The Four Towers

From the earth to the sky, I fly high on borrowed hours
Illuminating showers of light...the Four Towers
Lighting up the shadows of night where darkness hides
Four towers...four walls...defending all four sides...


The first tower is the greatest as it rises high above
Cherry blossom trees, my private geisha offers love
...flowers from within...where you and I are alive...
...love begins to thrive...five, seven, five...

Haiku echoes silently from the heart of the young
I'm still a rhyme unwritten...I'm still a song unsung
but I am loved by the fire of the midnight sun
Above all else, I must guard Tower One...


The second tower stands reminding me of things seen and things unseen
Some of these things are beautiful...some sad, and some obscene
In between division is a vision of today
It matters not the wars I've fought, all that matters is the grey

The grey sometimes turns blue when I close my eyes tight
Tomorrow can't come soon enough, to end this dismal night
The fight I fight is with myself...yet to this, I am blind
Sometimes Tower Two...I find...can be oh, so unkind...


Alone in the third tower, I find myself locked away
Chains and bars and wounds and scars...I blame my yesterday
I blame it, but can't change it...regret is but a lie
Blurry rainbow lights...a final teardrop says goodbye

Imprisoned, I am a prism, in which the Light shines through
Running toward tomorrow, for tomorrow's promised new
I can run away, but I cannot run away from me
so until forever comes, I'll not be free from Tower Three...


I stand before the shores of tower number four
Teeth gnashing, steel slashing...I am witnessing a war
Wave after wave of armies of the dark
I feel the demons bite...I hear the devil dogs bark

The growling and the howling, it seems to never cease
The multitude of angels try and put the tower at peace
Each side wants this tower to be theirs forevermore
The battle rages on...the battle for Tower Four...


Lord, I hear you as you whisper...I am not on my own
so please defend these towers...I cannot do it all alone
The towers that I speak of, I put in your control
the Four Towers of Myself...heart, mind, body and soul...

This poem was a finalist in the June 2014 poetry contest