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 Jul 2019 Wendi Schneider
AE
You are the abundance of stars only visible to the dreamer in the wake of night

The sun and its companions as they glow to shine a light on the surface of your skin

You are the mischief that forms the toothy grin on the face of a child’s curiosity

The everlasting glow on their faces as they question the world around them

And I am lost in translation, confused, amused and somewhat enchanted

To you I am the clouds that hide away your blue skies

But to me I am the ones that shield you from the glare of a jealous sun

And to each other we are foreign, bordered and misunderstood

Lost in translation I’m waiting for you to understand ,
That to you; you’re nothing, but to me; you’re my dreamland
 Jul 2019 Wendi Schneider
AE
From the beginning till the end
I’ll watch through shattered windows
Admire your changing colours
And revel in your foreign fractured skies

I’ll watch as time takes your blues
Changes a day into a minutes worth
And steals the colours of the wind.
Watch as the night is born again.

I’ll remember your changing skies
As I fly towards your diamond stars
Forever you’ll be a distant sunrise
And a closer memory somewhere far
 Jul 2019 Wendi Schneider
AE
Paint the colours of the haunting sky,
With the breeze that ignites your fire,
The seas that whisper your words
And put me sound to sleep.

Paint me with colours of love,
The velvet reds of a rose bud,
The pink lips of a cherry blossom tree,
And the cayenne of your fairytale dreams

Paint the universe with your glow
The one that colours you when you dream
Covers your eyes when you sleep
And dances on your skin when you smile

I’ll admire the landscapes you’ve left for me
Write your name in that stars when I fall sleep
Keep the taste of your remembrance on my tongue
And recite it in your memory to the curious mind
The one that asks where you’ve been all this time
White feathers
align
branches
intertwine
towards
the
promise
land
dream world
where
sun do shine
life of thine
diamond shine
a lovely trine
grasp my
intricate palm
ticking time bomb
of beauty
& eternal love
I will lead us
there
crisp clear air
deep breath
must not fret
golden path
watch your step
In my own little world fireflies stay in open jars
Flowers paint on their colors for the next day,
And the moon laughs while it walks away.
The trees speak of ancient scars,
The creek brings up lost trinkets from afar,
And the animals cry for freedom,
But freedom is not free.
Uncertainty provides shade
From knowledge's blinding light
When the stars align
I view an eclipse
And the signs on the road
Only inform me of the distance I've travelled
Yet I am beholden to those
Who sunbathe in what they know
Not understanding the comfort shadows can create
Afraid of change
They give all their money to the waiter
But even after we pay our bill
The fortune cookie remains closed
In the open air of
A night still young
My imagination was
Let loose and the story
I had to tell
Seized me

Free was I to wander
The dark and witness
Mysteries unfolding in
The shadows that
Foretold the coming
Of the light

Remembering that life
Is a remarkable journey
And that we're all
Just one ray away
From being a sun
To someone
 Jul 2019 Wendi Schneider
Cné

paint me
with the wet tickle
of your tongue
lingering with affection
savoring my fervent flavor
in bold strokes
of your obsession

color my essence
in heated hues
sending shivers
down my spine
in anticipation
of your warm breath
against my flesh
with every blissful caress
to ensue painted petals
of animation

with your supple lips
gently blur the lines
of my curved hips
softly stroking
the subtle shadows
of warm depth,
blushing
quivering thighs
as I gasp
of breath

plunge in
a primer coated palette
dipping your stiff paintbrush
deep within
the folds of my blanket
manipulating
a trembling image
of your voracious lust.

craze me
again and again
in breathless
****** glow,
your sensual brushstrokes
gently murmuring
layer on layer
in alla prima flow

delve deep
into my eyes
paint splattering
the passion
of my soul
drizzling silken strands
of love
in their entirety,
polishing me whole

and then
in blissful backwash
admire
the tangled limbs
interposed
of your
completed masterpiece
in smiling
sated repose

 Jul 2019 Wendi Schneider
Lizzie
For all the sadness in the world,
For all the suffering we behold,
For all the pride and hate and more,
Our lives are still worth fighting for.

For dappled shadows from the trees,
For lovely pastel autumn leaves,
For summertime humming bees,
We can live for things like these.

For stars in clear winter sky,
For snowflakes which softly fly,
For all the things that live and die,
These can be our reasons why.

For wishing that someone will care,
For love to have and love to share,
For spreading kindness everywhere,
Where there's life, hope is there.
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