A GIFT

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I have a gift for you.

For you and no one else.

It comes in a black bottle.

Elaborate script on the front.

Please accept my gift.

Close your eyes.

And open your mouth.

A BUD

A bud so sweet,

Enticing treat.

It throws off heat,

Dance to its beat.

Its scent draws me near,

Still not feeling fear.

It soon becomes clear,

I shouldn’t be here.

The buzzing becomes loud,

Near my face big and round.

I quickly hit the ground,

Hoping I won’t be found.

The birds are chirping,

And I’m not hurting.

The sun is shining,

My bud is smiling.

SWIRLING COLORS

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Fuschia pink and turquoise blue,

colors swirling as the sea.

Velvet petals you can feel,

but with thorns as points of steel.

I present them to you, my dearest love,

the perfect beauty as the sky above.

Bright blood gushes from your punctured hand,

I should have added a marching band.

Our love is two-sided as my gift,

I know you might be a little miffed.

You crumble to the ground,

ringing the death knoll sound.

I know I made the right decision,

your death is a heaven-sent vision.

A SNOWFLAKE

A snowflake.

Each one is different.

Unique.

Created by nature.

For us.

This snowflake is 

a gift for me

from someone

who is unique

in her own way.

My daughter.

The perfect gift.

Thank you.

A BOOK IS A TREASURE

 

A long journey to become an author,
Days of soul searching and hard work.
The words need to be enticing and clear,
A bridge to the reader’s heart.

A movie camera sweeps across scenes,
So does a book’s point of view. 
One point of view shows one angle,
While changing points of view reveal more.

To be lost in a book is truly a gift,
An escape from the mundane and boring.
A visit to far away places can be
An adventure to open your mind’s eye.

Once completed, a book is a treasure,
A symbol of the author’s hopes and dreams.
A confectioner’s delight to be tasted and savored,
To be remembered by the many or just a few.

 

TODAY’S TRICK OR TREAT

1. Each day I post about pictures I find online. I try out new ways to write. I have fun with it. I hope you do too.
   

   
   

   
   

   
   

   
   

   

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   Ring my bell.

   I will come to you.

   Dressed in lace.

   Blue hair fluffed.

   Lips pursed.

   Silly or sensual?

   
   
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   Juliette

   
   

   HAPPINESS

   Happiness is a secret.

   Happiness is a treat.

   Happiness is a book.

   What is it for you?

   
   

   
   

   

   
   

   
   

   I have a gift for you.

   For you and no one else.

   It comes in a black bottle.

   Elaborate script on the front.

   Please accept my gift.

   Close your eyes.

   And open your mouth.

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   DEATH METAL 2012 A by MACKOUSKOSK

   
   

   
   

   My closet holds memories.

   It hides my deepest secrets.

   It can be dark and dreary.

   It can ooze life’s nectar.

   I should close the door.

   I should never look back.

   But I can’t stop myself.

   I need to see it once more.

   What does your closet hold?

A BOOK IS A TREASURE

A long journey to become an author.
Days of soul searching and hard work.
The words need to be enticing and clear.
A bridge to the reader's heart.

A movie camera sweeps across scenes.
So does a book's point of view.
One point of view shows one angle.
Changing points of view can reveal many more.

To be lost in a book is truly a gift.
An escape from the mundane and boring.
A visit to far away places.
An adventure to open your mind's eye.

Once completed, a book is a treasure.
A symbol of an author's hopes and dreams.
A confectioner's delight to be tasted and savored.
To be remembered by many or just a few.

A SNOWFLAKE

A snowflake.
Nothing more perfect.
Each one different.
Unique.
Created by nature.
For us.
For each of us,
who is unique
in his or her own way.
A picture taken by my daughter.
A gift given to me
by someone
who I love most.
Someone who is unique
in her own way.
A perfect gift from
a perfect someone.
Thank you.

NATURE'S GIFT

The perfect gift of nature.
No two are alike.
They alight onto surfaces
with the ultimate grace and ease.
Soft as a kitten’s breath.
But with a brief existence.
Catch them while you can.

OUR EYES

WHAT OUR EYES CAN SEE
OUR EYES CAN CAPTURE THE QUICK MOVEMENT.
THEY CAN CAPTURE THE DISPLAY OF COLORS.
THEY CAN EVEN DISTINGUISH BETWEEN THE COLORS.
EACH AND EVERY DAY WE SHOULD APPRECIATE THE GIFT OF SIGHT,
FOR SO MANY OF US HAVE NEVER EXPERIENCED THIS VERY SPECIAL GIFT.

PERFECTION IN A ROSE

A BEAUTIFUL ROSE
PERFECTION
THERE IS NOTHING MORE TO SAY