A Place
Someday We all get a ticket A ticket out of here To a place I'm unsure of A place I don't know where What's it like.
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Someday We all get a ticket A ticket out of here To a place I'm unsure of A place I don't know where What's it like.
A warm and gentle breeze caresses my face as I sit back and watch the sun as it disappears below the shimmering horizon.
Darkness welcomed, With the coming of the moon, Stars befriended, Our dreams end soon, Night has beauty, Majority missed, Owls on duty, Midnight kissed.
A crisp, clear night When my breath rises As a serenade to the stars, Little wisps of life That will not neatly end But fade out, carried upward By some celestial current Which science cannot label,...
#nightdwellers Seas of back and white and grey, Rise of Night and fall of Day. I look around as the colours fade, From white to a much darker shade.
It sparkles in the sky Shining down from up so high. It reassures me that I'm not alone Because before, I hadn't known. The star stays still, silent I know that it's not violent.
I took a walk. Down an old country lane. There was beauty. With each step that I'd take. There were seas of pure green. That just had to seen. Down that old country lane. I took a stroll.
#adventchallenge. I C I C L E. C L. I C. C I. L.C. Ei. I look out of the window. in the morning light. Across the top of the conservatory. I see you icicles holding tight.
Harmonic Sunrise overhead. Gets me up from out of my bed. Radiant light brightens atmosphere. Leaves me in awe as I'm laying here. Your colors play such a cheerful tune.
Sitting within my walls of glass. Hot cup of tea in hand. I wait for the sun to rise. Over this green and pleasant land. Each morning this week. I have welcomed the low winter sun.
Star Light. Star Bright. Dark Blue. Midnight. Silver Flecks. Night Sky. Up Above. So High. Twinkle Here. Twinkle There. Starry Shapes. Everywhere. Stretched Across. Velvet Sky. Midnight Blue.
I closed my eyes. Held my arms out beside me. The air caressing my body. The sun burning the backs of my lids. My hair moving this way and that. And whipping against my face. And then that sound.
Standing, watching the world go by. No need to ask for reasons why. Reassuring, to watch life unfold. Watching others, lives be told. Hurriedly, some walk with panic.
I stood outside In the piercing November cold, Back pressed Against Rough brickwork, Looking at The expanse Of omnipresent Deep black, Pitted with Veiled stars, And wondered If you...
Can I just fall away to drift,. From an ancient crystal cliff,. Where above the sky is alight,. Giant red-orange burning bright,. The sunset of forgotten moons,. Hearts and lovers tired old swoons,.
Golden rays of happiness, Reach down from the heaven above, To kiss the surrounding prairie.
Waiting, waiting, still waiting. For the sun to drop over the horizon. The weight of the day too strong to hold itself up. It's fall is inevitable and slowly and reluctantly. The night is closing in.
I stand at the edge of the world. The abyss looks soothing in its darkness and unimaginable depth.
#household. There she sits, my Lady Grey. I wonder what she sees today. Stone eyed voyeurs, lust, intrude. The price you pay as a sculptor's nude. In essence you are very old.
A dragons egg wound up in my hand. What shall I do with it. Stick it in the sand?. A unicorns egg wound up in my hand. What shall I do with it. Put it in the middle of land?.
When darkness falls. And all around night owls call. I wonder if you can see it too. I wonder if you hear it too. When the stars twinkle. Like a fairy dust sprinkle. I wonder if you can see it.
As I look out my window pane. The glass all squeaky clean. I see a lonely twinkling star. Blazing a hole through space. I think it looks so beautiful. A-twinkling up above.
Sitting in the garden star gazing. It's strange to think that all those tiny twinkling dots that cover the night sky are giant balls of gas, billions of miles away.
And so at last I rest my head, my body tired and worn, Blessed sleep comes easily, caressing me 'till dawn, And still I linger for a while, my drowsiness complete, Until I raise to meet the morn, the...