Poetry

After such an amazing story I believe I shall struggle to compete.

RIDING
I Cant feel under the wheel
But I can feel the wheel under me
and what the wheel feels like under me
makes whats under the wheel feel unreal

DARKNESS
What is darkness?
The absence of light,
or something more?
Is it really an obvious
explainable occurance in nature?
or is it some other being,
a creature,
literally of darkness.
Perhaps there is a greater darkness
beyond that which we call shadow.
Perhaps the blind simply
fail to see the light of our world
and can only view the darkness beyond everything.

MY DOG
Black as the deepest night,
yet glowing with a joyous light.
she dances and prances,
leaps and bounds,
and all this just when she sees me
This beutiful lady,
both proud and playful,
is the kindest gift
a person may recieve.

SWALLOW
Lost, wandering
Like a you swallow
Thats strayed to far from the nest
Stumbling, Crying,
Chirping, Fluttering.
The lost little thing does wander.

BURNING
Flame, the endless burning.
Fire, the dreadful beuty.
Flickering as if between the worlds,
spreading love and despair.
The candle lit dinner,
the burning city.
Love to sorrow,
Beuty to terror.
What else in this world of ours,
can tear us to pieces in so many ways
Death
Destruction
Love Creation
What is more beutiful than a flickering flame,
What is more violent than the forest fire.
Fire,
the giver,
the taker.
Fire,
the God,
the demon.
Fire,
the life,
the death.
Fire.