FACES TO THE SKY

1 Faces to the sky

 

Faces to the sky.

Lift them way up high.

Smiles so bright and wide.

You’ve nothing to hide.

Yellow hair to the sun.

It’s time to have some fun.

Long, green leaves clap to the song.

This morning, nothing is wrong.

Deep roots rumble in the ground.

To a beat, you’ve lost and found.

A field of dancers shakes the earth.

I watch as I bubble with mirth.

 

 

 

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THE TREE

1 The Tree

The tree spreads its limbs wide
to absorb the light of the sun.
Its leaves glow in the waning afternoon light.
Soon the sun will leave yellow trails
around the tree’s massive trunk
as it sets for the day.
The shadows grow longer.
The colors become dimmer.
The sun bows its head goodbye.
Looming shadows signal the next stage.
The glow of the moon takes centerstage.
The tree spreads its limbs wide
to absorb the light of the rising moon.

LOST IN A SEA OF FLOWERS

 

I want to walk through a meadow of flowers,

breathing in the sweet taunting fragrance.

I want to let my hair down to fly free

as the warm breeze tickles my hot skin.

I want to lie down on the soft yellow pillows,

my face to the sun looking down from above.

I want to be lost in the sea of flowers,

Where no one will ever find me again.

A DREAM

 

Rays of sunshine color my world.

In shades of yellow and green.

Palm trees wave in the breeze.

Cooling my face on this summer day.

I bathe my face in the cold water.

Water droplets let loose in the humid air.

Soon my body is floating on the water.

As it carries me downstream.

I don’t care if my clothes get wet.

I must follow my dream on this hot day.

FACE OFF

 

Sunflowers face off.

They’ve come alive.

Invading my dreams.

Becoming my nightmare.

Green arms to strike.

Yellow faces too grim.

A field behind each.

Ready for the battle ahead.

THE DEAD GAME

 

UNTIL THE MORNING LIGHT

 

The moon shows its head.

It’s past time for bed.

It casts a yellow glow.

I can hear the winds blow.

Time for me to go inside.

There must be places to hide.

Until the morning light.

When the sun burns so bright.

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Busy as a Bee

 

A flower is a perfect spot.

The yellow looks scrumptious to me. 

Pink flowers will be my next stop.

I’m happy as a buzzing bee.

Spreading joy through the leafy green.

Nectar to my toes through my nose.

Stopping here and there in between.

Sharing everywhere like a hose.

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A PLACE FOR ME

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A forest so green and pure,

I want to be there for sure.

Colors to brighten life

without a bit of strife.

This is definitely the place for me,

where I can be as free as I can be.

Pink and yellow flowers fill up the day.

No where prettier I can safely say.