Whitney

Within fantasy,
anything is possible,
Prince Charming awaits. 

Inside, there will always be a war raging.
Optismistic and pesimistic thoughts seldom comprimise.
It is in the moments of uncertainty that you swing the balence.

Cinderella showed up during dusks final fanfare,
Her elegance, blinding,
pure white diamonds drench her figure
glistening in radiant light.
Her unexpected arrival and undeniable flawless beauty is cause for stares,

Dear Fellow Vermonters,

Each raindrop,
is tinted with negative emotion,
that drowns us in gloom and doom,
or so many might say. 

These negativity bombs are the tears of clouds,
judged, ridiculed, and disliked.

The pain of the past,
firmly exists in my heart.
Change I can make not,
for these events happened decades before my birth.
Yet sorrow strangles me with a heavily weighted sack
that blinds my eyes of the present.