FLUSH OF PINK

… the inner gauge is rising to its peak …

 

Anger raises its head

as I thrash in my bed.

The hot flush of pink is flowing.

To my brow, it isn’t slowing.

 

I remember his aqua eyes

as he retold his many lies.

I watched the grim line of his frown

as he turned my world upside down.

 

I won’t let him ruin my night.

I need him out of my sight.

No more meetings in the dark

beneath the elm in the park.

 

No more whispers as we walk.

I know the town loves to talk.

I say goodbye to my fickle love

as the moon bows its head above.

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OF THE NIGHT

 

His hand reaches for me.

He wants me for The Dead.

I won’t yield to his call.

He wants me in his bed.

 

I’m surrounded by his kind.

Their cries echo in the night.

He swoops closer from the sky.

Oh, what a beautiful sight.

 

He’s a creature of the night.

I’m crazy to want him so.

I can’t resist his sad face.

He is not a friend but a foe.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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HOLD ME

 

Cover me with your yellow light.

Hide me from the night’s evil plight.

 

Take me in your arms and hold me.

Come down to me on bended knee.

 

I need you tonight and forever more.

Hold me so tight until I’m hurt and sore. 

THE ROAD TO NOWHERE

wanderthewood:
“ by sannalinn
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THE ROAD TO NOWHERE
Life takes us on a ride.
A path with no guide.
A ride for no rhyme or reason.
A circle with no side.
A path deep into the jungle.
People passing along the way.
Traps to trip us up.
Lurking demons...

 

wanderthewood:

by sannalinn

 

THE ROAD TO NOWHERE

Life takes us on a ride.

A path with no guide.

A ride for no rhyme or reason.

A circle with no side.

 

A path deep into the jungle.

People passing along the way.

Traps to trip us up.

Lurking demons held at bay.

 

The end leaves us with more questions.

Not answered along the way.

A destination with no purpose.

No clarification for our stay.

 

RETREAT

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RETREAT
A place for our dreams,
An earthly retreat.
Follow my heart’s beat.
Can you feel the heat?
The earth is alive.
Its core is on fire.
Come with me, darling.
I feel your desire.
It’s all too...

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RETREAT

A place for our dreams,

An earthly retreat.

Follow my heart’s beat. 

Can you feel the heat?

 

The earth is alive.

Its core is on fire.

Come with me, darling.

I feel your desire.

 

It’s all too soon gone.

The door is closing.

It’s being washed out

By the sea’s hosing.

 

Don’t run from the truth.

Please come back to me.

You can’t turn away.

I know you love me.

 

Goodbye to Oasis

 

 

THE DEAD GAME – Goodbye to Oasis

Waves crashing to shore.
I can’t take much more.
Water hitting my face.
I can’t keep this fast pace.

Creatures at my back.
My world turns to black.
Fear fills me with dread.
It’s the walking dead.

I flee the streets of town,
Sidewalks a muddy brown.
The horrors follow me,
Nowhere safe left for me.

I can see the church’s tower.
It used to be the town’s power.
Now it stands defeated and dark.
I must cut through the shadowed park.

What future is there for this town?
Everything is upside down.
The Dead have come for us at last.
We will soon be part of the past.

THE DEAD GAME

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WASH AWAY MY PAIN AND SORROW

 

 

 

Please wash away my sorrow and pain.
Let it flow down the streets with the rain.
Dissolved in torrents of despair and sadness,
Joining others on its way past the madness.

The ocean may take it far away,
To places, we cannot even say.
Where no one recognizes its sting
Or knows the infliction it can bring.

Let the rain grow harder with its might,
Becoming hail on this fateful night.
I want to be free of all traces
Of unwanted feelings and faces.

My body grows cold from the rain.
It stands clean and free from the pain.
Shivers create a path down my spine,
As I wait in the dark woods of pine.

I hold my head high to the wet spray.
It becomes a mist of blue and grey.
The faucet has turned off for the night,
Leaving me feeling clean and so right.

STAND TALL

BUDS OF HOPE
In midst of despair and sorrow
Rise buds of hope for the morrow.
Still standing upright and strong
Against all that can go wrong.
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In midst of despair and sorrow
Rise buds of hope for the morrow.
Still standing upright and strong
Against all that can go wrong.

These are extreme times of confusion and change,
Media expanding over a broader range.
We are attacked by sounds from each direction,
Leaving no time for thinking and reflection.

These flowers know what’s real,
They go by what they feel.
Away from the hustle and bustle,
They grow wild without any tussle.

A day to clear my cluttered mind is all I need.
To recharge my battery is what I should heed.
I’ll recharge in a quiet place like this.
A zest for life is what I dearly miss.

 

LOST AND ALONE

Lost & Alone

Lost and alone in my head,
Can’t fall asleep in my bed.
Waves crashing in my mind,
Pain is all I can find.

Take a walk on the beach I’m told
To clear the cobwebs from their hold.
But here I’m alone with the surf,
Lost and alone on my own turf.

The boat’s foghorn​ echoes my grief,
A loss profound beyond belief.
The soulful sound takes me away
To happier times I can say.

To times when you held me
And told me you loved me.
Those times are gone for good,
Forget I know I should.

At night when I close my eyes to sleep,
All I can see is our love so deep.
As hard as I might try,
I can’t let go and fly.

So here I walk on the beach,
Knowing you’re out of my reach.
But still, ​I yearn and burn
For a love, ​I can’t earn.