A Desert Landscape

Escape your mind
Source: fascination–infatuation

A Desert Landscape

My mind is a desert landscape,

full of worries and contradictions.

It blasts away any chance of peace,

keeping me awake seeking sleep.

Thoughts are jumbled in the cobwebs,

lining the halls of my utter despair.

Bells ring in these curved walls,

warnings for me to take care.

Once one hole is filled in,

another one soon emerges.

A shovel will not do the job

to keep me safe from my pride.

A better state of mind is needed

to repair the damage already done.

My mind is a desert landscape,

full of worries and contradictions.

THE GREEN INSIDE

 

The green hides inside.

With unspoken pride.

It comes at night.

What a great sight.

A mist falls first.

Trees drink from thirst.

They swallow the green whole.

Then fall down a deep hole.

Fairies alight on leaves.

Get me out of here, please.

A HOLE IN THE WOODS

 

 

A HOLE IN THE WOODS

 

A  circle of fear.

We mustn’t go near.

It calls in the night.

A harrowing sight.

Pebbles and dirt are pulled in.

It offers a deadly sin.

The Dead are waiting inside.

I’m going to run and hide.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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THE SINKHOLE

THE SINKHOLE

A sinkhole where the house has stood

Lies deep in the deserted wood.

Where has everyone gone to?

The grass and trees are gone too.

A house and garden have once stood here.

Now there is only the ground laid bare.

Could they be in the tunnels below?

And hear me if I yell out hello?

I hear rumbling coming from the hole.

The loose rocks are beginning to roll.

I should leave before it’s too late

And I suffer the same sad fate.

THE DEAD GAME
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FOLLOW YOUR DREAMS PART III

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“Oh, hello little animals.

Are you getting married today?”

No answer.

More bells.

One of the animals winks at me,

and then they both fly away.

I’m alone again.

All quiet,

except for those

annoying wedding bells.

The ground begins to shake.

Snow falls off the branches.

I look down and see a hole.

abyss

Is that for me?

I feel a hard push,

and then I’m falling.

Falling down this dark abyss.

What’s at the bottom?

Will I make it to the bottom?

Will I live to tell the tale?

Continued tomorrow.

FOLLOW YOUR DREAMS

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FOLLOW YOUR DREAMS

A house standing

in the middle of the woods.

Where did it come from?

It’s flat,

one dimensional.

I can see the trees

through the front door.

How unusual.

What will happen

if I walk through the door?

Will there be more dimensions?

Will I be entering a new world?

My imagination is much too active.

I’m always imagining weird things.

This time,

I will follow through with my daydream.

I will walk through this door.

I will find out what is on the other side.

Here goes.

Now I’m standing in darkness.

Where are the trees?

The sunlight?

I hear creaky noises.

They’re coming closer.

Oh no.

To be continued tomorrow.