pacing, waiting
sleeping, changing,
Alarm set for tomorrow's morn.
5AM waking up, up to the
sound of BEEP BEEP BEEP
blaring like a fog horn set
on max blast.
Today, oh today
from civilization's modern
wonders I shall part,
I am going on a journey of wonders
no regrets, no expectations
only the insatiable sensation
of seeing new faces, no more
repetitive daily grind for a while
I don't say any goodbyes just
good see you on the morrows
as I walk I leave a letter
that was more of a thought that
had dropped from the orchard in
my mind
it read: dear first love
you'll be missing me soon
you wont see me for 3 days
and 2 hours after noon,
don't be gloomy, you
know me.
In the car with
familiar faces
I catch their eye
with my magical
ocarina and gleaming
hands, showing, adorned
upon their wrists shining are my wonderful
bracelets.
At church
sitting, waiting,
quietly.
4 people on either side
no exchange of words.
Everyone I know,
because they seem familiar.
Put into a "family" of 9.
Introducing myself while thinking
heavy thoughts in my mind.
In a car again, 5 members of my
family are in the van.
It's quiet
because we don't know
each other yet.
After we talk we soon fall asleep.
we arrive
and it's as if I stowed
away with the Doctor in the TARDIS
to somewhere before modern technology
filled with pastures of horses, cows, and
sheep.
Chatting, we know each other a little
now.
loading up, "now departing Dark Blue"
rang in the back of my mind.
Hand carts rolling, people are talking as they
are strolling
along
down bumpy hills.
We rest in the fields
and I talk to 2 girls in my
"family" Cicilia and Lucy
and some of the guys too,
so I guess I made some friends.
Helpful, yes that's me
even when the heat exclaims
"I shall beat thee!!!"
my motive? days before I told
a friend I'll out gentleman you
wait and see,
so be it I was kind, the real me,
the person I'd love to get back to being,
seeing people the way I want to see me.
Tired, so I'd switch out to the back
and relax, have a short chat with me "family's"
"brothers" and "sisters" and take their
loads off when they seemed tired
and dim.
SHADE!!! already feels like it's been
days.
Everyone sits and waits as a water
truck brings sweet crisp water to
ease our pains.
She, cicilia, looked tired, so I offered
I filled hers and mine
because I know me, I don't pass others
unable by,
this is how to achieve world peace: Be kind.
Through shaded woods we arrive
at camp.
Many of us saying "finally".
we eat, we talk, we play, we rest.
Tomorrow's events won't be the hardest,
that is gone and past.
I have friends in everyone in
this "family" of mine,
we work hard cause we're now
such a good team of friends.
We talk a lot with each other
as we pull our cart along,
and in my mind I hear
"come all ye, with hand carts
toil of work you sew, thy journey's
end soon shall be met by the twilight's
sky now gleaming."
Next camp, more posh camp,
"western town" fashioned with saloon
and various parlors.
We set up again
and then go see friends
from other "families".
I help out a lot, I'm Mr.Helpful, Mr.mother
father gentleman as a song I heard puts it.
Relaxing down by a stream
that everyone is going to.
Foot still hurts from a little
accident crossing a different stream.
It's after lunch and dinner.
There are activities:
Archery, Blacksmithing demo, Crafts,
Dance class.
They were fun!
I made taffy
and a candle that I hope
one day will shine bright
if I am ever to forget.
Day 2's night,
it rained a little, off and on.
I had some more friends
by then.
Convincing myself to dance.
So I did, twice,
and might I say it was nice
dancing the polka and slow dancing
with Lucy,
So I danced and became the person
I wanted to be, Confident.
I will never forget that moment.
Sun's up, my hear aching
filled with sorrow and regret.
We have lunch and head
out.
I talk to Lucy along the way.
We arrive at the cars.
i get an invitation for an
upcoming dance and I think
"round two possibly, maybe a second chance."
I give a thanks, the only thanks from
the bottom of my heart, a hug from me to Lucy,
and fear this could be it,
but gladly I would do this again
if it meant I could see a friend again,
and so it was.
As we parted and drove
off, that, I realized something,
something I will never regret,
something i will never speak aloud,
something to hold dear in my heart,
the memory of these 3 days.
And that was my wondrous journey
that made me into the person as I
write this now, but as I know this,
I realize I miss people that I will soon
see again!
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1. Memories, For, When I Am. (Being edited 2024)
PoetryHi we're the Valkyrie System. These are a compilation of events, thoughts, thank yous, and emotions from early life and high school career. Everything is told through poems, unless its letters to someone I used to love. You can believe me, stand wit...
