The Vixen's Verse . . .
Wishes in Blue
Time drips madly by,
Hearts beat wildly in sync.
But no, not real.
You fight for your unknown
cause,
But inside you can't feel the
pain
What is alive or dead?
It all seems like a normal day.
Peaceful doves flying by,
Concentrating only on the
wind.
Souless realms of impossible
hues.
Color has no meaning.
I wish I had stopped you,
Way back then.
Maybe now it wouldn't bend,
But fate isn't my faithful friend.
Soldier's Dream
Daunting dolls with winter breath,
Chariots high in solemn voice.
Night glistens in the distant lands,
While trumpets blow victory!
Speaking in a silent sound ;
Tell me of the trouble now.
Deep within the haughted halls,
Secrets lie in ghostly hands.
Bloody fears with razor dreams,
Come to find you in your sleep.
Do not run, do not hide,
Terror walks the fine white line.
Which is Which?
Who is Who?
Choose your choice, wise and evil.
Pledge your soul like your blade,
To your king, forgetting now . . .
The Night
Forged by steel,
blessed by darkness,
Forgotten by all,
You hold life still.
Death you bring
To those you hate.
But enchantments die;
On curse's lap.
There you are in the mist.
Awaiting a traveller;
Of heavenly bliss.
Kisses wet with virgin's tear
Upon your cheek now lie.
But still you proceed
Till preceed is end
And death is true
bringing you
To grace . . . .
Courage, Hope, and Bravery
(to the traveler who inspired me)
The wind whispers hollow;
Of rudimentary fears.
While my eyes swell up with caverns;
Of wasteless tears.
I am forlorn, and forgotten,
forever dismayed.
No rest for the weary
On this my final day.
All alone in this desolate place,
I find the enemy.
I stand there ready to face,
With honor, courage, beside me.
Into the darkness, brave unto the night.
I wander and go.
And I travel, my lovely bride,
Where you cannot follow.
But know that my spirit abides
living on within you.