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Kay Rice

I can no longer hold back the feeling, why try,
It’s time to fight, time to crow and time to fly.
I know it is time to release the rage,
I can feel the walls closing in on my cage.

The sky calls to me to come and to play,
‘Second start to the right’, it’s not far away.
I can hear the mermaids solemnly sing,
I can hear the pirate ships as their bells ring.

Breath deep, the smell of the forest floor,
My body is aching, I need to take flight, to soar.
I believe, I believe in the precious fairy folk,
Look! Can you see the campfire smoke?

Take me away from being old and gray,
I need to go home, I need to fly away.
Do you remember when a thimble was a kiss?
I miss those days of my innocent bliss.

Don’t wait up for me on this spring night,
I’ll be too busy with pirates, in a sword fight.
Don’t bother turning on the light on my nightstand,
I’ll be back where I came from, back in Neverland.




I have always said that my poetry and short stories write themselves, I'm just the hand that holds the pen. Several of my poems have been published in local publications and in the 2011 World Poetry Movement book 'Stars in our Hearts'. Please enjoy the words, but do not steal them. I enjoy living and what life brings my way. My day job, I'm a geekgirl, a programmer. Coding is like using clues to solve a mystery to me. But, my happiness outside of the day job involves, cooking, baking, knitting, crocheting, writing, hiking, primitive skills. Yup, I come home and unplug. So there are many sides of me here. Enjoy.

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