Looking toward the rim of his saucer,  
The cat decided to be,  
a fearless mighty mouser,  
and set his dreamies free.

And so the walls began to ripple,  
With a milky veil to drown his woes,  
As he bound over the armchair,
To escape his imaginary foes.

Then a wild low growl decreed,
While the humans stirred in dismay,
His claws spoke of an ancient prophecy
As catnip led his mind astray.

The wide-eyed and wild, blur of fur,
Ricocheted off the walls with ease.
He is a feline ninja on a mission,
Defying every law of gravity.

His battle cry shook the room to its core,
As he zoomed without a care,
Through the fog of his catnip high,
Sending dreamies flying everywhere.

©️Lizzie Bevis

She is easily found in the little things,  
In dewdrops glistening in the first ray of light,  
As sparrows sing their happy melodies,  
In the chorus of the morning's gentle recite.

She lives within each day awakening,  
In rainfall's soft, percussive song,  
And in countless fleeting moments
That proved remarkable all along.

She lingers in winter's misty breath,  
Rising softly through the morning chill,  
And in autumn's amber warmth,  
As leaves whirl and dance at the wind’s will.

You’ll find her in the sunset,  
In a bittersweet encore that soars,  
And in content hearts that quietly know  
She will visit them once more.

I've learned to never cage her spirit,
Nor beg with her to remain,  
But to welcome her like the sunrise  
When joy chooses to brighten my day.

©️Lizzie Bevis

How strange it is that I leave you behind,
Yet you remain the reason for every dream I chase.
You are a ghost who walks beside me,
Still alive in my memories and hopes.
Your presence echoes in yesterday's stories,
And shimmers in tomorrow's unmapped stars.
You are the footprints to where my heart has led,
And the distant lights glowing from afar.
Your past flows into my future,
To shape me into who I will become.

©️Lizzie Bevis

The bonding forge of palm on palm
Breaks my shield, dissolves my calm;
Your hands trace earthquakes down my spine,
Awakening every nerve of mine.

You ignite my skin with a lightning flash,
Electric tremors pulse and pass,
Each fingertip becomes a molten brand
That sears desire across my land.

When lips meet, our worlds collapse
Passion fractures these synaptic maps;
Your embrace, a crushing tidal force,
Leaves my gravity without a course.

Magnetic fever pulls us close,
As currents crush and silence prose.
Each brush of skin sends shockwaves deep,
Where primal energy coils and leaps.

Heated fusion erodes the mantle,
Boundaries burn and souls entangle,
Your touch conquers my universe
Intent with the need to be immersed.

©️Lizzie Bevis

Enraged clouds of deepening grey  
Advance with wind-whipped waters,  
As tranquil skies begin to decay.

The fierce wind howls like a ravenous beast
Splintering trees like twigs with its might,  
As nature's fury prepares to feast.

Devastation rolls in like a violent dance,  
As lightning splits across the darkened sky.
Nothing in its path stands a chance.

Heavy rain slashes through the air,  
The surge greedily devours,
Then vomits debris everywhere.

In its wake, the lull exposes the carnage,
And the savage toll we pay in defeat
When we cannot best the weather’s rage.

©️Lizzie Bevis