The Sign of the Storm

 Photo by Felicia Jarvis

The Sign of the Storm

 
Moisturized air takes heat from my skin
What they told me was hypocritical sly
The wind blows and draws a circle to spin
Dark clouds have been growing in the sky

Give your warm hands when I feel cold
Big waves and wind are approaching
Convey to me the warmth of your blood
Cause’ rage and tears are coming

The storm is approaching
The wind will reveal the lies of myth
The destruction is approaching
The rain will wash dirt from earth

Thousands of years took for the conclusion
Fake beauty has been making people joy
The wind blows and draws a cunning vision
Dark noise have been sounded in the sky

Give your strong arms when I am afraid
Big waves and wind are approaching
Promise me your love to be determined
Cause’ rage and tears are coming

The storm is approaching
The wind will reveal the lies of myth
The destruction is approaching
The rain will wash dirt from earth

Photograph and poem by Felicia Jarvis
 © 2018 Felicia Jarvis All Rights Reserved

Play

 Photo  by Felicia Jarvis

Play

Audience is in darkness, staring at the stage
Where actors elegantly act under the spotlight
Hoping love conquers evil, the prince takes courage
They long for this dream to come true overnight

They’re captured by sadness then lifted up with joy
From a monster, the prince saves the princess
They know that this monstrous world is ugly
They see that a light shines in the darkness

After the play ends, the curtain comes down
The audience is once again in darkness
After all the struggles, nothing has changed
It was a mere dream they glimpsed in the theatre

Photograph and poem by Felicia Jarvis
 © 2018 Felicia Jarvis All Rights Reserved

Justice

Photo by Felicia Jarvis

Justice

A little girl walks on the road

Her tiny feet leave footprints

On the firm but gentle ground

No one disturbs her footsteps

She doesn’t pick any flowers

Which belong to everyone

Loving gifts from the creator

And she belongs to everyone

The weakest one can live

Without fear and anxiety

The slowest one can have

Wisdom exceeding philosophy

The little girl understands

Why flowers are so beautiful

Dancing in the gentle breeze

Knowing to be loved is so delightful

Photograph and poem by Felicia Jarvis
 © 2018 Felicia Jarvis All Rights Reserved

I am waiting for the new world where no one violate others’ rights. 
Minorities are also respected.  There is no ambition, competition and conflict among people. 
Everyone has the necessary things and opportunity to study what he or she wants. 
Because, all good things are gifts from God for all of us.

For example, a father gives gifts to all of his children,
but if the stronger children take more than the weaker ones, their father would not be happy about it.
The stronger children may think that it is fair for them to have more, 
because they fought for the gifts and the gifts are like rewards. 
But, I believe if their father is a really loving person, 
the father will correct the attitude of the stronger children 
because he is the one who bought the gifts and gave them. 
He has the right to decide whom he can give the gifts.

What Is Hidden In the Wind

 Photo by Felicia Jarvis

What Is Hidden In the Wind

Standing by the tree that is so tall
Full of leaves ready to fall
By the wind they’re ready to fly
Into the windy blue sky

What’s hidden in the wind?
When will the autumn end? 
Waiting for the leaves fall
Down onto the ground soil

Having doubts and expectations,
In a spiral of inclinations
Holding despair and hope,
Going up into the atmosphere

What shall I see in the clear air?
What shall I see in the winter? 
When the fallen leaves cease
What shall I see in the calmness?

Photograph and poem by Felicia Jarvis
 © 2018 Felicia Jarvis All Rights Reserved

Hang Myself in the Sky

Photo by Felicia Jarvis

 

Hang Myself in the Sky

Hang myself in the sky
The sun is shining
It is frightening
The sky is blue
There's no clue

Looking for secrets
You gave me pamphlets
No matter what you say
I will say “nay”
So you’ll say “nigh-nigh”

Hang myself in the sky
The sun is shining
It is exciting
But, I am in blue
You have no clue

Looking for secrets
You took me to outlets
No matter what you say
I will say “pay”
So you’ll say “bye-bye”

Hang myself in the sky
Singing voice is a bit shaky
Honestly I don’t want to die
You're gonna say “Why?”

Photograph and poem by Felicia Jarvis
 © 2018 Felicia Jarvis All Rights Reserved