Water Girl

I spend time wading
in hidden waters
I meet my gaze
to the forbidden sun
A lily does brush upon
My long fingers
In this green pond

I Sometimes call
to the Walkers above
to the waking Trees
and the red bird

In hidden waters
where home hides my face
I sometimes want
To be like them
Someday

Rainsom

The rain falls slowly
To reach my feet
Upon the empty soles I feel
All but the concrete

The grey sky glows ahead
To cast the sun rays grey
The sun behind old winter
Falls cold and dead today

I let the Frost do kiss my face
As I Lie in a Wandering State