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I need to clear the cobwebs,

clear the bad thoughts,

erase the worries.

 

Instead, I want to see a place

where birds chirp and play,

where mountains soar high.

 

I lift my face to the sun

to the beauty of life,

to the puffy white clouds.

 

Join me.

FLY HIGH

Fly HIgh

 

What does it feel like to fly,

Rising to meet the blue sky?

 

Soaring to a new height.

A bird’s exclusive right.

Alone and soaring high,

Nary a cloud in the sky.

 

Take me along with you, please.

What can I do to appease?

 

The wind will ruffle my feathers.

I will fly without any tethers. 

 

I will fly over the land

To the tune of a marching band.

 

 

A NEW BEGINNING

 

 

A NEW BEGINNING

The rain hits the puddles

in a staccato rhythm.

mesmerizing sound.

Tree branches hang low,

weighed heavy with water.

Flowers lift shiny faces

for their morning washing.

The cold, crisp rain

refreshes and renews.

The clouds drip dry.

The sun returns

to brighten the day.

The air smells clean.

A new day dawns.

A new beginning.

AFTER THE STORM

 

 

The winds have taken their victims.

Tree limbs lie scattered across the grass.

A quiet descends upon the land.

Animals peek from

their hiding places.

Birds chirp in unison,

happy to be free again.

The sun will soon shine.

The clouds will clear.

The darkness will leave.

The earth regenerates itself,

preparing for the new day.

THE PERFECT MELODY

 

 

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The air feels heavy,

laden with moisture.

Grey clouds hover

in the darkening sky.

The first raindrops arrive,

pounding on the rooftops

in a staccato melody of their own.

Pound, pound, pound.

Tap, tap, tap.

Rain washes our streets

and clears our minds,

preparing us for a new day.

BLUE MIDNIGHT

BLUE MIDNIGHT
A midnight so dark and blue.
It’s coming for me and you.
The tides are rising to a new height,
While fighting the shore with all their might.
The clear skies are dark blue.
The clouds are far and few.
The darkness brings us shadows and...

 

BLUE MIDNIGHT


A midnight so dark and blue.
It’s coming for me and you.
The tides are rising to a new height,
While fighting the shore with all their might.

The clear skies are dark blue.
The clouds are far and few.
The darkness brings us shadows and fears,
And people running away in tears.

I’ve heard about The Dead.
They fill my heart with dread.
It’s time to hide from death.
No time to take a breath. 

THE DEAD GAME

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