Summer Solstice Dance With The Honeymoon Poem by Leah Ayliffe

I sit waiting for the tornado to come,
scoop me up and take me away somewhere over the rainbow.
Red wine, passing the time is silence.
I crave silence today.

The wind moves the trees
they sway together like a crowd
celebrating and cheering for the approaching storm.
Rock and Roll groupies waiting for the bang of thunder,
the flash of lightening,
The tears of the sky God to fall.

A summer day, the summer solstice,
The day the sun stands still.
And in tonight's sky the dreamers can smile at their favourite deity, and pull from the vocabulary list of pretty names to call her:
Strawberry, Hot, Honey, Rose.

Beautiful strawberry moon, sweet as honey
hot from the sun trying to keep her warm.
She rose to say hello and reach out for what may be the closest that the two will ever be able to share a dance together.
Hearts balanced in the evening sky, eye to eye, moon beam to sunshine.

Yet the wind moves fast still,
the clouds a curtain, veiling the promised romance tonight.
The secret affair behind, the dreams exploding in front of all the glittering stars.
I send a secret wish that someday a pretty thing like love could be ours.

There goes that mysterious thing we named time.
It's an endless motion swirling in my mind,
a lie. Never a memory relived the same way twice. Never a hope hoped the same way in tomorrow.
Nostalgia is a lie, what's to come further more.
It's a dream and a nightmare combined, that floats through nothing we can define as linear, but a fluid motion through past present and future.

Life is but a dream, no?

Today is the day that the sun stands still.
The Moon hangs in balance waiting.
The storm makes her jealous wrath known.

Honeymoon, the sweetest name.

Like the sun and other stars in the sky,
all those magic things in the air,
mixing us up and playing and fooling everyone on the ground,

I'm playing a game,
and I pray I am playing here in the now.

Not like the star I have been wishing on that may have burned out and died years ago, and I would never know.