For Jess ...

In asking to put more words on the page
makes me quake , akin to rage
Not angry at you but myself
taking the dictionary down from the shelf
Where to start this word endeavor?
Can I really be that clever?
I write about moons and stars and things
am taken to put wings on living beings
in lists about hope and love and life
all about my internal strife
I write about health and kids and family
knowing my verses are sometimes quite airy

Like this mischievous piece will show
I don't have a guidebook of ways to flow
sitting and working I aim to grow

I write In short because that's me
when my souls free maybe then we shall see
Diaphanous wings and beautiful things
bewitched to write in fantasy
the faeries that live within my dreams
making me laugh till I split at the seems
Sometimes dark my dreams become
greyness surrounds me I hear beats from a drum
waking with fright I hear life pass
and I sit there feeling like a total ass
I know this is total shit
but god I had fun writing this tidbit
So thank you Jess your a good bloke
please don't swallow you might find a lump in your throat ....


Love you jess and this is just a bit of fun hope you like it ... :) thought it was time you had a poem lol