WHERE THE WIND BLOWS

WHERE THE WIND BLOWS

The trees of the forest shiver and shake,

their long limbs trembling for the next quake.

Their bodies blaze a glaring white

with tears frozen from their new plight. 

The world has become hard and cold.

My trembling body feels old.

Surrounded on four sides by white, 

the bright glare has blinded my sight.

White is the color of my nightgown

as I stand and shiver with a frown.

A shadow emerges from the trees.

I hope it is not him, pretty please.

My body moves forward against my will.

I grab a thick tree and try to hold still.

I dig my feet into the packed snow,

but I must go where the wind might blow.

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SEND IN THE CLOWNS

Daniel Merriam

I open my eyes to strange creatures.

Why are they in my bedroom?

Their thrill laughter makes my skin crawl.

They wave knives at me.

I need to escape.

I can’t.

I’m tied to my bed.

They move closer.

I close my eyes.

Silence fills the room.

I slit my eyes open.

The room is now empty.

I glance at my chair in the corner.

A red balloon is tied to it.

Oh no.

THE PERFECT PARADISE

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Tourists fill the streets & beaches,

searching for the perfect paradise.

The perfect wave.

The perfect partner.

The perfect party.

When night comes,

the fun begins.

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A LIVING SCULPTURE

The beauty of nature.

It is a living and breathing

sculpture.

It entices us.

It bemuses us.

It challenges us.

But most of all,

it inspires us.

MY THOUGHTS DRIFT

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My thoughts drift to him.

He fills me with longing,

Cold as the night air.

He roams free in the dark,

But yet he returns for me.

I dare not meet him

In the forest at midnight.

I must hold firm

And not venture into the woods

To rekindle his dark flame.

I must stand strong

Or my light will turn dark.

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WAIT FOR THE NIGHT

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Wait for the night

To darken the sky

In deep shades of red,

To purples fading to black.

Silence follows on gossamer wings

To quiet the uneasy heartbeats

Sleeping in quiet bedrooms,

To soothe the roaming beasts.

Wait for the night

To bring a dark veil on activities

In a network of black lace,

To unfurl the dark shadows.

Silence is here

And so is the night.

TOMBSTONES MOVING

I see tombstones moving,

Winds blowing,

Grass ruffling.

The Dead wait for darkness.

The streets of town they walk.

Innocent victims they will find.

The games are about to begin.

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RISING FROM THE DEEP

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From under the sea

they have come for me.

Rising from the deep

they come when I sleep.

Through the small town, they roam,

looking for a new home.

Blending with tourists at day,

but at night they get to play.

Bloodthirsty as they are,

they don’t have to go far.

They take sustenance within reach,

leaving dead bodies on the beach.

Tourists flee the hotel

before they’re doomed to hell.

The evil one walks tall.

Our town will surely fall.

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LOST IN THE STORM

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The storm approaches the shore.

Dampness coats the air.

Mist sprays against my face.

Strands of hair fly in the wind.

Thunder rumbles in the distance.

I feel it.

It’s almost here.

Will I lose myself to it?

Let it take me to its depths.

I spread my arms,

Lift my head high.

I let myself fall.

Arms pull me under.

Lips reach for mine.

I’m lost for eternity,

Lost to the rushing wind,

Prisoner of the ultimate despair,

Partner in pain and sorrow.

The choice is made and done.

I float away with my dear one.

Together we will forge a path

Through darkness and hell

To a heavenly place beyond.

I REACH FOR YOU

I reach for you.

I can’t touch you.

You are gone.

I must accept this.

There’s no coming back.

No second chances.

ALONE WITH NATURE

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Alone with nature,

a feeling like no other.

A sky filled with birds,

purple with the fading sun.

Sea breezes wrap around me,

cocooning me with their mist.

Life stands still for this picture,

a glimpse of heaven from above.

WILL MY WISHES COME TRUE?

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I gaze at the night sky

at the bright lights so high.

Will my wishes come true?

Will I ever see you?

You appear in my dreams each night.

I yearn to have you in my sight.

I haven’t seen you for years.

But you’re always in my tears.

Would we have had a good life,

one without sadness and strife?

I won’t be able to ask you this.

I won’t be rewarded with this bliss.

I must be content with my dreams

as my life crumbles at the seams.

I keep my memories close inside.

Of my love, I have no need to hide.