She lent me her wings

Over here please follow
You see the tree of hush
Is where the fairy wings grow
Please try them you simply must

Oh no, I said to her
I simply cannot fly
I know you won’t believe me
So let’s not even try

She wasn’t having any
Of my words to stop her there
She plucked from the hush tree
This beautiful blue pair

I can’t fly I said, I just can’t
I’ve tried so very long
I began to realize, and I think
I don’t belong

With a little twinkle of her eyes
I arose up in the air
Now you’re flying, she said and laughed without a care

Remember to not look down
When you see the hush tree
Do not make a sound
Fairy wings grow there 😉

For my sweet Pink friend Jeanne Marie.

Childhood is but a whisper

Childhood is but a whisper
I turned around and you are grown
part of me grew with you
part of me misses you child
part of me wants to go back
part of me wants to run
part of me wants to tell
the other parts of me
that your childhood was….it was a whisper
I’m sitting with that today
letting it sink in! 
Childhood is but a whisper

Lost in a world of words

Along the streams, the Stoney brook
Took me to the other side
Reality, yet a fantasy
I hurry deep inside

Your words they seem to capture
They memorize me so
They show me that my world
It is little, just…  And so

I get tired
My head gets full
I stop reading

I think I have gathered enough words, to last me a lifetime… Peace

 

Disclaimer: This is not about anyone particular person, but more about the state of my mind that gets full of words. It’s hard for me to sort it all sometimes. So I get lost in art and such. Just so you know…I never tire of reading just, processing so much. ❤

 

I saw you dancing

I saw you dancing
I reached out to catch you
You were moving so quick
You never caught my hand
Reaching out, out for you

I’m the butterflies
You asked to come
I’m the wind
The sweet breeze
that kisses your face

Slow down sweet sister

 

Paradise…among the flowers

Paradise found among the flowers
Love found floating on the breeze
Makes me think…anything is possible
If we only believe
MichelleMarie

Day Dreaming

Art by MichelleMarie

I was just day dreaming
Writing my plans
Making a way
Perhaps in my head
I’m not really sure
What happened next
Then opened this door
Out came a Stallion
With a good hearty snort
He bid me to follow
That’s just what I did
Cause day dreams are magic
I felt like a kid

Day Dreaming

Sometimes…I wander the streets of my mind

Sometimes I wander the streets of my mind
I notice along the way, the drifting of time
It seems like yesterday, I went this way
Or was it the day before?
It’s hard to really know
When thoughts tap upon my door
Come out they say, let’s play
And you know that’s what I do
Before you know I find myself
Whistling a tune or two
Something sweet like that

Ya know?

Firefly Inspirations

Maybe it’s the twilight
Maybe June & Summer fireflies
I’ll never know why, I cannot stop
Sitting & waiting for you
First a hinted whisper like wind
Oh, it’s nothing that I did
To cause this flood of emotion
And elation that you are still here
No one knows & I’m not pretending
No spaces, no blades of separation
But me & you inspiration
I live to meet you here

It was the…Poppies

It was the Poppies

“You see sir

I wasn’t looking

for a wizard.

I don’t believe!!!

I was following

the wildflowers…

Sweet Poppies

They caught my eye

Me being shy

I followed this road

I was looking for

something real

The way he threw his voice

double entendre like

you how I like to laugh

I got a little off, but now I see

This road I have been traveling

Has made me believe

I already knew the truth

inside me, I’m funny that way.”