Chilled dull grey

Streaking blackened waters;

A lucid dream,

a dreary day.

Graceful wisps of mist rise

Like smoke from a blaze 

Or souls released from

their former resting place,

Once tethered to the depths,

Now set free to dance away

By my gleaming eyes

and charmed gaze.

They ask me why

I turn all I touch

To ash and dust;

They wonder why I

Leap at a gust,

Lash out at flick,

And lick wood down to a barren bone.

You watch on in horror as I blaze

across the land, charring and broiling

As I see fit; 

But that is because I am free --

Fire is free. --

To burn as it pleases,

To blister and incinerate

and devour the world,

If it so wishes.

So when given the chance,

'tis only natural I do the same;

After all, I am

but a simple

flame.

Going with a poetry name now, I actually really like this free verse poetry thing! <3

Dancer

Tiptoes, ballet shoes, twirl in that tutu, be everything a little girl wants to be

Stumble, right yourself, don't fall, you cant disappoint

These shoes are too tight, they pinch at your feet, but you must keep going

Keep dancing, little bird, spread your wings and take flight

There's so many troubles but you’ll make it through the show

Don't worry, little bird, just an hour to go

Keep dancing, little bird, spread your wings and take flight

The stage is too slippery, you feel like you’re falling, but you must keep going

Keep that bright smile on, curtsy, promenade, you cant disappoint
Tiptoes, ballet shoes, twirl in that tutu, be everything a little girl wants to be

Eek, sorry I did this in the wrong place, can you just delete it?

Twirl, twirl, twirl;

Just a bit longer. 

Spin, spin, spin; 

Smile! Not so sombre.

Smooth movements.

Don't just jerk about,

like the puppet

you are,

Make your every move shout!

With an empty smile plastered--

Carved-- into your very being,

Make it shine! Not so dull.

Let life dance in your eyes!

Just like your feet about the stage.

Nevermind the strings that hold you up,

Nevermind your aching feet,

You must be better.

More.

Faster. 

Each time;

Spin, spin, spin.

Now twirl, point, and leap.

Not another mistake, or

The Puppeteer your soul

shall keep. 

I'll save you,

soon

you'll be free,

just

like them, just like me;

Oh, but Darling,

don't

you see, nothing

can

be resolved quite so easily; 

Soon we'll be

Off,

Far, far, away

There

is where we'll be happy-- just you see;

Oh, but Darling,

don't

you know, nowhere

is

far enough for them, they'll find me; 

I shall find the bravest,

it is

then we will find

peace

at last, all chaos shall cease;

Oh, but Darling,

haven't

you yet learned, no one 

is

truly trustworthy here, neither of the lands nor seas;

It was a perfect day,

a perfect night,

before that thing,

came to give me a fright.

When vertex form came to haunt me.

It crept onto my page,

let out a howl.

How I jumped then!

And oh how it growled!

When vertex form came to haunt me.

Parabolas I thought

I knew so well

when came that beast,

of which to you I tell.

It was the night vertex form came to haunt me.