River of Consciousness

She had a dream catcher shaped like a crescent moon hanging above her bed

A reminder of her guardian watching over her while she slept

With every thread woven between the wood and wool

Her nightmares and fears became entangled in its complex web

Preventing them from reaching her conscious

So she could sleep soundly

Under the light of the moon she finds her voice

Under the light of the moon she feels her heart beat

Under the light of the moon she finds herself

Under the light of the moon she feels her power

Apollo grant me the gift of inspiration

With your sun kissed hands bless my mind

With words that flow together effortlessly

And portray the intimate beauty that is held within nature and the divine

Star light

Star bright

Please shine down on my path tonight

Show me the way under the light of the moon

Help me accept the changes in my life

With grace but not passivity

And trim away those who I am outgrowing

Let my mind expand

Like the branches of the tree of life

The gentle breeze rustles the wind chimes bells signaling to the fairies hiding in the grass that it is time for them to reveal themselves

Crawling out from underneath lily petals and climbing up the cattails they follow

The fading light of the evening sun as it sets beyond the horizon

They tiptoe underneath the hose that drips water every so often

Dancing until the moon rises high in the sky

Artemis guide me

Take my hand

And show me the way

While I wander this desolate path

Your skin smelled like chamomile

In the springtime

And lavender in the fall

Your lips were once as pink as rose quartz

But now they’re the pale lilac of amethyst

As your soul fades back into the soil

The cauldron smoldered as she dropped one herb after another into the cast iron bowl

A pentagram engraved on the side providing protection for the ritual she was performing

She stirred the concoction clockwise with the intention of attracting knowledge from an unseen realm

Allowing herself to release her being into the brew

Someday they will trade in their bicycles

For car keys

And their innocence will slowly fade away

Into the past

With their beloved

I want to draw you

The curve of your jaw

The angles of your cheekbones

The bow of your lips

You’re a living masterpiece

Breathing in life before my very eyes

You make my heart skip a beat

Tell me your secrets

And I’ll tell you mine

Will we withstand the test of time?

Or will we crumble under the pressure

The heartbreak does fade away

But instead of dissolving with the memories of the good times that will never be recreated,

The smiles and laughs shared encapsulated in the past,

Frozen by medusa's bitter glare,

Envious of what we once had

But when it fades it is merely replaced

With bitterness and resentment

Toward every heartfelt love letter

Ever poured into a page and delivered to you

Anger at being abandoned

When so many empty promises were made to remain by one another's side through it all

But people change

And sometimes that's harder to swallow

Than having them string you along as if they're the same person you went to bed with the night before

Because at least you knew who they were before

I trace your outline in the sand

An attempt to recreate the memories we shared

But it's hard to do when we're nothing more than ghosts of each other's pasts

Your essence is slipping through my fingers

Gargoyles flanked either side of the building

She took a deep breath in

And exhaled her worries for the world to tend to

She knew her purpose

Reluctantly she entered the building

Knowing that she would emerge transformed

The foyer was quiet and still

Candles flickered casting shadows on the walls

Illuminating the doubts that filled her mind

She cast them away with a shake of her head

She couldn’t let the fear consume her

She stared at the mahogany double doors before her

She had to be strong in order to face what was behind them

Her heels clicked as she took a step towards it

With a trembling hand she reached for the brass knob

It was cold beneath her fingertips

With baited breath she turned it over

The door creaked open

Revealing an empty chamber with chains and shackles adhered to to the walls

The prison she had confined herself to for many years

She felt a gust of wind brush past her

As her demons were released to roam the outside world