KEEP DRIVING

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KEEP DRIVING

Drive until the sun rises,

Until darkness lowers its head.

Drive without direction,

Without purpose.

Feel the wind through your hair,

Slapping your face.

No one can reach you.

No one can find you.

The sound of the wind for music.

The passing scenery for entertainment.

Others pass you;

Others seeking answers.

Find your answers.

Let your thoughts lead the way.

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BOOKSTORES

A FIELD OF BLUEBONNETS

 

 

I walk in a field of Bluebonnets.

I thought to compose for them sonnets.

The sweet fragrance fills my soul

until I am again whole.

I feel tired as I smile

like I’ve walked a full mile.

I will make my bed

and lay down my head.

My thoughts drift so slow and low,

somewhere over the rainbow…

MY SECRET

 

Pier

 

 

MY SECRET

Sprinkle my path with pretty leaves & flowers.

I want to look at water & not towers.

Colors to brighten my day.

A place where birds come to play.

I will walk to the end of the pier.

I’ll gaze into the depths without fear.

I will see fish swimming by.

Not monsters lurking nearby.

Time will pass slowly and must be savored.

Whoever comes this way will be favored.

I think it’s only prudent and fair

To share my secret with those who care.

A PLACE OF FANTASY

 

 

A place of fantasy there must be,
where blues and green merge in the deep sea.

Clouds create formations into works of art,
resembling soft cotton balls splitting apart.

I raise my face to the sunshine of the day,
the rays shooting sparks as they frolic and play.

The sand is soft beneath my feet,
warming my body with its heat.

Come with me and enjoy the dazzling sun,
we’re sure to have fun till the day is done.

ILLUSION

 

 

A place of illusion.

Windswept nights.

Are your eyes deceiving you?

Has a waterfall appeared

where once stood a beach?

A river to replace an ocean.

Anything is possible.

If you believe in it.

 

TICKLE MY TOES

 

 

 

TICKLE MY TOES

 

They tickle my toes.

They line up in rows.

Oh! What can they be?

A starfish or three?

The water has a pink shine.

Too many colors to rhyme.

Red for my long, long hair.

Orange fish who swim near.

Yellow for the rays of the sun.

Blue for the water that’s so fun.

I can stay here the whole day.

The seagulls have come to play.

The birds circle around me.

Yes! It’s the best place to be.