The Ride of Terror

The ride of death,

the never-ending terror

the highest I have ever been

That was what I thought...

Then I experienced it...

I wait,

the straps tighten securely around my body,

the risk takes flight,

Then something happens...

Boom!

I swish, I fly,

shock goes through my body,

thrill runs down my spine,

the wind rushes through my hair,

I zip past the world,

I fly,

my stomach tightens,

I feel the drop,

I run across everything,

The dare devil in myself creeps out,

I rush past your old self,

I can feel the difference,

Mr. Thriller

I feel unstoppable,

until the strike,

the roller coaster stops,

I walk away a new person

I have Everything and so Much more

I have everything and so much more,

myself, 

family,

friends,

happiness,

and so much more

I have a person a made myself I am happy with

silly,

funny,

loving,

short black hair,

light brown eyes,

a small body, but huge personality

I have friends and family that cares for me,

that will be there for me,

that will love me for who I am,

that will always help me

I have the happiness that will carry me through life

that will always be carried with me

that I can never leave me 

I have so much more,

anything I can imagine

fortunate

I have everything and so much more....

Harmony

Harmony  can turn the world upside down

bad to good

sad to honesty

confusion to trust

worry to protection

panic to patience

anger to certainty

She never lies,

she never ages,

she never doubts

she never fights

Her tone of voice, so sweet, so calming

her movements are so graceful

Her friends Patience, Honesty, Trust, Truth,

Joy and Pleasure all admire her

she is a mix of all......

She is passionate 

she is strong

she is daring

she is loving

she is power

she is discipline

You should never let her size confuse you

she will appear in your house when times are horrible

she will help you through danger, anger and change

Who knows maybe she is not real, 

maybe she is your imagination,

maybe she is in all of us........ somewhere

What is Left

It's all one big continuous adventure

The root of the tipping world

off to the east

from the black currant,

how vast amiss

The temporary blindness and fractured fragments

Fall flames flicker,

tumbleweed and pine bark wander

the lights are dim,

the water is shallow

Light pours in,

Flashbacks begin

from the source,here's what remains

The Earth will blossom again