If Only…

 

A Faerie’s Fantasy

Golden streets
Ivory sea
In my mind, in the land of fantasy
Dragons of red
Fly overhead
Knights of old
Brave and bold
Walk the golden streets by the ivory sea
In my mind in the land of fantasy

Darkened wood
Cold, black sea
In my mind, in the land of fantasy
Mists of white
Shroud the night
Wolves of dread
Softly tread
The darkened wood
By the cold, black sea
In my mind, in the land of fantasy

Just one of my poems

THIRTEEN

Bicycle wheels flying on a sultry, summer Saturday

All chrome and shiny black enamel, with handbrakes and three speeds

 

Freedom from classroom tyranny, parental supervision and school bullies

At least for now…

 

Super heated air, cooled only by speed, rushes past, hair flying out behind

 

Muscles pumping, heart racing, fear nowhere in sight

At least for now…

 

Serenity, peace, excitement, joy! So many good feelings, almost overwhelming

Almost…

 

No destination, just going, riding, flying…

My black charger carrying me off to a better place

At least for now…