Let’s Pretend.

Let’s pretend
That you and I
Are far away from
Here.
Instead of late nights
In office lights,
Instead of walking
Among the dead,
Let’s walk among
The giants,
Among trolls,
Among the old gods.

Let’s find ourselves
In outstanding beauty.
Let’s talk about
Music
Whilst we listen
To the earth.
Let’s drink tea
At the edge of the world
And forget what lies
Behind us.
Let’s fall asleep under the
Dancing lights.

Let’s pretend for a while,
That it’s just
You
And I
And this.
– Essie Parker Walsh

Sunday By The Sea.

I want to lie down by the sea,
And fade into the sound of the surf.
I want to bury my hands in the sand,
And feel the grains on the tips of my fingers.
I want to stare into infinity,
And let my soul swim in its endless bounty.
I want to breathe in this freedom,
And let the gulls steal away with my silence.
I want to stay here a while,
Blissfully invisible.
– Essie Parker Walsh

The Vala’a Noct Trail.

Your icy touch
With so much ease
Made worse this soul’s
Midwinter freeze
Which has me now
Down on my knees.
But I am brave
Dark thoughts like these
Leak out from all
My once appeased
I know my way
Through raging seas.

I find myself
Among the trees
‘Pon twisted branch
And rustling leaves
Down well-worn trails
And on the breeze.
I find myself.

I’ll find myself.
– Essie Parker Walsh

Frost.

An ethereal frost coats the leaves
Made gold by September’s touch.
To hold it in the sun at this perfect hour
And catch so simple a lustre,
Is the most wealth I’ve ever had the chance to hold
In both my hands
And my eyes.
– Essie Parker Walsh