LADY OF THE NIGHT

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Lady of the night.

So sad.

Drifting through time.

Lost.

Waiting.

Watching.

Alone.

Forever.

ONE WINDOW

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One window among many.

One window to the world.

Watching the darkness.

Alone.

Waiting.

Open to the darkness.

Waiting for something.

Or someone.

A WINDOW OF OPPORTUNITY

It watches.

It waits.

The sun rises.

Fly away pretty bird.

Take a chance.

Spread your wings.

THE SUN SETS FOR US

Take me away in the soft breeze.
Let your fingers flow through my hair.
I want to see your warm smile
And hunger for your loving touch.

Time for that is long past.
Victims of the battle we now are.
Hell is waiting for us both.
I can see his boat drifting offshore.​

I will not let him take me.
I want to share paradise with you.
Warm breezes and soft winds
To wrap us tight in its cocoon.

No more glory to be had.
No more wins for our side.
Our losses are steep and many.
The mighty have fallen this night.

The sun sets for this evening.
It has not brought you back to me.
I will wait for all eternity
Until I have you by my side.

HEARTACHE FOR ME

Heartache is for me.
My heart yearns for thee.

Lies fall so easily from your lips.
They feel salty on my fingertips.

I must remain strong.
I hope I am wrong.

I need proof to trust you once more.
My heart is breaking at its core.

The salty mist soothes me.
The wind caresses me.

But I feel cold deep inside.
I need a safe place to hide.

OUTSIDE

From inside my dark room,

I watch the clouds float by.

Puffy cottonballs in the sky.

Dare I leave my safe haven

and venture outside?

Will the clouds wait for me?

I’ll wait until tomorrow.

One more day of watching.

IT WAITS

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It waits.

It waits for me.

Can I do it?

Will I do it?

Should I jump?

Will I jump?

The salt air.

The strong waves.

The wet breeze.

It calls to me.

My siren calls.

Goodbye to all.

LIFE GOES BY

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I sit on my perch

while life passes by.

Cars and people

always hurrying.

Airplanes in the sky

carrying their heavy loads.

I still sit here on my perch,

calm as can be,

while life goes by.

TIME TO PLAY

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Puppet Master 2 (1991)

What do I see at night

when I wake from sleep?

A puppet coming alive,

on the shelf in my room.

It creaks.

It groans.

Its head spins around.

It can’t be real.

It’s a wooden puppet.

No one to pulls its strings.

Until it speaks.

In a deep voice.

It can’t be alive.

Until it says,

“Time to play.”

I run to the door.

It can’t be.

It’s standing before me.

Taller than me.

Arms reaching to me.

A gleam in its black eyes.

It can’t be.

But it is.

It’s alive.

HIS PLACE

The sun begins to set.

There are scurrying sounds

as the animals prepare for the night.

But the old elephant stands in his place.

He doesn’t need to move.

He has everything he needs

right in front of him.

He keeps a watchful eye

on the other animals.

But he stands in his place.

WATCHING ME

Who is watching me from the water?

Someone is bobbing beneath the waves.

He’s coming closer to shore.

I see eyes.

Yellow eyes sparkling in the sunlight.

Green skin with yellow spots.

I must run.

Before it catches me.

Wait.

A man is rising from the waves.

A man in a wet suit.

All is safe.

Ouch!

I’m shot.

He shot me.

With a spear gun.

Too late.

I’m falling down.

Is this only bad dream?

I hope so.

FACE THE WIND

I face the wind.

Each day I wait.

For time to pass.

The world to change.

But day by day.

People come and go.

Live their short lives.

Leaving no change at all.

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ONE WINDOW

One  window among many.

One window to the world.

Looking out to the darkness.

Alone.

Waiting.

Looking out to the darkness.

Waiting for something.

Or maybe someone.