Friday, October 29, 2010

I Fly

Out of the trees of your arms
I fly
Up from your eyes shadowed with fear
I fly
I’m a beautiful bird, spreading its wings,
Jumping and leaping taking what the wind brings.
Leaving behind nights of turmoil and pain
I fly
Into a sun that’s wondrously warm
I fly
Bringing with me the love that you gave,
I shall take it with me to the grave.
I fly
I fly
I fly

Diamante

Puppy
Funny, Happy
Running, Nipping, Jumping
That puppy grows up
Barking, defending, loving
Lucky, pretty
Dog

Curiuos (Sunday Scribble #238)

She looked in the mirror brushing her brown hair.Looking into her Jade green eyes and wondered if they were her mothers or her fathers. She tries very hard to remember them but the only thing she can recall is a warm feeling and a rough cologne. While she sits with her book and waits for Ernie to come she thinks of the two years that have passed. She was never treated badly but she was never loved either. She was always just a tool to get to... what is his name? They never say it around her anymore because it hurts her so. She remembers him the most. Days of playing in the yard, coloring joking. She sees his brown eyes, his wonderful smile. Does he even look for her anymore? Ernie and his men never say anything about him anymore. In fact it's been over a month since she heard them whispering about him in the other room. They say a lot of things they think she won't understand. She remembers one incident very clearly...

She leans against the wall with her ear to the spot where she can hear the best. "She says she can't remember anything." That was Ernie the only one who treated her like the age she was. She remembers, She's just hoping that you'll let her out of this house so she can get away." That was Josh he hasn't looked at her since the first week she was here. When he's not in the other room the others say he has a soft spot for her and by not seeing her he can remain impassive. " She may have Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. It can cause loss of memory's in some cases." That was the Doctor, she didn't know what his real name was. She only saw him when she got sick. She then retreated to her bed to think about what this might mean. Would she ever get her memory back, would she have to see a doctor to help? The question that bugged her the most was if she would ever get the chance, or if she was stuck here forever.