Rising from blades of grass,
A dense blanket of jade,
Stands a mosaic bird bath,
The place for birds to play.
Water mirrors the sapphire sky,
Reflecting fragments of clouds,
As a bird comes in to land,
With a soft, splashing sound.
Beneath the surface he submerges,
Fluttering his feathered wings,
Once satisfied, he rises again,
Hear him joyfully sing.
Attracting the attention of his friends,
More birds decide to bathe,
Each chirping merrily,
Oh, how busy the birdbath is today!
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Little ladybird, red with spots, Alone. Hidden in the crease of a leaf, Dancing around, fluttering wings, Yielding a spotted black wreath.
Milky indulgence, In a glass, Little strawberries on top, Key to love, at last. Slimy berries, Hidden under the pinkness, All beautifully crimson, Kings of loveliness. Everyone loves a milkshake.
#OutOfTheBlue. this world has a paint palette. to shape who we are and aren't. sometimes the paints are good. sometimes using them isn't so smart. on the palette you will find many things.
An eternal twister, In the corner of the room, Winding around, You'll reach the top soon. Smothered in shadows, From the morning sun, Embellished with spotlights, Trodden on by everyone.
a palette holding many colors. from red to yellow, and blue to green, and all the colors in between. the finest palette allowing you to paint anything your imagination allows.
Shooting stars, bottled up, In a small plastic case, Tiny specs of imagination, Dotted in a lattice lace.
screaming and fighting. no where to go or get away. music is my escape from this haunted reality. plug in your earphones, and tune the world out. everyone is gone, just you and your music.
Clickety click, The keys are pressed, Clickety click, The paper is dressed.
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