Inner Magic

Magical space
buried deep under layers of
growing up and becoming an adult

Elves and fairies
pixie dust and flying
golden glitter turning shades of blue, purple or green

Land of make believe
land of nod
hidden but not gone

Imaginary friends
placed on a shelf
wrapped in memories
set aside
not cast away

Dragons and unicorns
precious moments
bound by social rules
had to be tucked away

Bizarre, peculiar, outlandish, outré
buried
to make room for reality

But magic seeps up
in unusual ways
beautiful melodies
twinkle of an eye
curious observations
outrageous hair

Weird, zany, unconventional, strange
magic may be buried
but it is still there

Raindrops

raindrops

Raindrops fall gently
nourishing thirsty earth
life giving water

Swollen rivers flow
swiftly through the neighborhood
alarming the people

This precious liquid,
necessary renewal,
no longer admired

Destruction disguised
a benign interloper
warily watched

Nature’s fury shows
humans cannot outwit drops
steadily falling

Life giving water
becomes the reapers hand
exacting its due

Circle of life come
full as we watch lustrous pearls
of rain gently fall