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.

THE SEARCH

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THE SEARCH

In the quiet summer night,

Light shining from a great height,

A search until morning light.

We hold firm with all our might

That we find what we’re searching for,

Before the night ends, shuts the door.

We need to find her before it’s too late.

We refuse to leave this up to mere fate.

A shout, a cry is heard in the dark.

It must be her alone in the park.

The light shines on her pretty face.

She sees us and picks up her pace.

She is crying and laughing at the same time,

A perfect ending to this story of mine.

THE DEPTHS OF DESPAIR

 

 

Anguish is my sole friend.

Tentacles wrap me close

with its wiry arms of despair.

The day holds no easement for my pain.

The sun shines too bright from its tall pedestal.

The night brings forth the proud moon

that rides the sky with its chariot of horses.

Its glow lights the hearts of the forgotten.

Its reflection soothes the troubled soul.

One more minute before I join the others.

The ones who search for the white reflection

in the cold depths below.

THE SEARCH

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THE SEARCH

In the quiet summer night,

Light shining from a great height,

A search until morning light.

We hold strong with all our might

That we find what we’re searching for,

Before night ends and shuts the door.

We need to find her before it’s too late.

We refuse to leave this up to mere fate.

A shout, a cry is heard in the dark.

It must be her alone in the park.

The light shines on her pretty face.

She sees us and picks up her pace.

She is crying and laughing at the same time.

A perfect ending to this story of mine.

FULL MOON

 

In the light of the full moon

I will follow your call.

In the dark forest

I will search for you.

Footsteps in the sand

I shall seek in the night.

I will not give up

until the morning light.

THE DEAD GAME

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THE SEARCH

THE SEARCH

In the quiet summer night,
Light shining from a great height,
Searching until morning light.
We hold strong with all our might
That we find what we’re searching for,
Before night ends and shuts its door.
We need to find her before it’s too late.
We refuse to leave this up to mere fate.
A shout, a cry is heard in the dark.
It must be her alone in the park.
The light shines on her pretty face.
She sees us and picks up her pace.
She is crying and laughing at the same time.
A perfect ending to this story of mine.

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.