"Thrice the Dice"

 Walking, heading one way and feeling it,

only to get turned around blindfolded and lose myself.

Haste made waste, not just on a paper trail I had begun.

But to my court who listened and gave thoughts, I reaped.

Oh, what have I done? Let myself get creamed in the game in my mind,

doing little, but invigorated, and that is the trigger.

Merlin casts a spell, and I'm fresh from the river.

Still the river was, before currents formed,

carrying me away to serenity ablaze.

The fish nip, yet I float on my back to gaze at the sky,

decided to come in from the shallow depths,

and here I return to swim out deeper.

Deep is the color of blonde yellow when the two met,

her blue skin held no regrets.

Named upon death, with a story that came to be,

from paths in which spheres knock down menacing tyrants.

A friend let us journey smoother, yet not much gain.

So she shall lie in rest, after nine months of friendship,

now rest shies away as a war ensues for claim of territory!

 

"Serenity"

Steps taken forward, sleepwalking back again.

Wondering how I am afloat, I close my eyes and bow.

In my closet, meditation and prayer tips the magician's hat.

No rabbit or bird, but a void, constrained by power and majesty.

Draining out in a haze, oozing colors embrace my eyes...

Once hearing serenity is far away, my candles both extinguish.

Gray cloud heads my way, and the fog sets in, a camouflage.

Fine mist settled, bearing a dangerous substance.

Everything the dream brings is green, yet I awaken in cold sweat.

Burned brown, then black, green, and blue, an order of serenity...

Unfolded surprises within a days' time and promise made.

Another journey unfolds, slow, anchored good and bad, no matter.

Still sifting through ashes of a burned bucket of memories.

Never going away, engraved inside, for progression's control.

Walking in my forest, I allow my eyes to gaze around.

Faeries tend to the stream of my mind, lit trees as sun sets... serenity.