FLY HIGH

Fly HIgh

What does it feel like to fly,

Rising to meet the blue sky?

Soaring to a new height.

A bird’s exclusive right.

Alone and soaring high,

Nary a cloud in the sky.

Take me along with you, please.

What can I do to appease?

The wind will ruffle my feathers.

I will fly without any tethers. 

I will fly over the land

To the tune of a marching band.

WELCOME THE NIGHT

Welcome the night
And its good friend, the moon.
Do not take flight
From the man in the moon.

Let the moon take over
From the sun’s bright reign.
Let the sun take cover
Without severe pain.

A thick blanket will fall,
Giving the earth security.
Darkness will cover all
With its fine grace and purity.


For the sun, no need to pine.
Don’t waste precious time mourning.
The stars will twinkle and shine.
The sun will rise come morning.





LOST IN THE FULL MOON

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A beautiful fall day.

A pebbled path through the red.

I’ve come outside to play.

Fantasies flow through my head.

The leaves glitter red

Until the day turns dark.

I’m safe in my bed,

A red swirl in the park.

Rain pelts the park.

The wind cackles.

I flee in the dark

On raised hackles.

The path is gone.

Night has come too soon.

The path is gone,

Lost in the full moon.

BENEATH THE TREE

 

Beneath the tree

 

The tree appears dark and looming.

It could use some proper grooming.

 

I want to take a walk between its legs,

growing tall from the ground like giant pegs.

 

By its rules, we must strictly abide.

Imagine the secrets it must hide.

 

Come walk with me in its dark shade.

Through the fallen leaves we will wade.

 

A canopy of leaves above our heads

As we fall asleep in our leafy beds.