Showing posts with label seattle poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label seattle poetry. Show all posts

Saturday, October 27, 2018

"Falling Leaves of Wisdom" By Elexer Lyra



Falling Leaves of Wisdom
By Elexer Lyra


Leaves shine my soul
into a spotlight of wanderlust.
Their warmth contrasts the
wind giving them their voices-
full of crackling.
Invisible eyes have seen the
best and worst of this world.
As they fall they bring their wisdom
to us that everything ends
and everything returns to the Earth.
The body will one day sprout flowers.

Saturday, October 20, 2018

"Remembrance and Humor" by Elexer Lyra


Remembrance and Humor

By Elexer Lyra




Will the witty wasp
sting me today with my
attempts at humor?
To try to make others laugh
in replacement for one's own
is a noble gift
in this month of reflection.
I see my own mortality
in the faces of those
now buried
or burned.
Mind in cycles of denial
and remembrance.
A break is needed
so let laughs
pull
at my cheeks.

Saturday, October 13, 2018

"Adorable Strength" By Elexer Lyra

Adorable Strength

By Elexer Lyra



The light-hearted fever
of creating
adorable creatures of happiness
keeps the tealights
within my mind lit,   
to heat up my steam engine
Core.

“Keep moving forward”,
the pen speaks in
defiance as I hesitate
to change my approach.

Adorable does not
cheat the soul,
but builds it
as the chest expands
and heart conquers.

It is like the mistakes made
and learned from.
They pull me forward
with, hopefully, a cane
and not rope,
to bring me back to
my internal chalkboard.

Coloring my utensils pink
and lavender
I see new shapes
of futures not yet tested
under fear- which must be
overtaken.

Saturday, August 25, 2018

"Mother Luna" By Elexer Lyra


Mother Luna

By Elexer Lyra




Mother Luna,
love and light,
create the sky 
I see tonight.
Guide me through
my painful nights,
in hope that I will
be alright
in the end.
You are my forever 
friend 
of reflecting day.
Glistening the sorrows 
and mind trips away,
you listen 
to the inner creases 
of my mind.
Reminding me how
you are a kind
pool of whispers,
telling me now
that I am beautiful,
no matter what 
the thoughts
say.