AN ISLAND ESCAPE

 

 

AN ISLAND ESCAPE
Take me away from a world without color,
A world where life is dull and grey.
I want to swim through the ocean’s waves,
Where rainbows can frolic and play.

The sun’s rays shimmer off the water,
Leaving trails of gold, yellow, and red.
Beacons of light for me to follow 
To a new land where to lay my head.

I fly through the rolling waves,
Touching down on a spot of land.
I am lifted by arms of fountains 
And laid to rest on the pink sand.

Turtles scurry away from my hand. 
Birds fly around as they have fun.
The waves recede in their farewell dance,
Leaving me alone in the sun. 

Who lives on this small island?
It’s time for me to explore.
A hut of branches in a tree.
I must see if there is more. 

The steps are pretty steep,
I climb and step inside.
The room is small and dark. 
Who knows what it may hide?

I hear footsteps from the room beyond.
They’re coming closer to where I hide.
It’s too late to run for the door,
I must face whoever is inside. 

A man saunters into the room. 
Candles and two places set.
He throws me a big grin
As if I am his prized pet.

We both wait in silence.
He slowly moves toward me.
“I hope you like my surprise.”
I feel as cold as can be. 

I don’t like surprises.
Especially from him.
He keeps me at arms-length,
Not letting me in. 

I lower my eyes
From the fire in his eyes.
They’re consuming me alive,
I am burning from his lies. 

He makes an abrupt movement
And strides across the room.
He kisses me with great passion
Under the blood red moon. 

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A PLACE OF FANTASY

 

 

A place of fantasy there must be,
where blues and green merge in the deep sea.

Clouds create formations into works of art,
resembling soft cotton balls splitting apart.

I raise my face to the sunshine of the day,
the rays shooting sparks as they frolic and play.

The sand is soft beneath my feet,
warming my body with its heat.

Come with me and enjoy the dazzling sun,
we’re sure to have fun till the day is done.

A POEM WRITTEN FOR ME! by KENNY MCPHEE — “SPOOKY SUSANNE”

 

I’m surprised and honored to have a poem written for me by fellow poet, Kenny McPhee.  Most of my poetry is on the spooky side. I began writing poetry as a way to showcase my book. Soon I found I love to write poems. I’ve added nature and inspiration to my repertoire, but I’m basically a creepy poet.

 

SPOOKY SUSANNE

You enjoy a walk on the dark side, susanne
if you take a train, it will be the ghost train
if you have a dream, it will make you scream
you like to shiver and feel the menace
of demons, ghouls and shady fellers
you’re into stephen king and james herbert
I bet you have a rat for a pet
and paranormal tendencies

Nobody true, they say, but once in a while
a poet can make the spine tingle
with the rightness of his or her words. 


May you enjoy the holy terror, my dear,
forever more!  

TOUCH THE RAINBOW

 

 

TOUCH THE RAINBOW

 

I take the winding path shaded in red

instead of hiding in my comfy bed.

 

The road widens and narrows its scope

as it weaves away from any hope.

 

Blood red threatens the night sky

as laughter follows me high.

 

Rivers of crimson red coat my tired feet

as I walk the road of shame and defeat.

 

Why cannot life take the high road?

I ask if I may be so bold.

 

Ahead I see a bright light

as I rise with all my might.

 

I run toward the rainbow in my mind

in the colors and hues, I hope to find.

A TOWN WITH BLOODY SECRETS

 


Look at the pretty sky.
Such beauty way up high.
Clouds drifting by so slowly
Like a shrine to what’s holy.


All of this will come to an end.
Don’t bother to search for a friend.
The moon will rise up in the night sky
Into the danger from what lurks high.


Shadows will descend onto the sand,
Shrieking louder than a marching band.
What do they want from our peaceful town?
Death and mayhem–all served with a frown.

Run for your life if you still can.
There’s death for each and every man.
The Dead are here to stay.
They did not come to play.

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CASTLES

 

CASTLE IN THE SKY

The castle in the sky,
Oh my, oh my, oh my.
I so want to be there
and let down my long hair.
Water flowing by my feet,
such a miraculous feat.
A violin waiting at my feet, 
but I only want to go to sleep.
I must go on for now.
I just do not know how.
The waves look too strong,
But I could be wrong.
The water is parting for me.
I will walk through the raging sea.
The castle in the sky.
Oh, my, oh my.

HAIKU OF GOODBYE

 

 

HAIKU OF GOODBYE

 

The galaxy shines.

In awe of the human race.

It makes my heart race.

 

I cannot see far.

But I know what is right here.

It’s not far from here.

 

Heaven covers us.

Protects above and below.

To it, I must go.

 

Goodbye to my friends.

Time has come to abrupt end.

I shine for each friend.

THE WASHING MACHINE

 

 

I’m having a bad dream,

no, maybe a nightmare,

of a washing machine.

 

It wakes me up at night.

It rumbles and whispers.

I hope it won’t take flight.

 

It’s moving and grooving

to a beat of its own,

that is far from soothing.

 

It’s a horrible sight.

A machine set to hard.

It’s ready for a fight.

 

I scream into my pillow.

“My clothing is all too clean,”

then I weep like a willow.

MY HAIKU OF DEATH

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MY HAIKU OF DEATH

 

Sliding down below.

Where no one will dare to tread.

Down the dark hollow.

 

Darkness fills each side.

Gravity, my enemy.

No place left to hide.

 

I keep falling down.

Will I hit rock bottom hard?

I won’t land on down.

 

My descent goes fast.

I’ve come to my bitter end.

Life is in the past.

DARK WOODS

 

 

The wind whispers, ” Hello,”

to whom I don’t know.

I quicken my pace

to get out of this place.

Under the trees, I run

to a place in the sun.

I was at the beach,

within close reach.

But now I race in fear

that I’ll be found here.

“Take me out of here,”

I run fast in fear.