Behind That Umbrella
Under an umbrella Feet can still get wet From puddles that haven’t Evaporated yet So, step wisely Hold your head up high Behind that umbrella Is a clearing sky Behind that umbrella The sun’s about to shine
Tag: Whimsical
I Knew a Dog
I Knew a dog I knew a brown dog Who was sweet as can be With unconditional love She cherished me I knew a black dog Who loved to play Ignoring basic commands Like sit and stay I knew a yellow dog Who was always asleep His favorite pastime Was counting sheep I knew a… Read More I Knew a Dog
Dream New Dreams
Soft moonbeams Fill the void of night Reassuring, “Focus on the light. There’s no need to worry, Don’t worry about a thing. I’ll whisper words Until the morning sings. So, close your eyes, Rest your tired head, Dream new dreams Safe asleep in bed.” Soft moonbeams Fill the void of night Reassuring, “All will be… Read More Dream New Dreams
Sweeter
The trees bloom In shades of pink Bright white Light purple Cotton candy dreams To remind us Life’s much sweeter Than it sometimes seems
Peekaboo
Playing peekaboo With the dirt below Whimsical petals In the sun glow In pastel shades Pearly white Tiny flowers rise To hug the light Kissing the dark Cold dirt goodbye Embracing the day Reaching for the sky
Eternal
A call to spring A call to better things Where newness blooms From dust and gloom Taking root To grow eternal
How to Fly
It unraveled all at once Picked up by the wind Soon it’d be impossible To ever reel it in It had a taste of freedom Up there in the sky It danced with the clouds It now knew how to fly
Last Light
A little more color Seeps into the dark Orange and pink Swirling ribbon marks Stretch across the sky Between day and night Between sun and moon Glorious last light For but a moment Holding off the night
Lost in Translation
We type on the keyboard And words come out But lost in translation Is a whisper, a shout We can’t hear tone Behind a digital screen Which leaves us guessing “Is that what they mean?” Sometimes we’re right Sometimes we’re wrong Sometimes we’re as confused As the day is long Still, we hope our intentions… Read More Lost in Translation
Imprints
Were these delicate imprints Born of want or need Part of a journey Or hunger to feed A set of frenzied steps To find the flock A defensive maneuver To avoid a hawk A peaceful protest Against avian greed A rain dance To conjure up more seed Cracked shells fly From where they perch and… Read More Imprints
Jessica M. Collette 
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