A FUTURE ALL TOO NEAR

where is everyone? by travisanderson

 

 

What might the future hold?

Buildings of concrete and stone.

Travel by flying cars.

Trees of green foam.

Sunlight only a reflection.

Lighted sabers for protection.

A future hard to bear,

A future all too near.

 

 

THE WOUNDED

 

 

THE WOUNDED

 

A blue sky can bring me to cheer.

Come inside, I am waiting here.

You can soften the load

of troubles, I am told.

Please brighten the cold, dreary day.

Take me to places far away.

Heal my wounded pride.

I need your fire at my side.

THE DEAD GAME

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Tick tock tick tock

chimes the old clock.

Cold like a vault.

The dancers halt.

Evil is near.

The Dead are here.

Heads are rolling.

Let’s go bowling.

Midnight has come.

A game for none.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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THE FIGHT

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View of Mt. Fuji from Mt. Tenjo on a cloudy winter morning

 

 

THE FIGHT

Night into day.

Day into night.

I’m swept away

As I hold tight.

 

The night numbs me,

Making me cold.

The days rush by

As I grow old.

 

I prefer day

When the sun shines.

The night is fey,

Dark through the pines.

 

Night into day.

Day into night.

Days become grey,

No strength to fight.

ALONE WITH THE SNOW

 

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Night Walk – {by Tiina Törmänen} | {Official WebSite}

 

 

A walk in the dark.

Alone in the park.

The cold creeps.

The trees shiver.

The falling snow whispers.

The stars sparkle.

No voices.

No noises.

Alone with the snow

And the bitter cold.

PERFECT

bobcronkphotography:

Japanese Gardens – Portland, OR

 

The stream flows

across rocks,

reflecting the sun’s rays

along its smooth surface.

Follow the blue lights downstream.

Dip your toes into the cold splendor.

Life can be perfect.