schedule in advance and it looked like there would be hardly and freetime and besides I had heard dark foreboding stories of The camp director that I would be under. (not to mention that unless they worked it out otherwise soon I would end up with my own mother as my couselor)Anyway, I went as a SR. camper this year and braced myself for the worse. Well, it seemed that was about to happen.