I close my eyes
And fool my senses
And take barbed wires
For picket fences
Redolent of the ostrich
That did not want to see
Her world as it appeared to be
Imagination growing
Knowing
I’m ALMOST free
I close my eyes
And fool my senses
And take barbed wires
For picket fences
Redolent of the ostrich
That did not want to see
Her world as it appeared to be
Imagination growing
Knowing
I’m ALMOST free
She wished to be
A lissome tree
A home
For leaves
For flowers
To grow on
Her wish was made true
Now she sits under the sun
Taking in its beautiful rays
Finally becoming one
With this universe
I think I saw you
As you fell
As the world crept closer
As your wings failed to hold you any longer
I knew my arms were too weak
My mouth couldn’t speak
My mind merged with yours
And we soared
That was the last day
An angel ever fell
The devil and the angel
Merged
I still see it
Through my brain’s eye
The dappled floors
As I skipped the halls
Sunshine covering me
Heat much too dry
School in the desert
Memories passing by
I
Let
Them
All
Go
A vague memory
A picturesque scene
As the world was ending
I dared to dream
Of the life I have now
Of what seemed so out of reach
The image solidified
As I laid on this beach
…….
If you know my story, you know that I was born in Iraq and escaped the war around 2008. I feel so blessed by the small things and the big things in my life right now. Grateful for it all.
Here’s some AI art of my creation inspired by this poem. Going from war to calm.
The wind howled
The ship swayed
The sonorous sirens’ cries
Made night of day
As the darkness veiled the light
Her true power shone bright
No evil shall come
The ship was female run
The siren spell broke
By the words she spoke
“I’m the captain of this sea. I do not fear you, but you must fear me.”
(Images inspired by this poem)
She passed by swiftly
Unseen
The kerfuffle of the trees
Woke them from their dreams
The goddess of the wind coming to say
Wake up, we must fight another day
(Images created by me using AI inspired by the poem above)
There I lay
With a wistful gaze
Stars turning to ships
Coming to take me away
A warm cup of coffee
Blanket on a rainy day
View of a rising sun
Knowing here
I can stay
The apricity of it all
On a Sunday
Simple
Happiness
We are pieces
The big bang had left
Same atoms
Finding new ways of expression
And they called it reincarnation
Then the meaning was lost