DANCE WITH THE MOON

The moon reveals the best in us.

It reflects our inner thoughts and desires.

Some may howl at the moon,

while others are impelled to dance.

Dance until the sun rises.

Dance until your limbs grow tired.

Dance until you feel at peace.

At peace with the world.

DANCE WITH THE MOON

The moon brings out the best in us.
It reflects our inner thoughts and desires.
Some may howl at the moon,
while others are impelled to dance.
Dance until the sun rises.
Dance until your limbs grow tired.
Dance until you feel at peace.
At peace with the world.

FIND ZEN

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I want to find Zen.

I want to relax.

I sit.

Focus on the rocks.

Admire how they fit together.

How the sun shines on them.

Everything in perfect harmony.

I’m trying.

Not working.

Getting restless.

No Zen for me today.

DANCE WITH THE MOON

The moon reveals the best in us.

It reflects our inner thoughts and desires.

Some may howl at the moon,

while others are impelled to dance.

Dance until the sun rises.

Dance until your limbs grow tired.

Dance until you feel at peace.

At peace with the world.

ALONE WITH NATURE

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Alone with nature

a feeling like no other.

A sky filled with birds,

fuschia with the setting sun.

Sea breezes wrap around me,

cocooning me in their mist.

Life stands still for this picture,

a glimpse of heaven above.

FILLS MY MIND

The view fills my mind,

Soothes my soul,

Brings me inner peace.

The sweet aroma of flowers

Tingles my nose,

Draws me closer.

The sea air brushes my face,

Salts my skin,

Leaves cold footprints.

I’m running,

Eyes wide open,

Face to the sun.

I’m here

In the paradise

Of my imagination.

HEAR THE WHISPERS

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The peace.

The quiet.

The silence.

The hush of the hallways.

The smell of books.

The taunt of knowledge.

Sit at a table.

Sit by the stacks.

Sit in the corner.

Feel the adventure.

Live the history.

Learn about life.

THE SIMPLE LIFE

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Life could be simple.

The sun on your face.

The sand between your toes.

The cries of sea gulls.

The smell of salt water.

What else can be needed?

A PLAN

Why am I never at a place like this?

Why am I always in a dark room typing?

We all make our choices,

and I have to live with mine.

Maybe…

Too many ‘maybes.’

I need one ‘can.’

I ‘can’ escape to the tropical island.

I’ll throw my computer

into the depths 

​of the blue, green ocean.

Sounds good to me.

Sounds like a plan.

A Desert Landscape

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A Desert Landscape

My mind is a desert landscape,

full of worries and contradictions.

It blasts away any chance of peace,

keeping me awake seeking sleep.

Thoughts are jumbled in the cobwebs,

lining the halls of my utter despair.

Bells ring in these curved walls,

warnings for me to take care.

Once one hole is filled in,

another one soon emerges.

A shovel will not do the job

to keep me safe from my pride.

A better state of mind is needed

to repair the damage already done.

My mind is a desert landscape,

full of worries and contradictions.

A Desert Landscape

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My mind is a desert landscape,

full of worries and contradictions.

It blasts away any chance of peace,

keeping me awake seeking sleep.

Thoughts are jumbled in the cobwebs,

lining the halls of my utter despair.

Bells ring in these curved walls,

warnings for me to take care.

Once one hole is filled in,

another one soon emerges.

A shovel will not do the job

to keep me safe from my pride.

A better state of mind is needed

to repair the damage already done.

My mind is a desert landscape,

full of worries and contradictions.

TAKE ME AWAY

TAKE ME AWAY

Take me away to better times.
To sun-drenched beaches.
To waving palm trees.
To rolling waves.
To better places.
To warm trade winds.
To white-sand beaches.
To bright sunshine.
To us.

COLORS, LIGHTS, ACTION

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COLORS, LIGHTS, ACTION

A more perfect picture there cannot be.

Bright colors as far as the eye could see.

Blue, yellow, red, orange, purple and green.

A frame is needed for this gorgeous scene.

If I could walk into this masterpiece,

I’d  be rejuvenated and at peace.

 

 

 

THE NIGHT

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 THE NIGHT

They come in the night.

Footsteps in the sand.

They climb through windows.

To visit the sleeping.

They takes recruits.

While others are left in peace.

Come morning sun,

Footsteps are gone.

Leaving behind empty beds

And empty dreams.

THE DEAD GAME

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