Willow Snow


October 2014

Losing our Humanity

Hugs become emotes

Meetings become facetime

Feelings are misconstrued

And recluses are made of us

Sympathy lacks company

Of a friend’s warm embrace

And our lives peel away

At the hands of social media

Not to mention our manners

And basic social skills

When we make eye contact

With our phone rather than

The one in our presence



(This dude inspired me to write this and I felt the need to share the video because he sends an important message to all of us)




Dreams are the wings to our soul

They carry us to new heights

Expanding our horizon

Without dreams

We are nothing

But a flightless species

Walking in someone else’s shadow

So hold fast your dreams

And let them be your guide



Journey North

Through the air she glides

Riding on the wind

Making her long journey

North to the stars

Happy and free

Unscathed by hands

Who aim to pop and

Stop her ascension

Not a plane nor a bird

That crosses her path

Could shake her heart

From reaching the stars



Falling Souls

When souls die

They rise to the skies

Becoming one with the stars

Awaiting the wish

That will set them free

So they can fall

Fall to the ground

To be reborn again



Immortal Love

Upon his grave she lay

Mourning from dawn to dusk

Her promise on replay

Where nothing would

Sunder their souls

And many moons later

Through the

Cold winter nights

And harsh summer days

She lay there without a sound

Silently beseeching

That he take her breath away

So that she may be at peace

With her lover somewhere else

And upon her final plea

Her last breath escaped

Bound to the grave of her lover

To be together

Happily deceased ever after



Raincloud Of Terror

Upon this land I creep

To rain down my fury

Flooding the streets

In my dark gray coat

An eclipse to your light

A sign of foreboding

Bolts of torment

I unleash

With reckless abandon

Striking to scare

My wrath still immense

They run in despair

Wishing me away

To see their sun again they pray

But I’m deaf to their cries

And with one final blow

My gusty winds flatten

The land to no more




Nothing is more artful

Nor thoughtful as you

Reigning elegance

And helpfulness

To all who hold you

Guardian of harsh rays

And wet stormy days

Every color of the rainbow

To match your mood’s tempo

Despite the many kinds

You were my type

The perfect umbrella

My number one fella



The Voice

Whispers in the dark

Capture her attention

Following the voice

With arms outreached

Searching with her senses

Feelings of warmth

Enrapture her frame

Unaware of the flames

That nibble at her dress

Or the tree branches

That playfully poke at her sides

She giggles as she places

A figure to the voice

Imagining him

There at her side

Blindfolded and fearless

She follows him through

The soft silky voice

For it she gives trust

To be her guarding angel

And her eyes



Dragon Slayers

The village is on fire

The dragons conspire

To ravage all the cattle

And take over the castles

The people scream mercy

But they round up their posse

And continue their mission

So we stock on ammunition

And pull out our swords

Defeating by the herds

Fearless of their roars

We leave trails of corpses

Sprawled across the lands

As we join hands

And cheer at our victory

For we are dragon slayers



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