Leah Ayliffe

Gold Star - 6,300 Points (June 8,1991 / Toronto)

Lions - Poem by Leah Ayliffe

Someone believes in me
In a way like nothing before.
My wild ideas and crazy fantasies are being boldly brought to life by being brought down to reality.
I'm learning to soak in everything this world holds,
Just as it is.
'Cause it's whatever I want it to be.
I want it to be beautiful
And wonderful
And all things extraordinary.
There is no place for mediocrity
Because the earth is magic.
The ocean listens to our thoughts and sends them back with the tide to kiss the ground with our dreams to nourish the flowers and trees that grow within our minds.
Remember to be kind behind those eyes.
It blazes contagious like wildfire
The way things have become true dancing around my life.
I feel so close to something
Something real, something good,
Some place where the sideline dreamers have come together to inspire a way to do more than just survive.
To live free to our unusual methods of existing,
And not be scared to take a risk which will not be understood by the infamous 'them'.. a fear I knew too well just the other day.
What does it matter when you weren't understood to begin with?
Now we can fly over their confusion
Cause someone begged me to reach my potential
Someone saw it in me to take a chance.
What gorgeous new souls I have surrounding me,
Taking an interest in me,
Promising I can make dreams come true once I learn how to live the life I've always created in my head,
Here in this foreign land of reality.
Once I was a mess of art destruction,
No more.
I can be the artist of reality and paint my road to go in whichever direction I desire, keeping my feet on the ground.
What a strange notion spinning with the motion of a lit up carousel ride:
Someone believes in me...
It shouldn't have taken so long for me to know, to truly know,
I can do whatever it takes to be happiness.
Surrender to yourself
Fearless of what the sheep may say,
For they are sheep.
And you.. me.. we,
We are lions.

Topic(s) of this poem: inspired

Comments about Lions by Leah Ayliffe

  • Daniel Brick (11/25/2015 12:08:00 AM)

    You posted this poem on November 16, I'm reading/commenting a week later just two days from THANKSGIVING HOLIDAY in America. And I can't help but see this as a poems of thanksgiving, of gratitude. Let me highlight one shining aspect of this poem. You declare WHAT GORGEOUS NEW SOULS I HAVE SURROUNDING ME: I immediately clicked on Miranda in THE TEMPEST who says O BRAVE NEW WORLD WITH SUCH PEOPLE IN IT. But then her father mutters TIS NEW TO THEE and we know she will soon be disillusioned. I much prefer your vision. Instead of stepping back the way Shakespeare does, you leap ahead and each of the closing lines increases the scope and possibilities of this transformation you are experiencing. Words change thinking and thinking changes realty - that's a psychic reality, it's not wishful thinking, we become lions when we are ready to assume the role. (Report) Reply

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  • Seema Jayaraman (11/16/2015 10:01:00 PM)

    Superb poem.. well written.. some very profound lines shining in there.. The ocean listens to our thoughts and sends them back with the tide to kiss the ground with our dreams to nourish the flowers and trees that grow within our minds. liked these lines very much.. need to introspect on this poem and read a few more times.. thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 16, 2015

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