READ A BOOK

 

 

In a quiet spot

On a soft chair

In the sun’s spotlight

I will read a book

 

Eyes wide open

Pages turning

Sunlight streaming in

I will read a book

 

Hands trembling

Tears falling

Sun warming my body

I will read a book

 

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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.

SOOTHING

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The sea flows through me.
I’m part of it you see.
Water fills my cells.
It rings all my bells.
Sunlight keeps me warm.
Nature is true to...

 

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“Isotonic Jacuzzi Process” serie by VALERIS

 

The sea flows through me.

I’m part of it, you see.

Water fills my cells.

It rings all my bells.

Sunlight keeps me warm.

Nature is true to form.

It protects us.

It nurtures us.

We’re all connected.

No less is expected.

 

MOONLIGHT PAIN

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I cry alone in the dark night.
The sun refuses to share light.
Lit by a fire from within.
Moonlight hits me like a sharp pin.
I grow paler by the day.
In this world I cannot stay.
Without light I will...

 

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I cry alone in the dark night.

The sun refuses to share light.

Lit by a fire from within.

Moonlight hits me like a sharp pin.

I grow paler by the day.

In this world I cannot stay.

Without light I will die.

My white petals will fly.

I’m left to be a thin stick

As I grow tired and sick. 

 

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.

DIE

Not so easy to kill The Dead.

A knife through the eye.

Won’t kill them.

A drink of poison.

Won’t kill them.

Let’s add some sunlight.

A sure hot spot for them.

A beheading for dinner.

Will clear the riffraff away.

A witch’s spell could do the trick.

Be careful of your weapon of choice.

The Dead don’t die easily.

THE DEAD GAME

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A QUIET SPOT

In a quiet spot.

On a soft chair.

In the sun’s spotlight.

I will read a book.

Eyes wide open.

Mind set to explore.

Sunlight streaming in.

I will read a book.

Hands trembling.

Tears falling.

Sun warming my body.

I will read a book.

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