VISIT ME

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I used to walk free.

This is where I’ll be.

Alone in the night.

An unhappy sight.

Come and visit me.

I’m down by the sea.

Oasis is its name.

It has come to some fame.

For the game of The Dead

That’s played by the undead.

THE DEAD GAME

Kindle

http://amzn.to/1lKvMrP

Nook

http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj

TURNED TO STONE

enyaja:

TURNED TO STONE

I have turned to stone.

I’m chilled to the bone.

The coldness is spreading.

Where can this be heading?

Please help me.

You can see.

Life is at its end.

I can’t even bend.

Who’s my deadly foe?

I still need to know.

Leave me be.

You shouldn’t see

What I’ve become.

Leave and be gone.

ONE STEP AT A TIME

illusionwanderer:</p> <p>Photo: Greg Mote/Flickr</p> <p>The Wave, Arizona, U.S.</p> <p>Our problems can feel insurmountable at times.<br /> Obstacles too big to overcome.<br /> Life can be one long battle.<br /> But if we persevere we can reach our goals.<br /> If we do it one step at a time,<br /> we can fulfill our dreams<br /> and even find new ones.

illusionwanderer:

Photo: Greg Mote/Flickr
The Wave, Arizona, U.S.

Our problems can feel insurmountable at times.

Obstacles too big to overcome.

Life can be one long battle.

But if we persevere we can reach our goals.

If we do it one step at a time,

we can fulfill our dreams

and even find new ones.

ALL BY ITSELF

dehanginggarden:</p> <p>when blue is blue by chriseastmids</p> <p>In the dark of night,<br /> a plant grows by itself.<br /> Around it the land is barren.<br /> No colors shimmer in the darkness,<br /> besides the deep blue of its petals.<br /> It hangs its head down low,<br /> weeping for its loneliness,<br /> waiting for other flowers to bloom.<br /> But sadly, it must wait in vain,<br /> for no other plant will flower nearby.</p> <p>

dehanginggarden:

when blue is blue by chriseastmids

In the dark of night,

a plant grows by itself.

Around it the land is barren.

No colors shimmer in the darkness,

besides the deep blue of its petals.

It hangs its head down low,

weeping for its loneliness,

waiting for other flowers to bloom.

But sadly, it must wait in vain,

for no other plant will flower nearby.