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What would happen If you were to freeze wind And keep it in a Mason jar In the basement What would happen If a seed Grew into a flower And kept moving Thickening and morphing To become a tree.
#nightdwellers Her heart distorted frantically in the eerie night air; the once dank haven of her beloved crypt stood ablaze; ashes crashed towards her, they wove fast into her auburn hinted hair;...
Life hides chances, Time steals deliberately The days, the weeks, the months The years, I fear Are falling away from me But I am Salamander Regenerating continuously Sever a finger, With your...
Field of flowers, hope so bright, Just the one I need. Set me free, launch my flight, Plant my new grown seed. Round I wander, picking stems, Grow my mind just right.
One morning I shall wake. Amid the new days break. The living will be easy. And not so tough to take. One morning I will find. Something good within the grind. Beautiful and gentle.
SHe lets me listen, when she moves me, Words are not like other words She takes me, from under my arms She plants me, in a distant cloud And the black rain in my eyes Falls in torrents, torrents She...
I stated at him. What was once a fiery ginger ruby red eyed and tanned man was now a jet black glowing grey eyes pale blue bodied, well I don't know what he was.
Wake up, it's a new day. Find a brand new word to say. It's time to reinvent yourself. Clear all the dust that's gathered on the shelf. Start, don't stop, explore the fun.
Paper wings, a sequence of disguise. Springs rainbow of delight, multi-coloured surprise. Resting on the blossomed, fluttering through rays of light. A peacuful existance, brightening up days plight.
Snow Hawk, Sparrow Hawk, Chasing through the trees, Hunting mice, Racing moles, If only I could be...
With nothing to hide she glides smoothly and proudly down the candle lit hallway. Everyone stares at her carefully braided golden hair and her lightly tanned complexion.
Great things comes from taking the road not traveled, entering the door never opened and saying the unsaid.
Balance is ever so necessary in life, yet all things are constantly moving to a state of greater disorder.
Golden girl With golden ribbon in her hair, Celebrated, golden, The sunshine child The Monday child, Oh so fair of face Such a smile as would put Sun's rays to shame.
Time takes it's toll Souls off for a stroll Into the darkness Out of the old carcass In to the new Looking for a better view Out with old in with the new The life that they knew Is in the past...
Carved of chocolate, Made of gold, Something new And something old. Spirals reaching, Clouds grip tight, Flags are swaying, Birds mid-flight.
B elle was her name E very mans dream A lways wanting to read was her aim U nknown to her how life would change T rue love has no boundaries Y outhful looks a beauty so divine A beast by his...
The clock strikes twelve, With chimes and squeals, My eyes go wide, Time's on my heels. I run from him, My riches. Rags, The wide, blue skirt, Deflates and sags.
#beginningline As the snow melted, I wept in awe; The purest, most wonderful green of life had remained; Despite everything, despite the terror.
This is NOT where I thought it was going to go... 3/4 of the first line stolen from "Fly Like an Eagle" by a band or singing or... Aha. MUSICIAN who I forget their name.
Every choice I've made. Has brought this moment here. This chapter of my life begins. I really hold no fear. I'll scale all the rainbows. That come from cloudy skies. And wipe away the tears.
Once upon a time a fish, A little boy did make a wish, His dream was cast upon a line, To be a Man in future time For years the boy sat in wait, Trying so many kinds of bait; School & Work & Girls &...
I am in Barracuda Mood, Breaking free of shoals, hunting bigger Fish than me, craving today a Delicacy, raw, delicious fresh, Sushi from the city.
@BethyBoo There were five altogether. Four were forged and melted by war. One was at peace. But this story isn't about the nice one. This story is about the one that won the war.