| "My Lady Night" Author: Kelly (ms.haven) Category: A poem--trying my hand at something different. Archival: Ask Kelly. Feedback: Would be greatly appreciated! =) Summary or whatnot: Open to interpretations! Author's Notes: Submission to The H.A.A. Society's Poetry Contest. And now, on with the show. . . . ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸, ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸, My Lady Night Flower, colored bright, I am strong, I can fight, tell me it will never fade, and I'll go forth unafraid, from my favorite spot on rusting fire escape. Wildflower growing in all the wrong places. My growing pains have many rooms. I walk through the woods and holler the song birds laugh and play the rivers drunk with mirth. If I were a desert flower, all winter long I would pain and cower. In the spring I would blossom and remember a song so beautiful and pure. I seek beyond these walls, it's the sunlight in the skies with the breaking of dawn there's an endless stretch of blue reaching out turning into a vision of the future, strong and proud. My lady night, my mind is clear. I've paid my share of blackness, If I were a joyful songbird all winter long so cold and somber, Spring would make me sing. Unbeknownst something is pulling at my head, pulling at my heart, If I could fly would I fly now? Are my wings strong enough to bear the winds out there? Tower, brick and stone, make my way on my own. My lady night calls, but I am heading for the dawn, and she can no longer keep me here. Kelly (ms.haven) Copyright ©2001 Kelly (ms.haven) |