FROM THE DEEP

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The waves are churning.
My face is burning.
What’s coming for me.
I don’t want to see.
It rises from the deep.
When all are fast asleep.
The Dead come ashore.
For me they’ve come for.
There’s nowhere to...

 

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The waves are churning.

My face is burning.

What’s coming for me.

I don’t want to see.

It rises from the deep.

When all are fast asleep.

The Dead come ashore.

For me they’ve come for.

There’s nowhere to run or hide.

I refuse to take their side.

The Dead will not win.

They’re dripping with sin.

THE DEAD GAME

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LIGHT UP THE WORLD

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Wiggle.

Shake.

Whirl.

Life is good.

Life is beautiful.

In so many ways.

With so many colors.

Purple.

Blue.

Fuchsia.

Do a little dance.

Shake your rainbow.

Light up the world.

A Darkness To My Soul

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The black abyss grabs hold,

Taking me down into its soul.

Reflections of hell and beyond,

Pushing me down deeper.

Away from the light of day,

I will bring out my worst.

Take me down to the bottom,

Where no human has tread.

Away from the light,

I will make my dark bed.

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ONLY A PICTURE

 

 

Can a picture capture the ocean?

Can it reveal changing colors,

ripples of the waves,

reflections of the deep?

A mirror to the sky.

Hold the picture up high.

The image lies flat and stagnant,

missing the life and energy

of nature’s creations.

BENEATH THE SURFACE

 

 

So hot.

Hot flames.

Fires burning deep.

Beneath the surface.

Rumbling.

Splitting rocks.

Seeking an exit.

The earth is alive.

Ready to explode.

Did you have any doubts?

Were you a skeptic?

Seeing is believing.

Sizzle.

Pop.

Run!

MUSIC OF THE DEEP

 

MUSIC OF THE DEEP

Colors of the rainbow swirl by,

Swimming free to the beat of their own.

A harmony of  movement

Following the slow tempo of the deep.

Take me down under your waves,

Where the world glows a blue green.

Cover me with your cold arms,

A baby blanket of softness.

Into the deep darkness,

Where a silent cocoon awaits me.

I WILL SURVIVE

 

 

Water surrounds me.

On all sides.

Ice cold water.

Like a hand from below.

Pulling me deeper.

Deeper into the unknown.

I must hold on.

Hold onto life.

Waves pushing me.

Farther from the shore.

I will swim.

I will tread water.

I will keep my head high.

Above the water.

I will survive.

BLACKNESS

 

 

Blackness beckons.

Floating in green.

Cocooned in coldness.

Fingers grab me.

Teeth rip at me.

Fish beside me.

THE DEAD  below me.

A cold hell for me.

THE DEAD GAME

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