Dreamer (A Poem By Lady Elisabeth)

You nervously touch one high-heeled toe to the pavement

Your family waved at you as you stepped in the taxi

Taking you away to the big city

You're on your own now

You step from the cab

Pull your trenchcoat tighter

To lock out the cold

Its unnecessary

Your excitement is keeping you plenty warm

Even through the New York winter

You traipse through the streets

Wandering

Wondering

Waiting

You think of a song

If you can make it here...

But that's all you can remember

You keep walking

It looks aimless

But

You know where you're going

Even if you don't know the way

The sun is setting

You run

Finally

You could see it glowing in your mind's eye

Times Square

Sparkling lights every inch as glorious as you imagined

You stand in the middle of the street

Cars honk at you

Wondering who you are

You twirl

Your vintage lace skirt flares out

You are an angel

You'll be a star

wanderlust - by jocee

flowing, whispering, haunting, growing

waiting, belittling, wanting, knowing 

secrets that are held beneath the clouds

oh how i want to find them now. 

sitting, thinking, fiddling, singing

looking, feeling, standing, ringing

the sounds that i hear and the sights that i see

could one of them be only for me?

in this small town with my old carpet bag

and my blue good dress and my brown straw hat

waiting for a train to take me away

anywhere, anyone, to let the time fade away

rustling, chatting, clinking, fearing

bumping, skimming, milling, nearing

imagining on a boat that takes me far into the sea

with no one else, just i, myself and me

eating, drinking, dancing, sleeping

laughing, acting, sighing, weeping 

imagining my life if i wasn't here

maybe on the streets of paris

london, athens, montreal, tokyo

new york, beijing, rio, moscow

traveling the world, along the seven seas

being who i was intended to be

a traveler, a sightseer, a dancer, an artist

with my incurable case of wanderlust 

anything but this small town that i'm in

and by golly i won't know where to begin

just hop on a train that'll take me away

where i'll forget the time of the day

i'll venture and roam around the world

with my incurable case of wanderlust. 

-jocee <3

Supernova Part Two: The Sorrows of a Young Lady Named Sophie Grace as She Boards an Aeroplane (A Poem in Two parts By Lady Elisabeth

Oh my love
Can I truly bear this?
To be so far away?
They say London is vast and exciting
Some say its beautiful
But I don't care a whit for cities

Isaac my love
If I close my eyes
I can see your sparkling blue ones
I can almost hear your last words to me
Don't go
I need you Sophie Grace


No! I cry out
The wheels start turning
The frame of this metal bird lifts off
Any other day, I would stare out the window
Laughing at the world

But today, my Love?
I look out the window
Tears in my eyes
Longing to be again
On the ground

I think I can almost see you Isaac
Down in Mr. Hiller's cornfield
Staring back up at me
Are you crying for me as well?
But that's just a fantasy I suppose
But I'll whisper your name once more
I'll let the angels bring my words down to you
Are you there Isaac?
Are you there?

Supernova Part One: The Wish of a Boy Named Isaac Upon a Single Star ( A Poem in two parts byLady Elisabeth)

I made a wish

on a star

For you to be mine forever 

I wished for us

to be happy 

Together

In fields of dragonflies

and magic

Time would stand still            

The world would be ours

When we kissed

We would be one

And the world would dissolve

Into oblivion

But it wouldn't matter

It would be our supernova

Chaos in its purest form

Love deep and guttural

Perfection in a single embrace

We were naught but consciousness

Drifting together through the cosmos

Not caring about the consequences 

The only sounds we would know

Are the echos of the Universe

And the whisper call of your name

Throughout the galaxies

Sophie Grace

Sophie Grace

Sophie Grace

As our falling star traced its way

Past the bright full moon

I saw that it was not a star

But an aeroplane

Carrying you far away from me

But still I cry out

Sophie Grace!

Sophie Grace!

once upon a time - by jocee

there was a boy

who lived in a village

and his only friend was his fishing pole 

he'd go down by the pond

and sit the sun

and tell the pole all his troubles

there was a girl

who lived in big house

and her only friend was the girl in her mirror

she'd sit in her room

and brush her hair

and tell the girl in the mirror all her troubles

the boy grew up and his hair turned gray

his fishing pole is gone, his only friend

but he doesn't mind, because he has another pole

and lots of other friends 

the girl grew up and her hair turned gray

her mirror is broken, her only friend

but she doesn't mind, because she has another mirror

and lots of other friends

the boy had married and had children

and built a house by the pond

and his children had children

of whom he's more than fond

the girl had married and had children

and moved into a house by the pond

and her children had children

of whom she's more than fond

and every night his grandchildren come to the house

and sit excitedly in a circle

and they beg to hear the story

that he's already told them so many times

about how he met a girl whose only friend was the girl she saw in the mirror

and every night her grandchildren come to the house

and sit excitedly in a circle

and they bed to hear the story

that she's already told them so many times

about how she met a boy whose only friend was his fishing pole

how they laughed and cried and hugged and fought

how hey skipped and ran and cantered and trotted

and their mirror and fishing pole was long since forgotten

and so they tell their story night after night

and each begin their tale with "once upon a time" 

they smile at their grandchildren's faces

and continue after those four simple words

and dear reader, as you read this poem

i am sure that you can guess

that like the pairing of love and lace

the rest of the story fell right into place

~grab your pen and scribble down some words. you never know what might happen.~

Jocee <3

A Boy and A Girl (A poem by Lady Elisabeth)

I knew a girl

With dark diamond eyes

And a smile

As sweet as the rain

She knew a boy

With clouds in his past

And his eyes

Were full of such pain

She took his hand

And taught him of love

But his gaze

Was still ever so sad

So she held him tight

And whisked him away

To places

So perfect and grand

He loved her so true

But it never could be

Whispered

Voices inside of his ears

He'd rather be dead

Than be without her

But he left

Taking only his fears

If you see a man

With nothing to lose

And eyes

That are full of regret

He can't find a woman

With dark diamond eyes

Her heart torn

By invisible threats

YAY!!

I am so super excited, because we have another author besides myself, and she is none other than Jocee of the Cupcake Dictionary!!!!!!!!

Seriously, go check out her blog, because it's pure awesome on a candy colored webpage.

Lady Elisabeth