Are you listening?

Are you out there?
Can you hear me?
If you're looking,
What do you see?

If I were a raven.

If I were a raven,
I would spread my wings wide
Let the wind lift me
and take to the sky

If I were a raven,
I would keep to the shadows
Sing to the music of darkness-
the sweetest songs I know

If I were a raven,
I would watch the world unwind
As people love, hate, and grow
and keep close with those of their kind.

If I were a raven,
I would call out to the moon
A harsh cry of mystery
To the stars, randomly strewn

If I were a raven,
I would make a home in the tallest tree
Away from the world, so questioning
Where I could simply be.

Springtime

Gentle buds of jasmine cover the ground like snow
Soft star shaped tears of joy and woe

Flowers from the sidewalk tucked in her hair
The sweet white blossoms perfume the air

Her golden braid loops and flows
Hiding secrets only she knows

Butterflies dance around her ears-
Curious whispers are all she hears

Apprehension

Little people
in little cars
traveling to places
near, and far.
Each bearing
their own scar
each just trying
to pass the bar.

The silent watcher
is none other than me
and I'm still waiting
to see
What we all will be
and if
we truly are free.

It is upon these thoughts
I dwell
although time will truly tell
If things will turn out well
or if we will each create
our own hell.

Lonely Girl

Little white threads
trace a path
from her ears
to her hands

She looks out the window
seemingly detached
from the world,
blurred by mist

Absentmindedly tracing
the shape of a heart
with the back of her knuckle
up, in, out, down.

Again and again,
lost in her own world
the same simple pattern
up, in, out, down.