Thursday, December 7, 2017

THE TEST OF TIME


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THE TEST OF TIME
Sunset in Everglades National Park, Florida

THE TEST OF TIME
We all succumb to it.
It takes its victims.
No one is safe.
We wither.
Dry up.
Turn to dust.
Life goes on.
Until the next victim.
Bites the dust.
And so it goes.
On and on.
It continues.
In waves.
In cycles.
In perpetuity.
No reason to fight it.
Only to accept it.

THE WITCHING HOUR

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It’s the witching hour

Welcome to the witching hour
As witches amass their power.
They are good for Oasis.
Know them on first-name basis.
I cannot promise or swear,
But they’ll rid The Dead from here.
They can cast spells to kill The Dead.
Better than hiding in your bed.
Beautiful they are all.
This night The Dead will fall.
THE DEAD GAME


A ROAD TRIP


I’m taking a road trip.
I shouldn’t have let that slip.
I’m trying to get away
To find a new place to stay.
Where troubles are left behind.
A place that no one can find.
Please don’t follow me.
I yearn to roam free.
Up ahead is a street light.
It’s the only one in sight.
I slow down and roll to a stop.
My car door opens with a pop.
My troubles line up on the road,
Waiting for me to stop, I’m told.
I can’t escape them this time
And not from this awful rhyme.
At the next chance, I get,
I’m off, ready and set.


BENEATH THE SURFACE



Hot flames.
Fires burning deep.
Beneath the surface.
Rumbling.
Splitting rocks.
Seeking an exit.
The earth is alive.
Ready to explode.
Did you have any doubts?
Were you a skeptic?
Seeing is believing.
Sizzle.
Pop.

Thursday, November 30, 2017

THE BOOK


THE BOOKPlease take a closer look.Something’s wrong with this book.The words have come alive.Breaking free to survive.They are bursting forth with pride.Smoke is pouring out from inside.Words need to be loved and sharedAnd not forced alone and scared.Let the stories come out and play.They will serve to brighten your day.
THE BOOK
 
Please take a closer look.
Something’s wrong with this book.
The words have come alive,
Breaking free to survive.
Words need to be loved and shared
And not forced alone and scared.
Let the stories come out and play.
They will serve to brighten your day.

THROW YOUR DIRT


You can bury me,
Throw dirt on me
And walk away.
But I will survive.
I will dig my way free.
The human spirit cannot
be extinguished.
It will continue to shine
despite evil’s attempts
to destroy it.
Throw your dirt.
I will be back.

BLUE FANTASY


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BLUE FANTASY
A perfect blue.
For me and you.
Curving to the sky.
Aiming up so high.
A spot of bright sun.
So light and so fun.
Blue it will now grow.
Pretty as a bow.

BECKONING



The colors of nature are
Bright and fresh,
Soothing and serene,
Beckoning for you to take
A stroll through the flowers and
Inhale their sweet fragrance.
Take time to appreciate nature
And all it has to offer.

PERSISTENCE OF NATURE



Nature persists.
It soldiers on.
It rears its head
in the most unlikely places.
No matter the obstacles.
It thrives.
It flourishes.
Despite us.

REACH FOR THE HEAVENS


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Pink climbs to heaven
on bristling leaves.
Fuchsia steps up
the balconies.
It covers our world
with vibrancy.
Cheering us on
our gloomiest days.
Raising our spirits.
Coaxing us to reach
for the heavens.

BEND TO THE WIND


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The trees bend to the wind.
Lightning flashes across the sky.
The rain drenches the town.
I’m safe and warm inside.
Nothing can reach me.
The storm ravages the land.
And I watch from my window.
I can’t be touched
Until…

BURY ME


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Take me to my own secret room,
Where I can escape from humanity.
Bury me in words and phrases,
Cocooned in my haven of pages.
Letters will be my company,
Sentences my best friends,
Books my destiny.