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My Golden Eagle

He was wild
Completely untamable
Wanting to go in all directions
Going in every direction
Back and forth
Never tiring
Blazing his own trails
Bowing not to another
Friend only to earth and sky
Riding forever on the wind
Tied only by gravity
Barely touching ground
No permanent name
No history
Freedom at its best
Passion for life
Facing every fear
Laughing at every foe
Defying destiny
A phantom
A drifter
A loner
An extraordinary man
One I loved to refer to as
My Golden Eagle


Human Interactions

Silence
Because nobody wants to hear words
Lies
Because nobody wants to accept truth
Masks
Because nobody wants to know realness
Cheerfulness
Because nobody wants to perceive depression
Strength
Because nobody wants to see weakness
Fine
Because nobody wants to attend pain
Pettiness
Because nobody wants to genuinely care
Arrogance
Because nobody wants to admit imperfection
Selfishness
Because nobody wants to observe others
Pedestals
Because nobody wants to seem lower
Distance
Because nobody wants to get close
Success
Because nobody wants to praise failure
Wealth
Because nobody wants to acknowledge poverty
Hatred
Because nobody wants to understand love
Force
Because nobody wants to truly coexist
Life
Because nobody wants to confess death


A Warrior’s Poem

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If you mess with the rose
You’ll be pricked by thorns
If you mess with the bull
You’ll be struck by horns
If you mess with the sword
You’ll soon taste iron
If you mess with the dragon
You’re asking for fire

A warrior may not always win
But a warrior will never bend
I will fight even when cornered
I will fight until I look horrid
I will fight with passionate fury
I will fight with vision blurry
I will fight until my last breath
I will fight even after death

Do not put on my grave
How I won or saved the day
If I had words on my grave
This, I would want it to say:
I helped those I found in need
And the captives, I helped freed
I did what I felt to be right
I didn’t accomplish everything with might
For there are higher powers above
And the greatest of these is Love


Swift Winds

A clock chimed the lonely hour
While I found myself in a tower
Looking down below
Dragons, their teeth did they show
Swift winds and there I went
While the world shook and bent

Bells tolled their tune
While I found myself on a dune
Looking around, nothing I saw
Except the sand opening a jaw
Swift winds and there I went
While the world shook and bent

Croaking came from a toad
While I found myself on a road
Looking side to side, I saw a ghost town
Phantoms coming to devour me down
Swift winds and there I went
While the world shook and bent

Singing came from afar
While I found myself on a bar
Looking around, what did I see
A siren calling my death to me
Swift winds and there I went
While the world shook and bent

Looking around, I was found dumb
Because my time had not actually come
Swift winds and there I went
While the world shook and bent

*Author’s Note: I pulled this one out of the archives. Back in middle school, I loved learning about Edgar Allen Poe. I created this then, inspired by his work. I had thought this seemed similar to his creations. Now, I read this and chuckle to myself.


The Butterfly and the Rose (Poem)

The butterfly and the rose
How they thrive
Only God knows
Travelling across Earth
Mountains high and valleys low
To the reaches of realms
They will go
The gardens can’t stop them
Nor rain nor drought nor snow
Nor to the rushing wind
Will they bow
Who will dare tame
The butterfly and the rose
Not even pen and paper
Can lock them in prose
Defiant and high
Will their banner billow
Forever living on
Despite the tries of foes
But their love for family
Will always grow
However you view them
You must know
All this is true of
The butterfly and the rose


Life Through a Lens

How easy it is
For us to look at
Life through a hazed lens
Instead of seeing enemies
All we want to see
Is nothing but friends
So much so
We can even replace
Those of blood and kin
To a fault we
Desire personal perfection
Except of relationships mend
And to that fault
It is seen that
Personal rules bend
Sometimes so severely
Despite best efforts
Our emotions we cannot contend
It is at that time
We come to realize
There is often no end
All because we
Prefer to view
Life through a hazed lens


Forever Waiting

Waiting
Forever waiting
Watching time go by
Seconds hardly move
Waiting
Forever waiting
Leg bouncing up and down
Nervous tick increasing
Waiting
Forever waiting
Checking the watch
Only a minute passed
Waiting
Forever waiting
Going out of mind
Losing all patience
Waiting
Forever waiting
How much longer
Must it be this hard
Waiting
No longer waiting
Taking deep breaths
Anxiously hearing results
Waiting
Forever waiting
For the reckoning day
When life can live again


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