My Poetry: A Very Quick Comparison Through the Years

I was just looking through some of my files after doing some writing, some of which I'm sure I lost through changing computers and such. I found a few poems I had written in the past and was interested to see how and if my writing has changed or grown over time. I haven't drawn any conclusions yet, except for that my love for writing is and always has been eternal.

So here is a poem I wrote several years ago:

Her Wings

Her wings swimmingly flap as she swerves through the leaves,
Soaring through thick clouds, breeze shifting through her sleeves.
A smile can be seen from miles below,
For her scent, her aspirations are more than aglow.
One grin illuminates from the city’s skyline,
Traced by his hairline and combined with the divine.
He realizes her bliss, he encapsulates her desire,
She rises higher and higher, more than he can admire.
He scratches his temple and extends his right hand,
Her eyes glisten and understand as though it were planned.
The smile becomes a wave, and the wave becomes a truth,
Embellished with belief and running swiftly with youth.

And here is one I wrote some time last week:

No Longer Am I My Mind

I peer into my past through a timeless looking glass,
And my past looks back at me with eyes so sharp and proud.
Left my eyes to wander, to guess who was first and last,
Lost where I belong, the novel, the present, the now.

I gaze into the dark, asking questions far from stark,
A leash around my neck, so long, I have lost control.
Cut me from these burdens, and allow my life to start,
I wish upon my freedom, I paid it all in toll.

I was taught wrong all along, my mind would lead me right,
It would lean upon the future, find it oh so bright.
Tricked, deceived, bluffed, and I have long had more than enough,
Tear me from these trenches, my self so absent and stuck.

You held me as a prisoner, bars surround my truth,
Hands choking me so, with it my soul so cold and mute.
No longer will I trust you, struck clouds against my spine,
For now I am I am, no longer am I my mind.

Well, I don't know if I meant to accomplish much with this post, lol. I hope you enjoy these excerpts from my ongoing anthology though. And of course, analyze them if you wish.