Original Poems II

William Carlos Poem
Free

I watch the bird
swiftly
gliding through air

Spreading its wings
as it floats
with the clouds.

Free as can be
soaring,
becoming one with the sky.

I wish I could be free
like the bird
as it flys through space.

Memory Poem
Those days

Sometimes I wish we could go back
to those days when everything was easy.
When we would walk down to the pond
and look for garden snakes
because back then we weren't afraid of anything.
We would spend the whole day there.
Just enjoying being young
without a care in the world.
Our parents would come get us
when dusk rolled around.
Their faces would light up
when we showed them our new friend
and the home we made for it.
I wish we could go back
to those days
and those memories
we spent together.

Ladder
Storm

Thunder
Lightning strikes
The rain pounds
Banging on the roof
But then it sloes down
Soft taps calm me
The clouds part
Drifting away
Slowly