In The Dark

If I had my own light...
Who knows how far I could see,
With my path completely illuminated
I might see beyond... me...

If I had my own light...
Would I be able to find the spark
Leading me out of this mental maze;
Guiding me through the dark.

If I had my own light...
In control of my own design;
Inner darkness could never bring me down,
Allowing me to shine.

If I had my own light...
But, I don’t have my own light,
Only the reflection from those around me
Blinding me from my own insight.

Lora Frikken - 4-17-19

Distracted Rhyming

Embark on an idea,
Set sail for a destination;
Nothing can stop the voyage
Of my imagination.

Look! What do I see?
Something in the distance,
Something on the horizon,
A diversion to my very existence!

Drive on with a thought,
Speed up or slow down;
Heading to the finish line,
Yearning for renown.

Now what can it be
That is distracting me...
A word, a thought, a voice,
A long-forgotten memory?

Write on until the very end,
Let nothing interrupt the flow;
Bring this rhyme to its conclusion
So I can add it to my portfolio.

Lora Frikken ~ 4-28-17

Fantasies

As a child
I mixed my fantasies
with the truths that I was taught

As an adult
I mix my truths
with fantasies nearly long forgot

As a child
I lived for the moment
to play, to feel, to go on forever

As an adult
I live in fear
afraid of change, of people, of never

As a child
something changed me
a truth that ended fantasies

As an adult
my choices harm me
reaping lifelong consequences

As a child
no one wanted to know
why I was losing control

As an adult
no one will ever know
why I can never be whole

Lora Frikken ~ 4-1-17

I Dreamed

I dreamed that I would hurt you,
Though I never dreamed I would;
For I was never wise enough,
Or I might have understood,
That there could be no future
Where indiscretions dwell.

I dreamed you no longer cared,
Though I never dreamed I might;
For lies had ripped our world apart
And time did not teach me what was right;
Within my vision of a perfect life
No truth taught me all would be well.

I dreamed no lesson was learned,
For I dreamed I would hurt you again;
Through unending days and nights,
Around and around, wondering when
This unearthly spiral might ever end,
Dreaming forever in my personal hell.

Lora Frikken ~ 2-27-17

When I Die

When I die
I'm not going to tell anyone,
because I know the telling
will already have begun.

For it never fails, it seems,
when I'm ready to announce the news
of some great event in my life,
everyone says... they already knew!

So don't look for confirmation
from my dying lips to your ears;
just remember the melancholy details
will be floating about in the atmosphere!

Lora Frikken ~ 5-11-15

Journey To Immortality

So, you try to make something of yourself
on your journey through life. You win a little,
you lose a little. When does it begin to dawn on you
that you are stuck in a rut... going nowhere... learning nada?
When do you realize you have no answers for why you are still here?

Probably when you find that you have left
way too much of yourself with other people,
in other places. Forgotten places, forgotten people.
When you offer yourself up to that altar of immorality,
for the sake of immortality... to become something you are not!

Start over! Okay? It's just too late
to start over when you find you have lost
so much of who you were, lost the dream of who
and what you wanted to be, lost yourself in a maze
of dreams that never quite come true... that never quite end!

Yet, here you sit, trying to be as positive
as the most positive, happy person you can think of!
You sit. And sit. And sit. And try not to think about
the awful things you have done in your life: Don't go there!
Immorality wins out when you think about the past... Don't think!

Are you still here? Still sitting, not thinking:
at least not thinking about the past... or the present.
Where do you go from here? It's true you can never go home!
You could try to be something you are not, reinvent yourself...
Go live a lie, ride off into the sunset, Journey into the Maze of Immortality...

Lora Frikken ~ 2-14-13

The Summons

Follow no current
Trust no mortal
The tides have turned
We must find the portal

Other worlds beckon
More safe and sane
This world is dying
We will begin again

Summon your families
Gather them all
Leave no traces behind
They must heed your call

Mankind has forgotten
A promise was their token
Their penalty is death
A trust has been broken

Lora Frikken ~ 8-1-12

(Metamorphosis by Sheila Wolk)