Flights of Freedom 9-24-2012

Juvenile Black-Crowned Heron

I am beauty in the
Eye of my beholder,
I am strong and free.
They wish that they could
Fly and 
Spread their wings like me.
I have no bounds to hold me,
I go wherever I want.
And if I should 
Need some sustenance,
I simply go and hunt.

I am beauty in the 
Eye of my beholder.
They are jealous tis true,
They wish they had
This simple life
Soaring in the open blue.

P. Contreras

The Shadow 9-20-2012

I am tired, but I'm wide awake
I wish that I could sleep,
The thoughts are running through
my mind, running oh so deep!
I have thoughts, thoughts you see,
of things I think you did.
When fairy tales should have been mine
and I was just a kid.
The images of running through fields,
Flowers slipping through my hands.
Are replaced with images of
A dark and troubled man.
I push them out, but they come back
Bleeding through my brain.
My heart is heavy, oh so heavy
filled with angst and pain..
I hate you for these memories
forced on me when oh so young.
They're thoughts that tumble
through my mind
and can never be undone.
I'm searching for a peaceful dream
filled with sanctity.
Help me wipe them from my thoughts
So sleep can come to me.

                        P. Contreras

Invisible 9-5-2012

Invisible

I live in an invisible world, 

It is my invisible world.

A world I have made because

I don't stand up for myself.

I don't make myself important.

Everyone else is more important than me

And now, I am invisible.

I look into the mirror and 

I do not see me, I see someone else.  

I am invisible.

Where am I, 

She left years ago to raise children

And to keep a husband.

Her dreams are gone, but hopefully

Not forgotten.

I hope soon she will show herself to me,

And become visible once again.

                       P. Contreras