Clare Transformed

You are believed to be
A Phoenix flying high
Dipped in red royalty
With the freedom of the sky
You had the eternal flame
That kindles inspiration
A creature that can't be tame
Reaching your destination
You light up the night
In a halo of passion
You love your gift of flight
You are always in fashion
A rare beast indeed
One day, Clare, you'll be freed.

Clare In Hate

Typecast the flaming redhead
Brimming in anger's stew
You believe the world's inbred
What's supposed to be plenty is only a few
Asked why to feel this emotion
You say you want to be alive
Sure as your sharpened devotion
To the ideals by which you strive
You call upon the Gods to exact revenge
To crush every soul whose done you wrong
On what account of their crimes it depends
You just want to be risen in song
Though this injustice will soon pass
It won't be long before you empty your glass.

Clare In the Job

How much you hate
Those competitive dicks
It grates and it grates
Incompentent pricks
You much rather be teaching
Educating a class
All the time you are reaching
Not sat on your arse
You know you devour every book you read
You talk of ideas that compell
What you do doesn't satisfy indeed
What's hurtful is that you know this as well

Having to work on this cruel old earth

Still as passionate as when you were given birth.

Clare On the Go

For all her talents in loving
She really knows how to let go
She could give basic lessons covering
Emotional communication and also
Tips on enjecting fun
In the relationships slow dance
Where both partners merge seamlessly as one
Even the smallest spark has a chance
How I would love to dance with you
Playing and prancing free
How we would both step in and out of tune
A type of life I'd like to be
So don't rob me of my cage
Don't leave me alone, enraged.

Clare At Home

Expected fustrations with love and work,
You are deemed too passionate,
Think positive, don't go out with jerks,
Singe his pride with assonince,
You deserve better than what you're given,
Have me, I am better for you,
Then the whole zest of a lemon,
Have me for I am true,
Though it is better to bleed your heart,
Than have it frozen,
Let me play the romantic poet,
In this moment I have chosen,
Let you without a moment's pause,
Heart beat again, and know the cause.