You are Made of Magic

Rest, rest your weary head.
The day is long and never ends.
Mornings filled with dread,
But if you sleep then dream,
Of places old and magic.
Go, dear one, to the place of dragons.
The waking world is cold and cruel,
people in it lie.
Sleep and dream of fantastic things
Where pterasaurs still fly.
There you’re free of worldly care
To play in fields of flowers.
Yes there you can wile away the hours
Sleep and dream of happy things,
forget for now the misery,
for there Lady Aldra sings,
That you are filled with magic!

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Well Wishes

For the flower in the east
When the sun rises slow
May you look up and smile
For love that may grow
I wish you all the joy
Comfort, eternal bliss
That one day true
You have happiness

The Brave “disability” Mom

Lookie here! it’s a mom
who wants a cookie.
So brave she is,
Her struggles oh so hard!
Wow just admire her sacrifice
but alas her b.s. it’s all a lie.
This mom just needs to retire!
Instead she schemes
And scams away.
While setting her child
on a metaphorical fire!

note: I wrote this in reply to a mom who was using her daughter to raise money on gofundme to fund ABA therapy.

Life Giving Flow

Water, the ever crashing sea to shore
The source in the mountains flow
A trickle, a stream down paths
Water erodes and water grows
It etches rocks, smoothes pebbles
Water, life giving, life taking
The soul of the planet, water
People’s tears in drought heart breaking
Water pours from stormy skies
And bring about the healing rains
But also deep deep floods of sorrow
How water, swirling, is our pains
Drink deep the well of love
The joy that life giving spring
And how we hold our memories
Wash us over in happy things
The river, time, in weaving lines
Flows ever forward to the seas
And in my life water constant
Relief, growth, pain, joy, it washes over me

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Let Go Together

Tight the heart beat in my chest
I cry out pain in my breath
Are you far, desperate this king
To cry seeking his beloved queen
Queen of hearts don’t take my head
Keep me near beside your bed
Serve you well this Knight of spades
A dark king who shys the light of day
The coughing caught in my throat
Like the lies others have spoke
Don’t dwell on those who hurt
Or the pain that wells inside you
I tell myself this daily, just breathe
And if I the king of misery can let go
Oh shadow queen let us together be free

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Fighting the Fade

Her shadow is fading
With the days, her breath
Deep drawn it’s a struggle
Each and every day.

She cries out into the night
Is there a point to this hard life
Her blood grows cold, closes her eyes
Will she give up, say goodbye

Holding her tight with all my love
Stroking her head, I’m at her side
Each moment feeding her renewal
In the goddess’ hands I place her

Poet’s Note: Today our kitten Smores passed away. She was a fighter. I wrote this for her. Though her life was short it was filled with love.

Her dying moment, curled in my lap where she crawled to from her heated pad.