Lift your burning eyes to the sky
to the creatures who dare to fly.
THE DEAD GAME
DARE TO FLY
flowers
HOPE SPRINGS ETERNAL
The sun will shine again.
You will stroll with a friend.
Colorful flowers will take bloom.
Normality will be back soon.
BUBBLES OF FLOWERS
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Picture a flower growing from the sea.
Can there be a prettier sight to see?
Bubbles of flowers float ashore.
Close your eyes and open that door.
This is what I need for today.
Pastel colors to soothe my stay.
Pinks and blues mix well together.
I can look at them forever.
A PINK DELIGHT
Pink flowers to fill my day.
Petals fall in the soft light.
Ready to come out and play,
A soothing and pretty sight.
A shady path for dreams
For the hot days and warm nights.
Pink fills the lakes and streams,
A toast to spring’s delights.
FLOWERS WILL BLOOM
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The sun will shine again.
You will stroll with a friend.
Colorful flowers will take bloom.
Normality will be back soon.
A WINDOW
A window to the world.
A window to beauty.
Snow-capped mountains.
Swan-filled lakes.
The pounding waves of the ocean.
Fields of flowers.
Adventure.
Romance.
Mystery.
Open your mind
to the possibilities.
Wake your senses.
Can you feel the sea breeze?
Can you smell the flowers?
Can you hear the seagulls’ cries?
Can you taste the salty air?
I can.
A NEW BEGINNING
A NEW BEGINNING
The rain hits the puddles
in a staccato rhythm.
A 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.
MY SECRET
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 walk to the end of the pier.
I gaze into the depths without fear.
I watch the fish swimming by,
Not monsters lurking nearby.
Allow time to pass slowly and 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.
PARADISE IS CALLING MY NAME
How would paradise
appear to you?
A house standing in calm water.
The scent of flowers in the air.
People strolling the clean streets.
No need to hurry.
Warm breezes.
Sun shining.
Birds chirping.
Perfect.
SHINE IN THE NIGHT
The night grows heavy.
It grows dark.
We look to the moon.
To bask in its glow.
A halo of blue.
Falls to earth.
Blue against orange.
To shine into the night.
