My very own...

I have a gem amongst my friends,
by all means the rarest boon.
I am so lucky to be blessed
with my very own Helium Balloon!
He buoys me up no matter what
he's got his own quirky style
An ever present cheer in every move,
he always brings a smile!
I thank him for the part he plays,
he's better than any cartoon!
With smile, charm and abandon
my very own Helium Balloon!

I have a gem amongst my friends
Soothing like the morning breeze.
The calm to my angry storms
My very own Angel of Peace.
When fury conquers in my heart
and mind by anger clouded
She only has to say a word or two
and I am by serenity surrounded.
It is impossible for me to remain
agitated in the least.
How can I possibly be irate around
my very own Angel of Peace?!

I have a gem amongst my friends
with a quality to be adored.
A listener he is beyond compare
my very own Sounding Board!
Whatever nonsense I may spout
he never turns away.
Interested or not, it doesn't matter,
he could listen on all day.
I turn to him in sure faith that
I will never feel ignored.
He is always there, ears wide open
my very own Sounding Board!

I have a gem amongst my friends
A wonder who always talks!
A constant source of entertainment
my very own Chatterbox!
She's more important than you'd think,
she's always animated.
The conversation just keeps flowing
a lull never created!
Its wonderful to have someone
who never fails to talk
when I just want to quietly listen.
My very own Chatterbox!

I have a gem amongst my friends
who's always here to care.
To cuddle and soothe with word and deed
my very own Teddy Bear!
He's there whenever I need him
to say that it's all right
To say that I can turn to him
for troubles,however slight.
If ever I call or search in need
I know he will be there.
To make me feel safe and warm
my very own Teddy Bear!

I have a gem amongst my friends
He isn't around all the time.
But if I ask, I'll get an answer..
He's my very own Helpline!
Anything and everything, all doubt,
I can refer to him.
Of answers, thought, philosophy
he's full up to the brim.
Sometimes, he doesn't even need to say
just give me a little sign.
I always find the right answer
from my very own Helpline!

I have gems amongst my friends
and I cherish them all.
My life it is a happier place,
thanks to one and all!

Feels like Alone

You must know what you are to me
I never kept it hidden.
I never made you guess, and it
wasn't something sudden.
We became friends, just like
most people do.
We talked, and as these things go,
our friendship grew.
Friends in this world are many,
the real ones are few.
Time passed and I realised that
one of mine is you.
Thats how it stood, not so long ago,
I hoped it was to last.
It did seem that way then, but now,
all that seems to be past.
It took so little for us to converge,
even less to drift apart.
Tangents in the arc of time, just a
passing touch to the heart.
That friendship so rare, and yet
so soon lost to me.
Was there time then to feel with
this vivid intensity?
So why, now when you have gone your way
with not a backward glance,
do I feel so faraway, so abandoned
so bereft of chance?
I miss you, there's not a doubt about it.
I am afraid to find
I know that I no longer merit even the
slightest place in your mind.
No, I cannot, WILL not risk my doubt
by asking you now.
To live in uncertainty as long as needed,
that, I can allow.
Friend, you are not here, and though
I need you not
When I do I will still hope that
I am not forgot.
I spare myself the time to see how
the distance has grown,
And for the first time, since I met you,
it feels like Alone.

I glint my Glint

Everytime i meet someone new
there's one thing i never fail to do.
It may not be the first
but it's done, no matter who.
You see, I think of it like this,
friendship is not about hit and miss.
And so its important really,
to ensure the continuance of bliss,
to carefully look them up and down.
In fact, I look them all around.
I try to find the good things,
and they're not too often found.
Some people call it stupid to
judge by just a 'View Halloo!'
Who cares says me,
as long it turns out to be true?
So watch me when u see me meet
a new person, its pretty neat.
to watch the master
at work at this so-wondrous feat!
The thing to watch is in the eyes
First, curiosity well in disguise.
Then slowly the answer
therein begins to arise.
It is a light of characteristic tint,
though I call it quite simply a 'Glint'.
It means that I'm done,
the Glint gives you a hint!
Of whether the answer is pleasing,
and to my likings appeasing
or ugly and unsightly
or funny or strange or teasing.
There are times when I am wrong.
At least, at first but not for long!
the Glint revises, the Glint
reappears in the way that it belongs!
Oh yes, all this is tried and true.
Really ,would I lie to you?!
After all, as you can see,
right now i'm Glinting at you too!

Fury

First, the warning is
swirling tentacles
of mist and vapour,
creeping 'cross the azure bliss.
Innocent they appear
wanderers in the sky
desiring nothing.
Inching, wisping, crawling near.
Gathering together
into a rolling mass
their approach belied..
as sentinels of the nether.
Growling, they rumble on,
cast a darkling shroud
upon the earth below
until all luminance is gone.
Then, from stillness true,
the first bolt strikes,
an unbidden revelation
rending the world apart in two.
Follows soon, inspiring awe
a deafening, crackling
resounding peal
from the roiling monster's maw.
The war of the ancients
begins with these cannons
The ultimate savage fury,
the clash of the elements.
Chilling sweeps of rain
curtain the violence..
whipping, ripping
with a rhythm profoundly arcane.
Endlessly they drone
these furies primeval
with Titan strength
to sever limb and shatter bone.
Seeming though endless,
the pace slows down
the forces wearing out
and now appear suppressed.
No victory, nor defeat
yet, the violence wanes.
The expanse lightens
as the mighty warriors retreat.
A shy ray of light
delicately tiptoes
in, caressing.
Then more and more wash into sight.
The heavens above clear
as the darkness
rolls silently away,
still broodingly austere.
Leaving a vista bleak,
a world changed,
yet rejuvenated.
Bearing memories of the havoc that be wreaked.

Roots

I have been gone a long long time
from this land, this air, this life.
Gone from these meadows,
forgotten by the shadows,
hollow heart resounding with strife.

I had all but forgotten this,
this which once I called my own.
Since I did depart
misled by my heart
to wander in yon world alone.

Memories did haunt me yet,
never quite letting me free.
The music of boughs,
a hint would arouse
a strange longing in me.

A whiff of wooded, earthy scent
carried on the mocking breeze,
my blood it burned
my whole being yearned
to return to the comfort of the trees.

So here I am now, returned
from the aimless paths i did roam.
Returned to the meadows
to lurking forest shadows,
where each leaf whispers "home."

Rainbows and Reason

There is a world seldom seen,
veiled by the everyday.
A sudden glimpse of iridescence
in the humdrum shades of grey.

It is a world of airy castles,
of shimmer, and of light.
The Kingdom of Dreams and Shadows,
ever elusive to sight.

I can't see, nor touch it,
and yet it's always there,
on the fringes of reality,
blending in somewhere...

Shadows, and yet a hundredfold
the strength of reason stern.
When the real crumbles underfoot,
where else do I turn?

It is my world of comfort.
A truth, when all else fails.
And yet, it only finds place
when harsh veracity pales.

So I ask myself now,
as the pursuit of reality is run,
need my rainbows so often be
shadowed by my reason?