~My Childhood Mind~

~My Childhood Mind~ w:12-16-10
By:Kimberleigh Powers {a.k.a.}
Skyler Wilde



You take a peak inside,
a far corner in my mind.
To find, a little pink an purple door,
the little piece of childhood I left behind.
But in my adult form I am not blind,
to the world's design,
a place where we grow up,
putting away childlike things.
Though to do so I have seen,
children raised in poverty.
It's our responsibility,
to keep in touch with our humanity,
humility, sensitivity, listen to me.
To these words, to these cries.
As the child inside you dies,
when you hide in lies.
That you promised to never let go,
but from hear out you should know.
It will never do, I won't be like you.
I won't throw it all away,
because I might need it some day,
when I play.
With a child that has been born,
I have sworn.
I'll never be blind,
to "My Childhood Mind."

~Little Baby Boy Blue~

~Little Baby Boy Blue~
w.6-7-08

By:Kimberleigh Powers
{a.k.a.}
Skyler Wilde

Little Baby Boy Blue.
A gift I've given to you.
The breath you breath.
The soul you hold.
Your tiny presence is so bold.
And will be till you get old.
Running and laughing with mommy behind you.
I used to play this little game to.
Try to catch me mommy you will soon say.
And I dread but hope for that day.
The words I love you pass your precious lips.
Tears will swell my eyes as I come to grips.
That you came from me.
I gave grampie his silver doller blue eyed baby.
I wish your father could see the joy you bring.
That his "little baby boy blue" makes my heart sing.

~Blue Hues~

~Blues Hues~
w.3-24-07

By:Kimberleigh Powers
{a.k.a.}
Skyler Wilde

Blend with the clouds of the sky.
As the clouds reflect in your tiny blue eyes.
Your eyes that gaze up at the vast blue.
Then turn their curios stare to the flyaways in my hair.
As I dress you in your little blue onesie an matching top & pants.
When a smile spreads over that precious face.
Which makes my heart trumpet proudly in its place.
The angelic song my soul sings.
Announces the joy my bundle of blue brings.
Soon the present will turn into the future.
And as it does it will continue to spread the news.
That my life is now a beautiful blend of little"blues hues."

~Betty Boop~

~BETTY BOOP~

~Orchard~

~Orchard~
w.9-2-05

By:Kimberleigh Powers
{a.k.a.}
Skyler Wilde

Dusty bottom isle.
Bushy armed tall fellows.
Arms stretched out.
To the heavens baring his forbidden fruit.
Delicious tasting red glass.
Temptingly sweet in my eyes.
My tongue slips from my mouth and over my lips.
Wanting to taste the simple sweet.
Sinful juices run down my chin.
An within my soul I feel the devil take hold.
I realize the toll has been paid.
I am now his maid as I am laid.
Upon the stone bed that presents the dead.
As it has been read over the years.
To the little ears of my youth.
Offering up the proof of how beautiful.
The sky above the isle of trees.
Truly can be as it shines down on me.
The sun's beams stretch over my skin.
As I lay on the "orchard" bottom below.

~Filled with Lies~

~Filled with Lies~
w.3-8-02

By:Kimberleigh Powers
{a.k.a}
Skyler Wilde

Lies, lies, lies where do they end.
My friends and family members.
All a lie from the beginning.
At first it was a fib but now.
It's bigger lie after lie of my life.
Line after line of riddles and secrets.
Biting, eating, tearing at my soul.
But before you know my friends will discover.
My real life is undercover of lies.
Lies out my mouth fill my room.
From floor to ceiling cracks the roof.
Of my conscious, my dreams are filled.
With those lies they talk or should I say.
I talk to my best friend.
She'd never know I hope she won't.
Find out the lies filling my mouth.

~Butterfly~

~Butterfly~
w. 4-16-02

By: Kimberleigh Powers
{a.k.a.}
Skyler Wilde

So light weight and care free.
Fluttering through the trees.
Caressing silky flower petals.
Landing in the pollen filled middles.
To drink the sweet nectar.
Floating along instead of buzzing like a bee, or humming like a humming bird.
You have a song of your own.
Sweet melody so silent.
But so loud and grand.
With a twinkle of your wings.
And a flicker of your wings.
You flit away into a world of colors.
Where you know nothing of the evil human world around you.
Not worrying about if your hair is messed up or if you have a pimple or bad breath.
You don't wonder about your future.
Or whether your next pay check will get you through the week.
You just fly from flower to flower, lazing around all day, sleeping all night.
With your beautiful wing span.
Your just a little "Butterfly."
In comprehensive to the war raging planet you explore.
And without a mind to be corrupted by the medially influenced society.
Nope your just a tiny beautiful "Butterfly."
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