I AM SMOKE

Source:menpale

I am smoke.

I am air.

Watch me fly

Through the air.

Hold my breath,

Head held high,

You are alive

And so am I.

THE BOOK

Please 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 forth from inside.

Words need to be loved and shared

And not forced alone and scared.

Let the stories escape and play.

They will serve to brighten your day.

A NEW BEGINNING

A NEW BEGINNING

The rain hits the puddles

in a staccato rhythm.

A mesmerizing sound.

Tree branches hang low,

weighed heavy with water.

Flowers lift shiny faces

for their morning washing.

The cold, crisp rain

refreshes and renews.

The clouds drip dry.

The sun returns

to brighten the day.

The air smells clean.

A new day dawns.

A new beginning.

TRAPPED IN HELL

lilipilyspirit Deactivated

Sascha Schneider (German, 1870–1927), Eichenwald auf Ruegen (Oak Forest on Ruegen Island), 1925

The forest grows dark.

It comes alive.

Wood arms reach for me.

Roots uncurl from the ground.

Trees shake and dance.

As the wind moans.

Dark shadows follow me.

Moonlight teases me.

I’m trapped in hell,

where the sun doesn’t shine.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

DO NOT TOE THE LINE

Source:onezia

DO NOT TOE THE LINE

A road that’s not taken

is a road forsaken.

Do not turn your face

from the hectic race.

Follow the bright lights

and achieve great heights.

Do not hang your head in fear

for your time is now and here.

Take your place in the curving line

of others who won’t toe the line.

Rev up your engine and soar

with your foot pressed to the floor.

You have only one chance

in life to sing and dance.

Let this be your time

to not toe the line.

IT’S ALIVE

areyou-stillawake

Puppet Master 2 (1991)

What do I see 

as I wake from sleep?

A puppet watching me.

It creaks.

It groans.

Its head spins.

It can’t be real.

It’s a wooden puppet.

No one pulls its strings.

It speaks

in a deep voice.

It can’t be alive.

It says,

“Time to play.”

I run to the door.

It can’t be.

It stands before me,

taller than me.

It can’t be.

But it is.

It’s alive.

ALIVE

Source:menpale

I am smoke.

I am air.

Watch me fly.

Through the air.

I hold my breath.

Head held high.

You are alive.

And so am I.

RETREAT

amazing-earth-pics:

RETREAT

A place for our dreams,

An earthly retreat.

Follow my heart’s beat. 

Can you feel the heat?

The earth is alive.

Its core is on fire.

Come with me, darling.

I feel your desire.

It’s all too soon gone.

The door is closing.

It’s being washed out

By the sea’s hosing.

Don’t run from the truth.

Please come back to me.

You can’t turn away.

I know you love me.

THE OCEAN

niadil:

Salty.

Cold.

Mesmerizing.

Tantalizing.

Alive.

A force of nature.

There’s nothing more to say.

ALONE

drxgonfly

Lonely (by Jørn Allan Pedersen )

Alone can be refreshing,

A walk in the cold snow.

Lonely can be depressing,

A silence that hits you low.

Can we distinguish between the two,

As we listen to our heart’s song?

Our time alone is so rare and few,

Refreshing until it feels wrong.

At this moment I feel alive,

Alone but not lonely in my own place.

My dark spirit yearns to survive,

As I raise my happy face.

LOST IN THE RAIN

Lost in the rain.

Beaten down.

Alone.

Drifting.

Tired.

Wet.

Ready to give up.

On life.

On the world.

Curled up in a ball.

Ready for my last breath.

Then the unexpected happens.

The sun comes out.

The birds begin to chirp.

A wet breeze hits my face.

I look up into the sun.

I don’t feel alone anymore.

I feel alive.

I’m happy I waited.

Waited for time to pass.

For time to heal old wounds.

I’m ready to face the day.

THE BOOK

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.

FREE

danielwamba
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Live for the moment.

Live to be free.

The colors surround me.

I dance to be free.

The birds flap their wings.

The moon shines its face.

The sky and ocean merge.

I love when I’m free.