Airy's Poetry Diary

[araindoe]

My poem

Have you ever lain about
nestled in the grass
thinking not 'bout this or that
just staring at the sky?

Have you ever wondered why
our sky gives clues away
communicating all its moods
the weather of the day?

And why the star
is the star you see
and not that other one
you seek?

Clouds are wisps
as you watch them shift
and whisk your thoughts away

When it rains
you hear quiet piddling
and you think of
how gentle skies can be

But then!
a storm!
thunderous zaps!
wrath of sky and sea!

Whatever mood my sky desires
it chooses one for me.

~ A. Rylaia

[Kasmir]

//Very nice

[araindoe]

Advice for El

You think a lot about the world
And wish it was not true
All those things they said you were
Those things, they were so mean

But does that really mean you should
Change everything you were?
Everything you thought was right
Is wrong, and black is white?

I don't mind if I were wrong
But I am blue, as blue can be
A shade and color of my own
The color blue, that's me!

Maybe you should not believe
In colors black or white
Think of all those shades between
Then pick the one you're meant to be!

~ A. Rylaia

[araindoe]

Mistress of the Skies

High in the air,
Where eagles play,
A sudden sail appears,

From mighty clouds,
A ship arises,
Guided by graceful tugs,
Tugs from wheel and birds alike,
And spirits of the wind.

In the dark of night,
She flirts with stars,
By light of day,
She skirts with grace.
Like Queen of distant lands,

She flies with Dragons Pegasii by her sides
The Mistress of the Skies.

~ Ravial

[araindoe]

I wish

I wish I was a bird
I'd have a little brain
And wouldn't think so much
But I think that is ok

You see if I had wings
I could fly up high
Then all those things below
Would not be in sight

I know it sounds silly
And I would miss my friends
Those people I love most
Would wonder where I went

But how amazing I would be
With my wondrous wings
Soaring through stormy skies
Feathered, ever free!

~ A. Rylaia