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.

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.

WHAT DO YOU SEE?

WHAT DO YOU SEE?

The mind is complex.

It stores information.

It reasons.

But it’s also creative.

I see a butterfly and its shadow.

Did my reasoning or past data

tell me this?

No.

It was the creative part of my brain,

working on over-drive.

What do you see?

DARK OF NIGHT

A shadow appears in the distance.

It’s dark like the night.

Who is it?

It looks human.

It is coming closer.

Even the grass is

trembling in fear.

Should I hide?

Or should I run?

Too late.

It’s here.

And I’m not anymore.

WHAT DO YOU SEE?

What do you see in the picture?<br /> Do you only see a tree?<br /> Or do you see more?<br /> Do you see light peeking<br /> out from the tree?<br /> I see light and shadows<br /> and a whole horror story.<br /> But that’s just me.

What do you see in the picture?

Do you only see a tree?

Or do you see more?

Do you see light peeking

out from the tree?

I see light and shadows

and a whole horror story.

But that’s just me.