Spelling Bee

Reciting each letter from memory,
I tried to gather myself as I stood before the audience,
Silent stares proved no support as they awaited my full answer,
One letter away I froze, remembering the whole word,
Finally I sputtered an R only to hear the buzz of excitement,
The next round awaited me.
Every letter was a moment of life,
a chapter to the book that completed me,
and now that I was done,
The next word was ready to be determined.


*This poem suggests that the spelling bee is someone regathering their life. R is the last letter of my last name or the last chapter of my life.

Always

Ancient though they are,
they still fill my head,
they tumble with time,
tickling at my thoughts,
and tinkering in my dreams.
I will always remember those words.

One

We are all just the seed in an evergrowing flower,
One seed that can change the route of millions.

Change

Shadows quivered at the sound,
leaves scurried from the persistant wind.
One flame flickered on dying in the cold,
it's purple enchantment clearing the clouds,
only to see the twinkling eyes of the stars.
Trees fought for land intertwining their branches,
breaking apart the path into one.
The purple flame extinguished,
cascading ink on my luck,
the luck I alone could only have created.

Clock

Ticking hands don't struggle they laugh as they swiftly move by,
providing a moment, a number, a time in our lives,
the same pattern same numbers adding up to days, years,
then one day we're gone,
the clock lives on forever reliving only its past,
numbers we have already put up with,
the clock the lonely the sorrow building into the gears,
the one in the corner who only thinks of how much time is left,
how much time is lost, and the past.
The clock, the hands, the one that is living the numbers not the moment.
The clock mocking every life every moment of every day.

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Breeze

The whispers in the breeze will haunt you. The grass will dance to your beat. The moon will shine in your direction. The birds will chirp your song. Then you will run, undecided to a land of alone. Running from the things that point you in the right direction. Destiny cannot be found alone, but in the midst of oppurtunity. The whispers in the breeze will send you forward. The grasses dance will always be, the moon will lend you confidence,and the birds chirping your song will find your voice. All that is left, is you.