PEBBLES IN THE OCEAN

 

 

Pebbles drift in the ocean

in multitudes too many to count.

I yearn for the dark sea

as it holds mystery for me.

I will join these pebbles,

one more to their endless journey,

where I may find answers

to questions unspoken.

 

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LIFE EMERGES FROM THE DARKNESS

 

 

In the midst of darkness,

life emerges.

It walks

the streets.

It flies

in the skies.

It swims

the waves.

Life is persistent.

DO NOT TOE THE LINE

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DO NOT TOE THE LINE

 

A road that’s not taken

is a road forsaken.

Do not turn your face

from the hectic race.

Follow the bright lights

and achieve great heights.

Do not hang your head in fear

for your time is now and here.

Take your place in the curving line

of others who won’t toe the line.

Rev up your engine and soar

with your foot pressed to the floor.

You have only one chance

in life to sing and dance.

Let this be your time

to not toe the line.

 

OUTSIDE

 

 

Please, I want to go outside.

No reason for me to hide.

The winds bring rain,

but they are tame.

I won’t fall or melt

if hail was to pelt.

I’ll be forever in your debt

if you allow me to get wet.

I’m pulling on my chain.

You don’t need half a brain

to know I’m ready to go free.

See what a great pet I can be.

ONE LAST BREATH

 

 

ONE LAST BREATH

Down in the blue vacuum,

I’ll depart from here soon.

As I float down,

you need not frown.

This is where I want to be.

I will be finally free.

I hold firm against the tide.

Small fish gather at my side.

I feel lightheaded and free

I am now one with the sea.

FLYING HIGH

 

What does it feel like to fly,
Lifting off to reach the sky?
Soaring to a new height.
A bird’s exclusive right.

All alone and way up high,
Nary a cloud in the sky.
Take me along with you please.
What can I do to appease?

I want to fly over the land
To the tune of a marching band.
Over the water, I go.
It would make a great show.

BLUE HAZE

 

Feelings of softest blue.

This is how I see you.

Through a film of ice,

You appear so nice.

A reflection it is

That I can never miss.

As leaves float high,

I peer up at the sky

I still see your face

In every place.

I can feel your hot gaze

Even in this haze.

Please come back to me,

And we can float free.