ALONE

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Lost Lake Trail – Ludington State Park, Michigan

 

 

One with nature.

One with the mountains.

One with the lake.

One all alone.

 

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TO THE LIMIT

 

 

Take the night to the limit.

The road to its end.

The sun to its setting.

Life to its climax.

Leaving no stone unturned.

No drama left undone.

No sentence left unsaid.

Take the night to the limit.

FEEL THE RED

The Milky Way as seen from Antelope Canyon, Arizona

 

The Milky Way or maybe

a journey into the unknown.

A blood red adventure

transcending time and space.

A wild ride through the galaxies.

Flying high on a shooting star.

Tilting at rainbows and moonbeams.

Close your eyes and feel the red.

WELCOME

1 book WELCOME TO THE PARTY

 

Welcome to our castle.

Not to be a hassle.

But please knock on the door.

It might open no more.

Until midnight strikes doom on the head.

All will be gone except for The Dead.

THE DEAD GAME 

HEAR THE WHISPERS

 

by hdunsirn:Peabody library, baltimore 9.6.14
©hannahdunsirn

 

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 OLD BOOKSTORE

aurelielise-anne:
“The old bookstore.
”
Why don’t we have these anymore?
Books covering ceiling to floor.
Happiness between the binding.
What a perfect and safe finding.
Read in the candlelight.
Nothing can be as right.
Pictures and words before my...

 

aurelielise-anne:

The old bookstore.

 

Why don’t we have these anymore?

Books covering ceiling to floor.

Happiness between the binding.

What a perfect and safe finding.

Read in the candlelight.

Nothing can be as right.

Pictures and words before my eyes.

Reading about truth and some lies.

You’ll definitely find me hiding.

The tall shelves of books I’ll be minding.

 

THE OTHER SIDE

Doorway in Forest

THE OTHER SIDE

What’s on the other side?
Don’t be afraid or hide.
What will you see?
Will you be free?

Color replaces black.
But watch your friend’s back.
Night creatures out for fun.
In the Florida sun.

Mansions to explore.
Parties and much more.
One step at a time.
And follow this rhyme.

And soon you will be there.
Who knew it was so near?

THE DEAD GAME

A QUIET SPOT

In a quiet spot.
On a soft chair.
In the sun’s spotlight.
I will read a book.
Eyes wide open.
Mind set to explore.
Sunlight streaming in.
I will read a book.
Hands trembling.
Tears falling.
Sun warming my body.
I will read a book.

 

 

 

In a quiet spot.

On a soft chair.

In the sun’s spotlight.

I will read a book.

Eyes wide open.

My mind set to explore.

Sunlight streaming in.

I will read a book.

Hands trembling.

Tears falling.

Sun warming my body.

I will read a book.

 

 

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.