Kings and Queens

Kings and queens of life's beautiful game

Choosing to watch or choosing to play

Dreams of being a queen in another's castle

Like the musing of a far-away, masqueraded attraction

A castle sits, flowers planted here

Choosing what will grow and soon will fade away

Giving pearls to those who enter in

Drawn here still, never forced to stay

Those who watch, amused, behind a fence

Always puzzled because of unseen moves

Because fools create their own reality

Weaved together by imprudent glances

This castle filled with many rooms

Roaming throughout with puzzled enlightenment

Secure in this fortress, a tale no more

New pages revealed from the queen alone

Blank pages are held for life's handsome poem

Why choose to live another's story

This story told with heartfelt voice

Ink that is filled with endless truths

Kings and queens

To each their own

A mansion of faith

Better fit for a queen

Closest Friend

You're worth more than a million loves

Deeper than any flesh and blood

You smile when I'm laughing

Delighted when I flourish

Your peace is in between

Felt when there is nothing

When I'm weak your love bleeds over

A grieve becomes a mend from you

You watch when I'm learning

Awake when I'm dreaming

Wise when I'm foolish

Strong when I'm hurting

Calm when I'm running

Quiet when I'm asking

Sound through confusion

Gentle through distraction

You let me write my story

Even when you can recite it

You're with me, far as eyes cannot see

With me as far as life can feel

I can feel it when you smile

Captivating life with me

What Do You See

Impossible Perfection

Pictures worth a thousand words

Words design a thousand thoughts

A picture-perfect painting

Seen only in the foreground

But backgrounds bleed into the light

There's nothing absolute here

At the drop of a pin, scenes erased

A world turns upside down

Perhaps it's playing, right side up

Heart without limits, unpredictably beats

Synchronized with scattered hope

A lens is placed, untouched perception

Maybe absolute exists here...

But foresight sees perfection

No chance of flaws, deliberate reigns

A future stains this canvas

A picture worth a thousand words

Words worth a thousand thoughts...

Catch one thought and you'll be waiting

Stay and linger in my silence

No, our eyes can't blink together

If they did we wouldn't know it

Speaking, quiet with our thoughts

The best way to hear, just look at me

I'll draw for you an image

Picture worth a thousand words

Words color a thousands thoughts...

Flying

Flying high above the wind, that familiar flight again takes place

Feathers white and stunning as her song

Pierce the air with soft, peculiar grace

Her destination is not clear

But felt it is, so very near

She stops just for a moment, no more alone

Solemn, quiet, it is not her home

Ordinary clouds decorate those skies

She cringes at the thought of ordinary guise

Home is not home, this time is not hers

She leaves for that familiar flight

High above to choose a new escape

Better to fly when the unknown is clear in sight

Faster and higher, this time it is real

So close, still far, that second sight of appeal

Merely existing at rest

Her air is powerful in the skies

It is what she dreams of beneath shut eyes

Set apart, detached, that is where she thrives