Call Me "Hero"

My invisible cape

and gorgeous dimple chin,

artificial courage,

that so called, "lies within".

I rise up from the rest

even when I know the truth.

I am no savior,

a meer impersonator

trying not to let you down

so I warn you,

if I let you down

only know you are

your own "Hero",

only you can save YOU.

-Else D.

Creator

I wish I was a writer

to be of moon and sun

of dragons and his slayer.

Of great the challenge,

to discover the magic called:

           "Creation"

-Else D.

Midnight Dreamer

I am of the mystery

with your thoughts and fears,

the one who takes you away.

Fantasies, so good and bad.

When light comes I am gone,

my name is Midnight Dreamer.

-Else D.

I Am Only

The only out of everything

my unique glory of the sun and stars.

The wishes of the broken,

the pieces come and form

that special something

the one called "I Am Only"

-Else D.

Who Are We? Else D.

Hope, sparks like a flame

Courage, rises to the sky

Joy follows the sparkling stars

and I myself-

watch from far, far, away.

Wish I Was

So swift and smooth

like a river of the words

the beauty and the truth,

beneath the lines of rhythm.

How I wish I could create-

the magic,

of a poem as a poet.

Else D.

Rolling Away Time

All around, I look

frozen time of winter

my heart beats,

my ears hear,

but I am not listening,

or seeing.

I'm stuck in a dream.

A memory.

-Else D.

Deep Inside

Her tail wags

her teeth grind

she hears a bird

and growls

but deep inside

she's only a babe

lonesome of a mother.

-Else D.

What's Out There

No, I never like to admit it

I want to hide all day,

never to grow older

and never walk away.

Stop, I say, let time freeze.

But I don't because of IT,

that moment when we reveal,

when we truly know,

the cycle must continue.

-Else D.

From My Branches

If I were a willow

of beauty and grace

you would come to me

and share my quiet place.

Presently,

we stand on crowded branches

and when we fall

so will all

the harmony forgotten.

So stand tall

and make your tree

and shelter the unready

I am not enough

for everyone to grow

from thy branches.

-Else D.

Unexpected

Through shadow and shine

of all once mine

there comes an unexpected.

Unique, but unperfected

she listens and she learns

never questions, never second guesses.

Until one day,

she speaks one word.

The weight is lifted.

she disappears into the night,

never known again.

we never listen or learn,

never unique always a follower.

She looks upon

a big disaster

she shakes her head of disappointment

we never pay attention

to the unexpected.

For every soul secretly

carries the silent word-

only spoken once,

"Enough".

-Else D.