Once Upon a Lonely Hour

I wrote this poem a few months back when I was really lonely. I don't feel like this anymore, but I figured I might as well post it on here anyhow. So here it issss;

I walk the night all by myself. Alone, the night I walk behind. I sing the stars out of the sky. I walk alone, all by myself. I'll leave the world to find my way.
Alone at night I'll slay the sky. I wander alone, in the forests I'll go, around the silv'r moon I'll roam. In the shadows of the trees, unspoken sorrows at your feet.
The wind decries the scattered tears, the icy mountains here below. I filled my heart up to the brim with melancholic scenes.
Corin, Corin, times are grim, sell the water, sell the gin. The mutterings of a twisted mind, the hart carved shadings intertwined. I have no meaning, I have no soul, some have spoken I'm not real at all. I hear the whisperings of the Earth, my guardian angel, in the dirt.
The trees have spoken, muddy tears, a wind unbroken through the years. I walk alone, all on my own, no spears will guard my golden home, no sparrows sing of lonesome roads. The sword unsheathed my bitter hopes,
but all I need is black with coal. Here in the ground, I found her lay, atop the roots, in the leaves you say. The darkened branches all lined with gray, have somehow got their hold on me. All alone I am tonight, with my mother - the whole world bright. The path is chosen; written in stone, for together we are all alone, on dark paths wander, through branches green we stream, through cold glistening raptures, I only can sing All alone, all alone, by myself I'll wander out life.

MY Nature. I claim it.

The snow chilled raindrops caress my sun-forsaken face, the feathery grass bows under my feet as subjects to a king. The frigid sun-rays sing to my spirit in the sonorous tones of autumn. Tree bows smother me with my adoration as I lay beneath them in my victorious freedom. Here in my aloneness, I am surrounded by my loves. The red-gold earth, seen only when looked for through her veil of green, the branches of a willow; a Celtic knot of deepest tones on an easel of cerulean sky. My Nature rules the earth in unadulterated glory, unchanging and unrelenting.

First Etsy Post!

Lookkkk! I just posted a pair of handwarmers on Etsy.com I am very happy that I finally did it, as I've been trying to get around to listing something for about 1 year now :-) Yay! Take a look and tell me what you think :-D

http://www.etsy.com/listing/71382539/long-upcycled-plum-marbled-armwarmers