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Jumbled

18 Sunday Oct 2015

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Cluttered with words
That don’t make sense
No space in my head to expand
Jumbled art, falling apart
Trying hard to understand

The letters clump
One on one
It’s getting harder to decipher
Slithering around , hissing profound
About to strike like a poisonous viper

Then the clearing begins
As I sort it all out
Finding time to slowly subdue it
Quietly thinking, words finally shrinking
Til someone decides to add to it

 

Original posted July 2014

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Cocoon

17 Saturday Oct 2015

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It is time that I
wrap myself in
silken threads
and slumber, not
for eternity, but
for a moment, until
I am no longer
an ugly creature
but one of beauty and grace
And I can spread my wings
and fly

 

 

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Friday Fantasy ~ Demonic Delight

16 Friday Oct 2015

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Amidst the fog and full moon light

A house glows red with demonic delight

Terror reigns from deep within

Fills the air with a piercing din

Spirits roam the darkened grounds

Shrilling, shrieking, sounds abound

Horror shakes the shrouded land

That hides this fortress, once so grand

Haunting, against the black of night

Demons feast on earthly fright

 

 

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The Window of the Night

15 Thursday Oct 2015

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Make a wish upon a star
See the moon glow bright
Little one who watches
Out the window of the night

Whisk your dreams away
On the gentle evening breeze
Skyward clouds paint the skies
And mingle with the trees

Quietly she sits in thought
Dear sweet child of ebony light
Watches out the window
Enchanted by heavenly delight

 

 

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Multi-tasking

13 Tuesday Oct 2015

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My broom is ready to take its flight

I’ve stirred this brew for half the night

Read the book in such a hurry

All the words becoming blurry

Did I get the potion right?

Will it cause a terrible fright?

One more time, read it through

Before I make my way to you

Another stir before I go

Now it’s time to start the show

OH! The plans I have in store

When I knock upon your door

 

 

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