Behind my eyes

This is a poem I wrote a couple years ago at writers camp. This is me, it’s who I am.

I am a lavender Pegasus on a cloudy day

unique but quiet

I am shy and yellow like a duckling

glowing on a sunny day

listening to a harp underwater

I am a fire

rumbling like a chorus of drums

shaking a forest of trees

I am riversong

protector of the tourqouise bookstore