The Battle Won

I heard it in the distance
One clear and starry eve
Wondered what it was
That was hissing and screeching, carried on the breeze

I felt an icy chill
Come over me, that's when
I begged for some sort of magic
To take it away I thought, this awful howling wind

Then I saw it happening
Before my very eyes
A Wizard and A Dragon
Locked in battle, one would meet demise

The Dragon had tried his patience again
The Wizard would have no more
The old Wizard still did not know
What the Dragon hated him for

You see this was not the first time
These two warriors had met
Many years had seen them battle
Neither winning this war yet

But this night would be different
I could tell from my hiding place
That the old Wizard was determined to win tonight
I saw it on his face

He gathered all his magic this time
He would defeat the Dragon this night
The old Wizard was tired of wondering
Why for years this fight

The Dragon always came
When the old man was feeling so low
He wondered why that always was
Did the Dragon think he would then deal his final blow

He was weary of this battle of years
Something else was on his mind
Thoughts of one he had lost, many years before
His fault he thought, because he was one of his own kind

Then he heard the Dragon's roar again
Almost sorrowful he had thought
Again he thought of the one he lost
Whose life he could not save, that fateful night he fought

But enough of this, he was so tired
Tonight his best magic he would use
He went and met the Dragon again
Tonight he would not lose

Then tears welled in his eyes, thinking "tonight it is done"
The Dragon stopped hissing, and began also to cry
In that moment they both realized, he was the one years ago lost
Not dead but a Dragon, a spell put upon
He was the old Wizard's son....

©Dana Price

I've been told I was no burden
I wanted it to be true
But many times now in my life
A burden I've been even to me too

Circumstances

They mean well I think when they say
You are not bothering me at all
Then their actions scream louder
You just have to take care of it all

Lonely

Sometimes I get so tired
Of taking care of things alone
I want to stop, just give up
Just rest until it's all gone

Pain

Then I see once more I have to be
That damn adult I've been since age four
It gets so tiring for me
But I have to go on again, once more

Anger

So here I go one more time again
Having to be the grown up I hate so much
Oh to be a child, just once in my life
Just to feel a loving touch....

Need

©Dana Price

December

2013

Tangled ( For Meredith, Shirley, Margo and all who feel this so acutely )

Middle of day, middle of night Darkness set hours ago The gray matter within the head It will not slow

On and on thoughts wind around Like a web so dense Attaching itself firmly To the mind's ground

Silently scream, can't anyone hear? The gray matter, it stills not Adheres to the tangled web Anxiety, Fear

Will the mind ever still? Or go on On into darkness Entangled in screams

No one cares to hear From their busy day or slumber Sound, peaceful Dreams Oh What Is That Like?

Tangled gray matter The thoughts adhered firmly there There is not time to rest it Thoughts of this mess Anxiety, Fear

Was days not so long ago All was black and white Now to be turned to thoughts Blood Red In Darkness alone, Twilight

You see I fear not Darkness It I Truly Love Darkness covers my inward screaming In the gray matter, web of trouble, confusion of Life

Has been years now Since quiet overtook Then was simple to glide by A most Tranquil Brook

Years have made a nest Of disturbance in my Soul Weaving round and round Burning like hot, fiery coal

Quiet, be quiet it screams From within No one cares of your tangled gray matter As out of control it spins

Head up, just smile No one will be the wiser

They don’t want to see The tangled mass in your mind Where is compassion, and thoughtful Just a kind word, just a loving hand

Pain in the tangled web of gray matter As real, more real Than the aches, complained about daily

Now I feel my own Compassion, sympathy and more Why shall I bother the gray matter with “it” anymore? I know now, I must take care of my own Leave “it” to endure, alone!

Just that the gray matter, that haunts me,Anxiety, Fear Cannot be seen, so real the Pain No bandage to help, no pill to swallow To get relief, None!

Nothing to see to bandage In the gray matter of tangled mass So must surely be These dark days, Dear God don’t let them last and last

But on and on, it races and hooks To the thorns of the gray matter Please let this pain within the mind stop God Please help me stop the stressful unending chatter

Let the people around me see I can’t take on their problems too I will put on the full armor of God So Lord now, it’s just me and You
If You can hold back an ocean With just one small shore I know you can help me over this mountain Lord And so very much more
So I will do my best To give it all to You I know the gray matter will still feel tangled Until You make things happy again, and oh so peaceful too.

©Dana Price

The Dream, The Dress and The Rainbow Bridge

The Dress would flow around her as
She walked and danced across that bridge
It was just what she wanted, Perfect, in every way
And it was just beyond the ridge

Oh it was so beautiful you see
Her sanctuary she had built, Tranquility
To get to it she would have to cross
That bridge that turned her Dream to Reality

Yes, the dress was flowing all around her as
She embarked on her journey
With every step she knew that soon
It would happen, just as she wanted it to be

She was but a child, the first time she crossed
And saw what happened then
She danced, and twirled, and lightly stepped upon
Her Rainbow Bridge, she had never been

The first step was Vivid Red,
Then next a Brilliant Orange hue
Then came sunny Yellow
Next a soft Sky Blue

Her next step brought healing Green
Then Deep Royal Purple, almost there
As she stepped and twirled, the Dress would change
To each Color she passed through, without a care

Finally it happened, almost missed by her
The last and final color, as she gently stepped
Soft breezes making the dress and her hair blow softly
As into her innermost self she leapt

It was a Royal Violet,
This deepest part of herself
Then she stepped off that Rainbow Bridge
Into this world she had created, her own hurts for to squelch

That Dress blew softly, perfectly
As she sang and danced with glee
Adorned with every color of that Rainbow Bridge
Throughout, just what she wanted you see

Her Sanctuary, she built it well
Escape to it inner little one
Butterflies, Flowers and Waterfall Ponds
It was so perfectly done

Years pass on, I am older now
Never will my Dress, or Rainbow Bridge go unseen
But only by me, no other will see
That Dress, the Rainbow Bridge
And the Magic of
The Dream...........

©Dana Price

Hand Me Downs

I look around, what do I see
A glorious change all around me
Among the chaos of everyday life
Something is happening with no effort or strife

Summer's green, she is giving away
Autumn comes in, she is starting today
She takes the hand me down Green
She turns it to Gold, Yellow, Red, oh what a scene

I watch in awe, at the perfect dance
As she changes the hues, in just a glance
And now I see Yellow, Red, and Gold all around
Yes, Autumn has done wonders, with her hand me downs

My eyes can't believe, the beauty I see
She dances for days, in sweet harmony
Her clothes of Fall colors, glow all around
But soon it is time, for her to hand them down

As Winter walks in, with power and might
She takes Autumn's colors, to a beautiful white
The brilliance Winter shows, as she glitters and glows
White glistens and glows, in a sparkling show

Winter she dances, and twirls all aglow
She sparkles, she glitters, my what a show
She wants to stay longer, but knows time moves on
Winter sees a tiny Pink bud, and knows she too must give up her hand me downs, and then be gone

Yes, Spring has arrived, she takes Winter's white
She turns her finery to Pink, Red, Lavender, oh what a sight
Her dress of all colors, so many I'm in awe of her hues
Yes, Spring is a Lady of colors, Yellows, Pinks, and Violet Blues

She dances like a Princess
In her gowns of many colors
Not one yet does fade
To see which is more beautiful, my eyes behold her parade

And then among her colors, is a glorious scene
Summer has arrived, in her beautiful Green
Her leaves dark Green velvet, her grasses do grow
But Spring's hand me downs, she still won't quite let go

So they share for awhile
And take that one chance
Spring's colorful hues and Summer's Green
Combine in a short dance

But Summer wants her glory, as she warms more everyday
Soon Summer's warmth is to great
So Spring turns over her hand me downs
And knowing she will return, goes softly on her way

Again Summer bursts out
In the rising Sun each day
She dances in wheat fields
And in flowered meadows that Spring left for her to play

Summer sees children
Splashing in her babbling brooks
And she provides warmth, and a gentle breeze
As she adores all their looks

Then one day, a slight chill fills the air
Summer then knows, the time has come to give up her gowns
For Autumn to step into again
And begin again, her colorful and majestic reign, in her bright hand me downs.

© Dana Price

Out Of The Light, Once Again

You come so quietly, slyly
Like a stealth, out of sight
Sometimes even follows laughter, happiness
Just menial hours or minutes, before you start the fight
Your darkness descends, even in the bright sunlight
You have no regard for my smiles
Your only mission is to erase them
Making sure your presence is know for awhile
You tangle and weave your gnarly fingers
Through the gray matter within my head
Grabbing onto and destroying anything happy
There you take up residence, make your bed
Will you stay so long this time
That you will make the gray matter break
Or just long enough to amuse your ugly self, by watching me battle again
Fighting you for what is mine, that you so want to take
You and I have been on this battle field before
Oh so many times you know
I will put on my armor once again
Eventhough you exhaust me so
You know to well, I battle you alone
You think it's this time you will win
I am left to wonder, question my strength
Over and over again
One thing you have not stolen this time
I have my tears back now
They only push me on, to fight you hard
They are relieving somehow
So keep your gnarly fingers
Woven through my gray matter if you must
I will try to tear your grip down
Once again, on that you can trust
I will never wave that white flag again
Let you conquer me without a fight
So keep your hold tight
I whisper to myself, onward brave soul battle hard
Again I must face this plight
I look up, pray again once more
Grabbing onto my gray matter then
Fighting you on and on, with every fiber in my soul
I won't let you defeat me again
Demonic, devil, depression...I can not let you win!

©Dana E Price

July 20th, 2013

Thank you SKyD Photography ( Sean Dudley ) For This Beautiful Photo and the Inspiration

Summer Rose

Summer sun shimmers
as late afternoon's red hue
casts a beautiful haze
over all I see
and remnants of a beautiful Rose
dictates my view
it's petals scattered
upon the Earth
I remember still
when she bloomed
with a beauty that haunted
my Heart and I was afraid to cut her stem
in fear of losing a friend
Yet Summer comes
with golden sun and stinging heat
with a price so difficult to comprehend
Only my tear remains
as a gorgeous petal
lays still on my palm
yet I will preserve its wonder
that I may evoke
he splendor
that melted my soul.

©Dana Price

Summer 2013