Summer Skies
Through darkness it shines, Light dances on frosted skin, A new summer grows..
The tamest cat has a tiger inside.
Through darkness it shines, Light dances on frosted skin, A new summer grows..
Nature takes her time, To make the best of the world, We have left behind..
A silent flicker of dazzling shine,. Across and beyond the deepest skies,. Rippling over the salty brine,. In flushes of colour, in jade she flies,. Bring heart to the temple,. The crimson and gold,.
Batman. Goes down the alleyway, Car comes the other way, Flatman. ~My Brother.
In dark, dusty streets and blackened squares,. Orbs of glowing bright light, in pairs,. Light up the lives of passers by,. Give hope to those who need to try,.
All is quiet, peaceful, still,. People, oblivious, carry on, until,. The sky darkens, a muddy blue,. A hundred feet high and heading for you,. Devouring houses, swallows a town,.
A twirl of wind,. The slightest gust,. Brushed away,. To turn to dust,. Then comes heavy,. Wind and rain,. Bearing down,. Intent on pain,. The force of purest nature,. The turn of stormy seas,.
Don't go chasing shadows, or the shadows might chase you back. ~Me.
Have you seen the dancing shadows.
Douglas' story was rather unnerving, it scared me, and I wasn't easily scared. "Have you ever walked on the moor at night?" "No," I replied, trembling slightly.
I hated the countryside the first time I saw it, looming Dartmoor hills, it felt wrong, it made me miss London, where you could see where you were going if the sky got dark, it was no place for a...
A cat allows you to sleep on the bed. On the edge. ~ Jenny De Vries.
Dogs come when they are called; cats take a message and get back to you. ~ Mary Bly.
Dusty paths of endless grey, Once the hunter, now the prey, Stumble through crowds of blurry strife, Busy murmur of urban life, People upon people, who couldn't care less, With their own problems,...
Soft, blinking eyes of shining night,. Open the curtains and see the light,. Everlasting emptiness, infinite, true,. Deepest shades of ebony-blue,. Speckled twinkles on a starry sky,.
Miko, the ancient varg word for small and fast, it fit, the tiny cub had grown accustomed to following her now.
A binding of fate seals your demise,. Bound by destiny, tonight the dead rise,. We seep into dreams, memories and desires,. Watch from the corners, looking glass through fires,.
Muscles tense as golden paws lift,. Large, but silent, beat as the sand shifts,. Mane wafts in the light breeze,. Across the savanna with effortless ease,. Eyes, luminescent, amber lure,.
She could feel it, the danger was getting closer, deep in her bones. She knew this feeling, she had felt it before they took her there, to the nightmare.
Twisting ivy wrapped around ebony wood,. Jade leaves hang from trees strongly stood,. Draped vines curling, dripping dewdrops down,. Floor covered in small things, fell from the treetop crown,.
Death, looming, the ominous sight,. Howling screams all through the night,. Shouting, searching, calling my name,. But I shall not play death's twisted game,. Hooded figure, pure darkness, cloaked,.
She had been aware of the danger in this place for some time now, inch deep claw marks were slashed across various trees, and blood spatters were lying across the dry ground, she was sure of one...
Light, fluffy ornaments of the sky,. Oh, mystical clouds, please tell me why,. You are ever so high up, beyond the tallest reach,. It is you who blocks the sun from the warmest beach,.
It was cramped in her little tree-hole, but comfortable, despite the bloodstains of the previous owner on the walls.
She had never seen a place like this, barely any snow, and covered in green, it felt warm on her paws.
She had been in the cave for a while now, still dealing with what had just happened, not knowing what to do next. Finally, she plucked up the courage to explore her new surroundings.
She pushed herself forward through the blizzard. Maybe when the snow stopped she would know where to go, but that was unlikely, it never stopped snowing here.
She padded across the morning snow, she was really quite tired now. Not wanting to remember the night before, but it kept creeping up on her.
Flakes of icy wonder, falling softly from the sky,. A palace made of crystal ice, hidden in secrets and lies,. Queen of ice sit coldly on her throne,. A hardened stare, chilled to the bone,.
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Red and burgundy leaves floating gently down,. Summer no longer wears the season crown,. Autumn falls, a serene orange haze,. A burst of colour through the coloured maze,.
Queen of the ocean, commander of stars,. Destroyer of the sunbeam scars,. Goddess of the moon, brilliance and glow,. It is she who makes diamonds out of snow,.
Creature of the night, a shadow by day,. For when the sun rises, it must hide away,. Blood drips off lily-white fangs,. Jet black pelt where moonlight hangs,. Eyes on fire with blackened flames,.
Whispers passed from tree to tree, Forest magic and creatures free, Faeries dance across moonlit ponds, Their queen, dutiful to her royal bonds, Felfyre banished, ancient foes, Come to the forest,...
A darkened palace, a prison, a keep, Where blood runs down and secrets seep, Corridors, endless, shadows dance, But perfectly silent, still at a glance, Chains clink and clatter, in the blackness,...
Crystal clear pools of smelted frost,. Ebony-black eyes to never be lost,. Snow-covered fur shaking in bounds,. Breath in gasps of steamy clouds,. Ears pricked attentively, alert as always,.
Light, delicate, soft whispers of wind,. The whooshing wonder where angels take wing,. A hurricane's element, so changeable and strange,. What a brilliant mystery, with the greatest range,.
Tranquil serenity, most peaceful by far,. The flickering shadow beneath the stars,. Such a brilliant sadness, wonderful, true,. Liquid beauty, eternal, ever so blue,. Lit by fires that rest in flies,.
Enchanted, forgotten, alone for so long,. Hidden, ancient, never can it be wrong,. Trees twist and whisper softly as you pass,. Ponds crystal clear, and still as perfect glass,.
Sulphuric torment never to cease, Molten fury from hell's own lease, Eyes of brimstone, wings of flame, Beast of fire, agony's bane, Beneath the earth, deep, deep down, The beast awakens, flaming...
A bloodcurdling sound cracks through the night,. A piercing howl, a dreadful sight,. Beast so pure, blood running through,. The dark side is cold, but awfully true,.
An aerial hunter, silent as the breeze,. Searching for prey for his talons to seize,. A high-flying wonder, terror of the skies,. A piercing call echoes as he flies,.
Spots like raindrops lined with black, Falling softly on her glimmering back, Muscles ripple beneath golden hide, Dappled light falling from sunrise, A living work of art, wonderful, seldom...
Dappled forest light on an amber coat,. Early morning mist almost seems to float,. Slashes of black draped across her muscly pelt,. Soft, but deadly, fur like silky felt,.
Nowhere to go now, finally time to face,. The darkness inside of me, my utter disgrace,. The light burns my eyes, as they threaten my life,. I've trained hard for this, blood, sweat and strife,.
Pounding heart at a million per second, Her fantastic speed is a force to be reckoned, Dust scatters wildly as her claws scrape through, Lunging forward as if she has nothing to lose, Speeding up,...
A silent river, bathed in morning sun,. The awakening of today, the dawn has begun,. The flies buzzing wildly, petal to grass,. River, still, perfect as new-bought glass,.
Crashing through the icy surface, slowing down the fall,. But once beneath, the wondrous blue, I feel no pain at all,. Shoals of fish shimmer slightly, as I swim gently past,.
Shiny scales shivering, shifting,. A deadly head slowly lifting,. Amber eyes dilate with cunning,. For the rodent she stalks, no point in running,. Slithering forward, a flame in her eye,.
Across oceans, stormy skies,. Running through darkness twisted with lies,. The bond we share shall never fade,. Rivers of sapphire, forests of jade,. Far over mountains, where wolves call,.
The darkened leopard, black as night,. Padding through forests of misty twilight,. Jade coloured leaves shiver as she passes,. Pools of moonlight still as crystal glasses,.
An abandoned forest, so quiet and still,. The birds that live there, calling so shrill,. A secret oasis, hidden from sight,. In the darker times, put out the light,.
Deadly talons glinting past,. Silent gliding, but oh, so fast,. The dead of night, small things die,. When the hunt is on, eyesight lies,. The creatures scatter, the hunter dives,.
The beast moves swiftly across moonlit snow,. Her head is poised, but her disguise will never show,. The prey is ignorant, she is spookily silent,.
Gently walking across the edge of the sea, Feeling safe, as you're close to me, We watch the flickering sunlight dance, As evening comes, we become entranced, The sun is feeling tired now, he knows...
Be the change you wish to see in the world..
Through the heavens, across the sky,. The bird of fire shall always fly,. Over the treetops, gliding on the air,. Feral, wild, no home, no lair,. Evil flees, blackness runs,.
As I gaze upon the sunlit sky, just as the light disappears,. I think what it would be like to be a bird, free, no fears,. Birds may fly, just as fish may swim,. Life happens, try not to fall in,.
I am the shadow, hidden from sight,. I am the creature that lurks in the night,. I am always there, no matter what you see,. I am the thing that makes even darkness flee,.
Where darkness thrives and beauty dies,. Bring the bodies to say your last goodbyes,. A sadness, deep, perfection lost,. Many precious lives have not been without cost,.
Hooded, cloaked, obscured from sight,. Riding through the dead of night,. She may never stop to rest or play,. From the dusk of night to the dawn of day,. A message, she bears, marked on her skin,.
Tiny patterns across the sky,. Twinkling softly, they never lie,. Their mother, the moon, a wonder to behold,. Far more beautiful than anything you've been told,. The stars shine for you and me,.
She stalks, she hunts,. The prey is unaware,. She cannot be spotted,. She must take care,. The wind shifts,. The prey looks up,. A shiver from the grass,. Has given her up,. Cautious and frightened,.
Bound down to the scaled might, Lying to myself that it is alright, Finding blood upon my hands, Drawing my sword for the final stand, The dragon's word is my command, I struggle to save them, for...
I bear the marks, On my skin, The wild blesses me, From within, Cast out, Left to die, The people have left me, I must survive, The tide waits for no one, Just as the sea and sky, Light and...
Those of dragonblood, with eyes of flame,. Come forward, let us hear your name,. We fight for what is right, real and true,. Many are we, but the chosen are few,.
I am Ysera, the dragon of life,. On shimmering wings I fly,. Across vast oceans and through stormy skies,. Never to wither, never to die,. A lonely life is the one I must live,.
Looking out the window, On a cold and frosty day, Watching little birds chirp, It's sad, I have to say, I wish I was outside, Playing, having fun, I'm an outdoorsy type of cat, you see, I like to...
If you died tomorrow, What would you do today.
Bessie - "Winston, you are drunk, and what's more you are disgustingly drunk." WC - "Bessie, my dear, you are ugly, and what's more, you are disgustingly ugly.
A dragon is a noble creature,. Proud, strong and true,. Wings that stretch over mountains,. And eyes that shimmer like the moon,. A dragon is a wondrous beast,.
Aria the spirit wolf,. A serene, haunting beast,. Pads silently across moonlit snow,. Her grace moves with ease,. Queen of the snow land,. A predator, never seen,. A wondrous, perfect harmony,.
O pen, C urious, E ven, A mazing, N ever ending..
I am the place far away and close,. I am the source of light that emits no glow,. I am the place where wolves sing,. I am old, new, the strangest thing,. I am the place where many fear to go,.
Somewhere ancient,. A lone tree stands,. Holding secrets,. In its gnarly old hands,. It is as tall as the sky,. And as old as the earth,. It has witnessed the ages,. And lived out its worth,.
The elegant feline shadow, Ever-stalking, silent, free, The paw prints in the moonlight, A shudder from the tree, A whisper in the darkness, A quiver in her orange eyes, The tiny rodents...
A heart is a lonely Phoenix,. A spark, but not so bright,. When love is born and angels fly,. Comes the time when sparks unite,. The flame that burns through lovers true,. Is a bond sealed by fate,.
Feather, Flutter, Glide, Flap, Claw, Talon, Beak, Cap, Chirp, Chatter, Chitter, Tweet, Fly, Wing, Bird, Free..
Across vast snow-blankets and shimmering trees, a piercing sound will mark the spot, a scream, so impossibly sad, and so amazingly wonderful that none could mimic.
The word that shatters empires, builds warriors and makes heroes. The word that if whispered, brings doom, peace, serenity and chaos.
Beauty is the cries of those who care,. Beauty is in a confident persons mirror,. Beauty is the ocean, calm after a storm,. Beauty is children's smiles, weary but grateful,.
Congratulations, Your Majesty, on 60 incredible years on the throne.
I sing upon silent winds,. That one day we will be free,. Drenched in my own tears,. The curse of love is bound to me,. Light in the darkness,. A moth to a flame,. I sigh softly,.
Silence is beautiful,. Silence is still,. Silence is perfect,. Controlled by will,. Silence is the thing that lurks in the dark,. Silence is the thing ended by the lark,.
Horses seem to be less than pets, They are shot when they are too old, To race for their masters, a brutal thing For an animal so beautiful and so bold, It is a strange place, The industries of...
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The heart of the sky is lit in his eyes,. O, mighty eagle, predator true,. Guide us to the homeland,. Our families too,. Yes, he replied,. But a price you must pay,. The heart of your child,.
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Show me the valley,. Where the horses roam free,. Show me the forests,. That are covered by trees,. For soon the earth will change forever,. Soon there will be no more,. It is ending ever so quickly,.
A darkness is coming, The end is near, An end to the earth, That we should hold dear, Mother Earth weeps for her children, And what we have done to our home, Listen to her crying, Listen to her...
The wild is calling,. Across the sea,. Over the treetops,. You hold the key,. Free the wild,. It is golden and pure,. It is waiting for a saviour,. From mans deadly lure,. Nature is dying,.
The gentle giants of the forest, the sweeping motions of the elegant beasts. The perfect pace of the swinging overhead, but the forest is falling, tree by tree, the gentle beast must flee.
A pointless word, nobody needs it, end of story... ...Those with dyslexia will agree.
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Far across the flickering surface of the deep blue ocean. The mighty, but gentle beast calls, An Ooohh, and an Aaahhh, quaking the water's moonlit surface.
The sharpened claws, The blackened nose, The moonlit howl, The eyes that froze. O, majestic wolf, Widespread paws, Hunted and hunter, Deadly jaws.
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Tyger. Tyger. Burning bright, In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye, Could frame thy fearful symmetry. In what distant deeps or skies, Burnt in the fire of thine eyes.
What do you have if a lawyer is buried up to his neck in sand. Not enough sand..