THE GREEN

 

 

The clouds brush the water.

Pink blends with green.

The crooked tree prays.

But it can’t be seen.

 

A rower drifts alone,

Held aloft by the green.

A fantasy world held close.

But it can’t be seen.

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EYES TO THE SKY

 

Light squeezes between the leaves.

Eyes to the sky serve me best.

Rays cast hot fingers on me.

Sun has passed its daily test.

 

The circle widens and deepens.

A place to while away the day.

I keep to its rounded corners.

A place I’ve come to love and pray.

 

SUNSHINE FOR ME

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A dark and gloomy day.

I’m tempted to say, “Hey,

I’m here on vacation, you see,

I only want sunshine for me.”

 

The clouds are moving past.

They’re moving kind of fast.

Maybe the sun has listened to me.

A great day it will finally be.

MY DEAR SUNFLOWER

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MY DEAR SUNFLOWER

 

Can you grow in the dark,

Or do you need a light?

I will see on a lark

If you grow in the night.

 

The light grows dim.

Shadows take the day.

I can see you,

Standing up to pray.

 

Your arms spread out wide.

Your face to the moon.

You never need to hide.

It will be the day soon.

 

TEARS

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I cry in the morning.
I cry into the night.
Tears to fill an ocean.
I won’t give up the fight.
I will wait each...

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I cry in the morning.

I cry into the night.

Tears to fill an ocean.

I won’t give up the fight.

I will wait each day.

Bow my head and pray.

You’ll return to me.

I can’t set you free.

 

 

GRIMOIRE

I stare into the dark.
Your future will be stark.
My grimoire burns bright,
flames to a great height.
Death is coming your way.
I bow my head to pray,
“This won’t be a paradise for long,
soon you will be singing a sad song.”
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I stare into the dark.

Your future will be stark.

My grimoire burns bright,

flames to a great height.

Death is coming your way.

I bow my head to pray,

“This won’t be a paradise for long,

soon you will be singing a sad song.”

 

THE DEAD GAME 

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ARMIES OF RED

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I stand alone.

In armies of red.

To face the night.

While others are dead.

 

Come no closer.

Fear my open face.

Stay away from here.

But they quicken their pace.

 

Tomorrow will be here soon.

l am all that is left.

Bow your heads in prayer.

Thank the gods for the rest.

 

THE DEAD GAME

 

MOON SHADOW

My favorite poem. I had to share it again.

 
 
MOON SHADOW
I live in the shadow of the moon.
I have grown and sprouted much too soon.
I will try with all my might
To live in the bright sunlight.
I close my eyes but yet I’m still here.
Sitting on a branch next to a pear.
My petals are white as snow
Because of this fact I know.
I will never be awake at day
No matter how hard I wish and pray.
For I live in the shadow of the moon 
And I’m slated to sing the nightly tune.

MOONSHADOW

MOONSHADOW

I live in the shadow of the moon.
I have grown and sprouted much too soon.
I will try with all my might
To live in the bright sunlight.

I close my eyes but yet I’m still here.
Sitting on a branch next to a pear.
My petals are white as snow
Because of this fact I know.

I will never be awake at day
No matter how hard I wish and pray.
For I live in the shadow of the moon 
And I’m slated to sing the nightly tune.

HAPPINESS

 

I’ve been dared to write a poem.

I sit here and I will show em

That I can write about bliss

But it will be hit or miss.

Happiness hasn’t been my friend.

On white wings heaven does not send.

I seek it every day.

A sneak of it I still pray

Will rain down upon me

Before I’m gone to sea.