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Monthly Archives: April 2016
Seeds
A peaceful island sits far off in the Pacific, where the flora and fauna live in easy abundance. The trees grow strong and produce many seeds, who continue along in the circle of life. One seed, named Xavier, fell from … Continue reading
Dental Work
I sit in the waiting room, bored and somewhat stressed, waiting for my turn. They tell me that I have it good now, that soon, I’ll be sluggish and in pain, so for now, I should just rest, and read … Continue reading
Alone
One blue-gray dolphin, four gray-blue dolphins, swimming along the coast. The first, blue-gray, dives down deep, letting the dark slide past and seaweed brush his blue-gray skin. Nose down, diving deep, ignoring the fish scrambling out of his way. Up … Continue reading
In The Dark
Heart thrumming, update coming, a slight fear of not being near, a surprising thought, realizing who’s caught, shoulders drooping, dark emotions looping. Head held high, determined not to cry, eyes set in a glare, fury yelling “It’s not fair!” Heart … Continue reading
Granted
The white birds soar through open skies, free, unappreciative of their freedom. But ostriches and penguins gaze after the swooping, soaring liberty, envious and resigned.
Doves
Six doves flying through Months of pain Later known as death *This is Title poetry. I used Natalie D. Richard’s Six Months Later.
Eternal Night
The still, dark Night cast his silver net around his newfound Light. Light slept by larks, inhaling peace from lilacs woken by Night’s barks.
Sometimes
Sometimes, it seems that things can’t get worse. The times when dreams are smooth tongued liars who do not curse. When it seems as if the point has be reached, when the bottom of the cliff at the bottom of … Continue reading
Recipe For A Good Time
First, gather some friends, as many as you can find; it’s a critical part, and without them you’ll be behind. Then, set some laughter bubbling. It’s easiest to do this when you and your friends are being quite silly and … Continue reading