Poetry by Promiss   He'll have kind eyes Keep Rolling Alone Yes... No... Yes... Perfect Bring on the Rain The Run Memories or Dreams Searching Restrictions The Trail

He'll have kind eyes He'll have a voice soft yet strong a genuine laugh hands rough from work, but with a gentle touch. Kind eyes that sparkle with mischief He'll have experiece over me, and teach me with it things to learn too, with needs i can fulfill great thoughts to share, and a fun way to share them. He'll have a strong belief in things he can't know, an honesty he'll know I'll treasure A love for me I'll feel with everything I am, and what I am will be his. - Promiss -

Keep Rolling It's a rock through a window a flat tire a stubbed toe It's rain for a wedding a cranky child a lost shoe It's when you forget a torn dress a headache It's a broken promise a tardy date a smudged lens It's a lost set of keys a snapped pencil a crooked picture It's overtime at work a blemish a burnt meal It's a glass of spilt milk a fly in the car a blown bulb It's okay just roll your eyes and breathe - Promiss -

Alone Resting quietly on the hill green grass all around birds singing in the trees I am alone, but not lonely Walking slowly through the crowd bright baloons all around children laughing at the clown I am not alone, but lonely Watching a sunset on the pond colors fading all around loons calling their sad goodnight I don't feel alone celebrating a favorite holiday loving family all around festive songs, sung off key Will i ever be alone? Sitting stiffly in his office silver trays and white coats all around his words pounding in my ears From now on, I will be alone - Promiss -

Yes..... No..... Yes..... Go fast ..... Go slow Jump high ..... Duck low Don't yell ..... Say it loud Don't brag ..... Stand proud Doubt yourself ..... Be sure Have fun ..... Act mature Take a guess ..... Don't assume Enjoy the light ..... Respect the gloom Love yourself ..... Share your love One or the other ..... All of the above - Promiss -

Perfect What red patches on your delicate skin? Where are the wrinkles at the end of your chin? I don't see them.... You're perfect! Which little toe is turning out? One leg is shorter? What are they talking about? I don't know.... You're perfect! Who told you your hair is standing on end? So what if that finger is refusing to bend? I don't care! You're perfect. Is that a blister on your tiny thumb? Your ear's slightly folded? Where?  Which one? I couldn't tell you...... You're perfect! Look at the world with those beautiful eyes. One day you'll show them that they're telling lies. After all, You ARE perfect! - Promiss -

Bring on the Rain The reflective drops on a silky rose petal Heavy leaves drooping on an ancient oak tree The puddle bath of a bright red cardinal Thick steam and aroma rising off a hot black road The soothing lullabye on an old tin roof A rainbow Bring on the rain - Promiss -

The Run Ice on the fence post, snow on the ground Summer's an old memory Out in the field the grass long since green Stands your dear friend lazily With head hung low and resting one toe He warms himself up with the sun. You reach for his harness and head out the door Needing that feeling of one. When you go near first one ear then both Stands straight as your actions he eyes Once on his back, with a high tail he flees While running it feels like he flies When the run ends, you should scold your old friend For letting his wild side show through But there was joy in the run, in the warmth of the sun And it was just as much fun for you.  This one was written when I was 14, when this horse was my best, and sometimes only real, friend. - Promiss -

Memories or Dreams See me there at that house on the porch in the swing rocking gently See me there with my family kind father happy mother loving brother See me there in my childhood full of confidence never afraid always safe See me now sadly waking from the dream - Promiss -

Searching If I look to the sky will it catch my eye? If I gaze at the sea will it come to me? Is it in that plant is that where it's at? If I lift up a rock will I be able to stop searching? Is it hidden beyond a hill or a pond? Does it drift on the wind in the laugh of a friend? Is it waiting for me to simply look and see? Or is it just out of reach so I'll forever be searching? - Promiss -

Restrictions Upon this winged horse I sit, afraid and alone. While you are flying high above in the clouds. I try to break free But there are ropes of restrictions binding me to this barren ground. What causes these restrictions? I don't understand Why is it you are able to fly Yet I am stuck here not leaving land? Have I done something to imprison myself that you haven't done, So allowing you to be free? Or would these bindings be broken If I would only begin to follow my dreams? - Promiss -

The Trail a breaking branch, the shift of a leaf are obvious signs if you know what to see I hear the sounds others might miss I count myself lucky, was taught all this Slowly and silently I make my way the sun shining down marks the time of the day I move easily along the uncharted path not sure where I' m going, but know where I'm at each step that I take brings me even closer at last I can see her browsing sweet clover Her head comes up with a twitch of a tail what a vision she is, at the end of the trail - Promiss -