Naturally
Where the flowers grow Wild and free I lose the world And find me Naturally What will be, will be
Tag: Rhyme
Stirring
Calm Eerily still A secret held With iron will The force of which Builds and builds Billowing Until it spills Lightning bolts From steely eyes Thunder cracks From deep inside Stirring The peaceful sky
Be Still
Be still When the day is long Troubles persist All hope is gone Be still In the dark of night Feeling lost In a never-ending fight Be still For you are not alone Greater Grace Will guide you home Be still And know
Curious Seagull
A curious seagull Down at the shore Slowly strutted over And was hard to ignore Did he stop to eavesdrop Or did he have something to say Was he merely hoping To share a doughboy that day It was probably the food It usually is The curious seagull Thought the doughboy was his But his… Read More Curious Seagull
Flame Red
The sun dipped down Behind the trees That swayed and danced In time with the breeze Celebrating Another day’s end The flowers also cheered With a dip and a bend And when the sun saw The respect of them all She put on a show As she continued to fall Pink, orange, and purple Finally,… Read More Flame Red
Behold
Glass bottles Thrown from docks Burst under waves Break over rocks Rolled in the sea Tumbled by sand They run aground Back on dry land With edges buffed And shine frosted Glass once new Now worn and salted Ready to be found By a discerning soul Who’ll see someone’s trash As treasure to behold
Forest of Daisies
I’ve seen a forest of daisies And it’s a magical place Where petals come together In a loving embrace It’s a place for dreamers Where hope comes alive Where spirits are lifted Without having to try It’s a place of potential Where purpose is found Where seeds once planted Breakthrough dry ground In a forest… Read More Forest of Daisies
Silently
Silently As we sleep In the dark of night They crawl and creep Up in the trees Beneath the ground In the air and dirt Is where they’re found But the worst of these Invade our beds Nightmares that live Inside our heads As we sleep Silently
Patrol and Protect
There are no secrets On Mulberry Street Thanks to the canines That cannot keep Their sensitive noses Out of neighborhood news They’re first to sniff out Visitors and clues A car that passes A knock on the door A rogue raccoon A package from the store It starts with one bark Soon followed by more… Read More Patrol and Protect
“It’s the End of Summer!”
In my family We have a little joke About a funny statement My dad once spoke In the summer heat On Independence Day My dad said his truth In his own quiet way “Well, that’s it,” He said with a straight face His now-famous words He cannot erase “It’s 4th of July, Summer’s officially OVER!”… Read More “It’s the End of Summer!”
Jessica M. Collette 
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