SOLITUDE

SOLITUDE
A rare commodity is solitude.
It can be easily misunderstood.
To be all alone with no one else around.
You can do this in the air or on the ground.
You can sail off in the blue sea,
Or hop on a plane without me.
We can all use some time...

 

SOLITUDE

A rare commodity is solitude.
It can be easily misunderstood.
To be all alone with no one else around.
You can do this in the air or on the ground.
You can sail off in the blue sea,
Or hop on a plane without me.
We can all use some time alone.
Without T.V. or telephone.
Time to think about your goal.
You will come back feeling whole.

 

THE SUN SHINES ALL DAY

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Come and swim with me
By the deep blue sea.
Where fish and dolphins play,
And the sun shines all day.

The ocean sparkles green and blue
Like a wrapped present just for you.
The soft sand is so white and clean.
Perfection has no in-between.

Oasis is perfect to get away.
It is the best place I can safely say.
Except for the desolate night
That might offer us a big fright.

Dark shadows come out from their homes.
The sun uncovers only bones.
What happens at night is a mystery
Along with Oasis’ long history.

Come and swim with me
By the deep blue sea.
Where fish and dolphins play,
And the sun shines all day.

THE DEAD GAME

MY ONE AND ONLY

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Come with me away from it all.

Let’s climb a hill that’s really tall.

An island for me and you,

And skies that are clear and blue.

 

We will take long walks on the sand,

And don’t forget to take my hand.

I will never feel alone or lonely.

I will always have my one and only.

SOLITUDE

SOLITUDE

A rare commodity is solitude.
It can be easily misunderstood.
To be all alone with no one else around.
You can do this in the air or on the ground.
You can sail off in the blue sea,
Or hop on a plane without me.
We can all use some time alone.
Without T.V. or telephone.
Time to think about your goal.
You will come back feeling whole.

THRASHING

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Wave Breaking Beneath the Pier, Folly Beach, SC
© Doug Hickok  All Rights Reserved
It is now here.
Ultimate fear.
A force to be reckoned.
Growing by the second.
Thrashing hands at the shore.
I can’t take anymore.
My dying wish can’t be
to be consumed by the sea.
 

BY THE DEEP BLUE SEA

 

 

A walk down the street.

Fragrances so sweet.

White cobblestones line the way.

Here is where I want to stay.

Away from the madding crowd.

A place where I can be proud.

To call my new home.

I don’t need a phone.

All I need is a soft bed.

To lay down my weary head.

The fishermen’s cries will wake me.

For my day by the deep blue sea.

SOLITUDE


SOLITUDE

A rare commodity is solitude.It can be easily misunderstood.To be all alone with no one else around.You can do this in the air or on the ground.You can sail off in the blue sea,Or hop on a plane without me.We can all use some time alone.Without T.V. or telephone.Time to think about your goal.You will come back feeling whole.

SOLITUDE

A rare commodity is solitude.
It can be easily misunderstood.
To be all alone with no one else around.
You can do this in the air or on the ground.
You can sail off in the blue sea,
Or hop on a plane without me.
We can all use some time alone.
Without T.V. or telephone.
Time to think about your goal.
You will come back feeling whole.

DEAD BY MORNING

DEAD BY MORNING

He comes in the night
With a show of might.
He comes for the few.
He’ll make them anew.

They’ll be ready to fight
Each and every night.
They’ll take on more men.
They need more than ten.

The Dead will gather strong.
And I still might be wrong.
But they’re surely here for you and me.
We’ll be buried in the bright blue sea.

THE DEAD GAME
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