Whispers
Words drop from lips Like leaves to the ground Colorful, textured Sounds Fall, falling, fallen Whispers Lost sentiments Of the season
Words drop from lips Like leaves to the ground Colorful, textured Sounds Fall, falling, fallen Whispers Lost sentiments Of the season
It started as a flicker A barely visible flame It kept on growing Until never the same A hellfire now burned Atop the candlestick Beads of deep crimson Dripped from the wicked wick Hotter and hotter The wicked wick burned Faster and faster It twisted and turned Sinister faces In its plumes of smoke With… Read More The Wicked Wick
It tiptoes in On summer sandals Over retreating tides Down leave-clogged channels October teases Of treats to come It tricks us whether Fall has begun But it cannot hide The chill in its air Or the game it plays Called Truth or Dare
She’s falling faster Day by day I beg the sun, “Please, can’t you stay? You make the day Warm and bright You’re the best defense For the darkest night.” With a slight smile She needed no words I knew her answer I knew she’d heard As I watched her fall Behind the earth I knew… Read More Birth
There’s a new threat This time of year From high in the treetops They suddenly appear A danger to our heads A scare to our feet A tasty treat Hungry squirrels eat Acorns invade Our quiet country streets
The breeze swirls Through the open window From deep in the night Where the summer stars twinkle A chorus of insects Sing a folksy song To the strumming of their strings An owl sings along The melody fades The night is still and calm Through the open window My serenade is gone Sleep tiptoes… Read More Open Window
Life is much better When you make it groovy Problems become lighter And you’re far less moody You find pleasure in The simple things You learn being happy More happiness brings Groovy is As groovy does So, choose to be groovy Just because
Spin with me I’ll spin with you On this wild ride Suspended in the sky ‘cause that’s just what Us earthlings do
Dreams may come Dreams will go Leaving the dreamer With nothing to show But the dreamer still shares What they’ve seen Peace, hope, and love If only in dreams
Everyone needs a friend Somebody to lean on Beginning to end
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