Creation of the Earth

I will give you earth,

Wind, clouds and fire.

I will give you green

And all the you desire.

 

Wind will be your music

Be it yours to hire.

Be your dominion above ground open

And underneath to sate your fire.

 

All that walks you will be your plight

But it shall be yours to hire.

Let them upon you have their fight

Only to reclaim them when they expire.

 

But alone you shall be.

Alone amongst your majors and minors,

Spinning around a glowing pyre.

Bridges

I smirk at the sun
She hates me back

I frown at the moon
it will be over soon

I broke my ankle
to be a pirate

I stood
on a wooden foot
and gave my heart
to the sea

The bridges are broken
go under
rise from below

Is it real, the distance between the pit and the peak?
Is it real, the distance between my eye and the moon’s?

I’ll break a bridge or two
to get where I’m going to

I stood on a mountain
and faced mankind

The bridges are broken
go under
rise from below