What may the future hold?
A life bleak and so cold.
Buildings of concrete and stone.
Leafless trees of green foam.
Sunlight only a reflection.
Lighted sabers for protection.
A future hard to bear.
A future all too near.
THE FUTURE
near
A TOUCH OF PINK
A touch of pink in the night.
I do not need too much light.
I grow and bud in the dark.
Please take a walk in the park.
Can you feel me touch your hair?
If you cannot, please come near.
I sprout in the spring for you and me.
A prettier sight you cannot see.
A FUTURE ALL TOO NEAR
where is everyone? by travisanderson
What may the future hold?
Buildings of concrete and stone.
Travel by flying cars.
Trees of green foam.
Sunlight only a reflection.
Lighted sabers for protection.
A future hard to bear.
A future all too near.
A RAINBOW OF DELIGHTS
Follow me.
Through the colors.
Past shimmering glass.
Over piles of crayons.
Colorful sticks ahead.
Cotton balls above.
Can you hear the drums?
The beat of the winged creatures.
Flying so close to the ball of fire.
Feathers taking flight.
Come closer and see.
What my imagination has wrought.
A scene near and dear.
To my thoughts and dreams.
TAKE A CHANCE
The road to nowhere
or anywhere.
Your choice.
Where to go?
North or south?
East or west?
Home or far away?
Take a chance.
Pick a direction
and just drive.
Drive for hours.
Stop only to eat and sleep.
Where will you end up?
Your heart will lead you,
guide you to the end.
Then stop.
Look around.
Is there where you want to be?
Is this what you’ve been searching for?
If yes, then stay.
If not, go home.
Are you one
for chances?
Go find out.
THE END
The end is here.
The end could be near.
What do we fear?
Do we fear failure?
Do we fear the final proof
of the emptiness of our existence?
Well, we should.
SUSANNE LEIST 