We Think Perfect

Outside you see my skin, a smile across my face

You see my hair all perfect, no makeup, not a trace

My clothes all neat and proper, perfect pleat, my skirt

My heels, just inch, in patent, matched with crisp White shirt

You stare, you think, who is she, I wonder, what’s her name

I catch your glance, I smile, me I think the same

I wonder what your life is like, I guess you think that too

Why, when we look at others, we think perfect, never Blue

If we all could see internally, feel what others carry so

Would we reach inside, take out their pain, understand their Blue

If another hand, came to me, would I gladly let them see

Behind the smile, they first saw, would I give my pain for free

NO, would be my answer, my pain I need to heal

If it was to ever leave me, my journey not felt real

My pain it is my story, I hold within my Heart

The only time, I’d let it go, my prayer, is carried far 

Love, light and healing energies too you all 

Tm

I Hear A Voice

I hear a voice, a sweet voice calling me, a voice of an Angel

I hear join me, take my hand, let’s fly, meet the sky

Let your feathers be free, open your wings, settle upon the clouds

See your world from great heights, a different view, perspective

Send the world your sign, a sign that will touch their open hands

A coin, a White Feather, a butterfly, anything they will not forget

A soft tune played upon a Golden Harp, a Ray from the sunlight

A parting in the clouds, reforming, creating, a White fluffy Heart

I follow the voice, my pace quickening, my wings opening, I fly

I soar, each breath, screaming freedom, pure freedom, I slow

I settle on my cloud, embedded in the fluff, a breath, a Heart

In my hand a feather, a feather sent with Faith, I let it go, it finds you

Love, light and healing energies too you all 

Tm

Bones

My bones within my fingers, slowly, they start to relax

No longer do they stay rigid, movement, they no longer lack

They are moving, like keys of a piano, ready to do their work

All waiting, anticipation, waiting for those words

Moving in sync, like the Arch of a caterpillar body, they go

No rush, slow paced, delightful, up and down, so slow 

The screen of White, no longer blank, words appear, before my eyes

I’m feeling so excited, my story today, you’ll find

Wow, like puppet, my fingers move, with string, it feels attached

Up and down my fingers type, my words, my story matched

Who would have thought, what bones could bring, only from One word

A poem, I’ve created, to share within the world

Love, light and healing energies too you all 

Tm