an anthology of original poetry and stories, by daelynn e.d.h.
when you look around
this labyrinth
do you see the walls
hemming you in
keeping you away
from every dream
that echoes inside you
do you see the leaves
keeping you away from
all your hopes and loves
or
do you see the high high walls
like an ancient bodyguard
keeping all the good inside
and all the bad things out
do you see the golden green
that flits into your heart
becoming itself
new dreams
new life
in the labyrinth?
One day things will change.
One day you’ll realize
that things aren’t the way they seem.
One day you’ll discover
that life is more than breathing
more then hearts beating
more than hands reaching.
Life is so much more and
so much less than what it looks like.
It isn’t simple, isn’t straight forward,
isn’t normal.
Life, more than a breathing mentality focused on human greed,
is about love.
Love, the basic hope of human life, and yet
the one thing we struggle to find,
to know,
&
to believe.
I wish people could look past the outside and see people as they really are.
I wish there was a way to telepathically join minds so I wouldn’t have to talk.
I wish it was an accepted thing that you could tell people you love them without any fear of repercussions.
I wish there was device to record your thoughts.
I wish dragons exsisted.
I wish you could choose what your dreams are about.
I wish you didn’t have to grow up to do things.
I wish going on an adventure was easy.
I wish my thoughts weren’t so confusing.
I wish money didn’t matter.
I wish I could drive.
I wish there were woods I could wander around in, pretending to be an adventurer and explorer.
I wish I was better at talking.
Come on, child.
It’s time to pick up your sword
again;
It’s rested far too long.
It’s time to raise your head
again;
life is pressing on.
It’s time to start the fight
again;
Injustice rages, people fall.
Come on now, child;
Conquer your dragons.
Love will cover all.
The sea rages against the land, wreaking havoc on those who live on the coast.
In a tiny town on the edge of the world, about to tip off into the sea, lives begin and end.
A small child gazes out onto the vast plain trembling with waves, and thinks of his father, who left long ago according to the child’s memory.
For his mother, love lasts far longer than the lingering memories of time. She remembers the exact moment her husband sailed away, and counts the hours to his return.
In the fall, a ship sails into the harbor, and that eve many hearts rejoice for the safe return of those they love.
The small boy and his parents stand above the tireless sea, and watch it beat upon the rocks.
By Dilly
Image attributed to Jeremy Cai