amblin'
#movement. ambling along. writing a song. a poem or a line. feeling fine. no need to rush. or speed as such. just up with the birds. choosing my words. i'll take my time. when i write a rhyme.
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#movement. ambling along. writing a song. a poem or a line. feeling fine. no need to rush. or speed as such. just up with the birds. choosing my words. i'll take my time. when i write a rhyme.
Cerulean drops just like those eyes Umbrella is used as a disguise Run.
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,.
My heart is metal,. With cranes and cranks,. A common know-it-all,. As tough as tanks,. My heart is deep red,. Filled with passion,. And building dread,. From a love ration,. My heart is blue,.
#household #procrastination Rich hues of fiery red set the sky aglow Soft pinks and tangerine dreams alight upon my soul.
Going too fast,. The bonds are still tight,. Clever but clueless,. Lost in the light,. Stumble in meadows,. Sing in the park,. Flicker, so hopeless,. Dance in the dark,. Voices are calling,.
There's a little thatched cottage, In the southern part of Spain, Where the skies are always brighter, And there's never any rain.
My days are now full...of torturous pain. She's left me and broke me and I'm going insane. She says those three words followed by my name. I've found my true love and my heart is aflame.
A velvet sky above us, The clearest landscape drop, Swept like silk with rouchéd clouds, Which doesn't seem to stop.
I'm sick, I'm ill Definitely not well Probably just a bad flu Only time will tell. I've got no voice And a stuffed red nose I don't feel good at all I'll hang out with these girls and boys.
The Sun Rising Busy old fool, unruly Sun, Why dost thou thus, Through windows, and through curtains, call on us. Must to thy motions lovers' seasons run.
Quiet.
My life began before yours, A long road walked, Full of twists and turns, Easy paths, And hard, A worn, tarnished coin, Then you came, Standing out, Like a shiny new penny, Confusion...
I half a spelling checker, It came with my pea see. It plainly marks four my revue Mistakes I due knot sea.
You think you're such a big man, Coming around with your Shouts of whore And screaming at me until I give in to your will, Until I can cry no more.
#nature. Sunrise new tips his hat to you. Strikes a light to replace the night. A chilly start shows sunlit art. The cold gives way to a sunny day. Autumn smiles will light for miles.
I'd like to map my body. Have it scrawled with darksome ink. Covered with touching tendrils of words and art and spirit. To decorate and celebrate all that is within me.
Red for hurt. I’m red with pain. Blue for tears. For tears like rain. Green for the envy. That fast fills my heart. Purple for the problems. That keep us apart. Yellow for happiness.
Warning!. Extreme Mushy, lovey dovey, content that may give the wrong impression of me!!. Lol :-) #nightdwellers Just what happened to me and you Our promise in wooly cotton views.
Embrace the night. And submit to its suggestion. Welcome it's silence. Theres no more to question. Release the shadows. That shape your mind. Translate the darkness. And redefine. Accept your slumber.
I am a little twinkling star. A-shining down on thee. And I'm looking for some others. To keep me company. As I look from the heavens. Down on the Earth below. Beating hearts, I see by the dozen.
I could kiss the sharp night air, Make breathless love to the, Goddess Nocturnal, I've fallen for her umbra, I'd gladly sell my soul to her, If I could live on as a star, Shining, a beacon, after...
Like a warm sun ray On a late winter day, It lights up my heart And make the clouds part. Like a summer breeze It puts me at ease.
Thanks to @gazplend for writing this poem for me...