Asking

I stood below
Your cold neon glow
Surroundings lit with your
Rays of night,
Full moon to my right
Moving so quickly
Each day flash forward
And I asked you questions
As I stood alone
Listening to the crunch of frozen leaves
From steps of the hounds in the forest
Needing answers
opening my heart to embrace all,
You gave me the peace
Of redefining my path
And I smiled at you
My long-lost December moon
As I gathered the beasts
Withdrawing back to the confines
Of warmth,
Feeling the glow of love
For answers always told
In conversations with skies
And stars that align
To set dreams free
To become their own reality.
Thank you my sweet Luna
For the gifts you give
The peace you bestow
The friends you send to keep company
And for the stars that keep me focused
On strength and determination
To not back down
To forge ahead
To let it be
Imagined dreams
To come to fruition,
To set my path towards destiny.

Runaway

Once
When I was quite young
Deciding to run far away
Let’s go I said
A big adventure
I imagined how far we would make it
As far as Saskatoon I hoped,
Not knowing where Saskatoon was….
But surely it must be close.
We packed some soda
Bottles of dr Pepper
And some cookies
A sandwich or two
As there was only so much room
And off we trod that summer morning,
Off to find our destiny.
About a half a mile, or maybe it was more like a quarter,
Parched we stopped to drink some soda
But alas, this was before the days of twist off
And there would be no cool soda
To wet our throats.
We found a creek running lightly beside the road
But being next to a field of cows
Thought it might taste a bit funny
And so declined.
Hot and tired we sat below an apple tree.
Farm houses were in the distance
We ate the cookies
Then the sandwiches,
Peanut butter and grape jelly now squished,
Maybe this wasn’t going as planned.
Do we turn around?
Do we continue on?
And what if it got dark?
No lights back then on country roads,
And packs of wayward snarling hounds
Crept through wooded places,
Just the place we were about to get to.
We chewed on a weed while pondering our fate,
And being a bit smart decided we would try again
At some later date.
We picked up our sack,
Now empty and tossed the soda,
Because what good is it without an opener
And being hot and tired,
Why carry the extra weight?
We walked back home,
Our heads hung low
Failing at our mission
To run away to foreign lands,
And the house in sight around the curve
Came home to realize that in our minds
What took all day,
Really had only taken an hour plus.
No one missed us.
No joyful welcome home…nothing.
We were sad.
As a child I always dreamed about traveling about,
Meeting people, seeing new places,
Finding the magic out there somewhere…
All grown up now I see,
That I can close my eyes and be
Wherever I long to wish,
Wherever the daydream takes me.
To see beaches and castles
And wonderful places,
And I can write about the magic,
Though not as good as being there.
If I can show you all of my dreams
Through words and pictures,
Then I am truly a lucky soul
As you are with me
On these journeys,
Running away
To that happy place
Somewhere out there.
Oh, and I always carry an opener,
Just in case.

She will go

That is where you will find magic,
She will go there
Somewhere deep within her soul,
Where balloons float on air
And the stars will play
Jacks with the moon ball.
She will be found
Out among the tall grasses
Somewhere below the solitary tree,
Conversing with the universe
That bows before her
Like a queen of magical things
Revered.
She will go
When the summer wind kisses
The cheek of fall
Who will betray her
With the romance of winter,
She will rise high above
Floating on the twinkling wisps
Of daydreams that float
On the thoughts of a child,
She will go
And she will know the soul
She had left behind so very long ago,
She will go to find yesterday
On a pillow
Eyes closed,
She will dream
And it will be so.