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Amanda Shelton Sep 2019
The slow setting sun
shimmied off its fading
beams, as the night
creeped upon the
seasons change.

Shadows danced upon the
clouds as rain soaked
the hollow, hydrating
the roots of the trees.

Perfumed memories of
yesterday’s beams lost
on the cooling breeze
as the leafs of change
fall upon my dreams.

© 2019 By Amanda Shelton
Amanda Shelton Sep 2019
The heat rises,
heat waves roll over the street,
car's rush by with engines
roaring, burning smog,
we choke upon.  

Summer is on the rise,
cooking the desert like
a pro chef cooks a good meal,
We fry.

Summer is on the rise!

© 2019 By Amanda Shelton
It's hot and I am in pain. This poem is inspired by both of those things. Heat and pain never worked well together, in my experience.
Amanda Shelton Aug 2019
When I said goodbye
it broke my heart,
I shattered into millions
of piece. The human heart
is so emotionally fragile,
its like porcelain it
creaks under pressure.

As the angels came
I was forced to watch,
crying wishing for you
to stay.

I had to learn how to
let go, for your life
never belonged to me,
we all are Gods children
our souls belong in heaven.

Someday you and I will
see each other for you
are waiting at the
gates of heaven for my
return.

All Gods children are set up
upon the steps of the heavenly host awaiting judgement,
but I will do my best to make
it easy for God to rest,
for I will follow him forever
and ever until my last
dieing breath.

Aman!

© 2019 By Amanda Shelton

“My tears will always flow within heaven’s rivers and valleys below, but my sorrows lay to rest deep within the hollow earth where my body will be at eternal rest.”
Amanda Shelton Aug 2019
Do you ever get an itch
with your spidey since?

Its like a fly wriggling
in your web, if you don’t
take care of it, it rots
like an old shoe left out
to stink up your house.

I call it my ladybug since,
I can feel your honesty
and your lies miles away.

God gave me another gift
of discernment and empathetic
abilities, I can pick up
feelings and thoughts
from strangers and friends.

My ladybug since has saved
lives many times.

I’ve helped schizophrenics
break free from their
decisional trips by
showing them I can see
what they see and its not
reality.

I know what its like to
see that look of surprise
when they have an eye
opening experience.

Sometimes its like
I become a shadow of
the schizophrenics mind,
and it works almost every time.

To be the bate for
the schizophrenics
monster’s that was
my services I provided,
to save them from their
boogeymen brain robbers.

Now I am retired,
my job is to live
my life out peacefully
with my partner, who I love
beyond tomorrow’s sunrise
and yesterday’s sunset.

© 2019 By Amanda Shelton
Amanda Shelton Aug 2019
Like a rooted tree
I am firmly grounded
upon this life I was
given.

Sometimes it can feel like
a flood that’s trying
to devour me. Its hands
grip around my neck
choking me as I loose
my breath.

Pain settles beside me
it steals my time.

This struggle is like
painful strings pulling
on me, as if I were
its puppet, moving me
when I least expect it.

It swells and dwells
deep within my life,
it waited until I was
happy to step out
of the shadows.

It’s a painful breath,
exhale after exhale
I am left chocking
on its smog.

Painful breath,
my life was devoured
by its fumes.

© 2019 By Amanda Shelton
Amanda Shelton Aug 2019
Aww, look at all of the time.

Life wasn’t drawn with
black jagged lines.

Life was painted
with abstract scenes
and vivid dreams.

Reality is food for thought,
imagine going to a painters
***, you swim around in its
vivid colors and you are
of brush strokes left behind
by the painters grind.

You dry slowly, over time
you crack and peel,
turn yellow and brown.

© 2019 By Amanda Shelton
Amanda Shelton Aug 2019
Falling with the stars,
burn your trash before
you ask for this dance.

Before you pop,
you have to sacrifice
your dreams to the scraps
you wished for.

Dance like a slave,
dance like a lily in
the wind, watch you wave.

Draw the line so
you have something
to cross.

Not yet boi, you have to
spin the wheel before
you dance with the stars.

Watch you wave crashing
ashore, that’s the game
of life, You’ve been
dancing for the devil’s
wane, its never a
full deck. It was
never a fair game.

Life is a rock it ends
with a falling star.

Pop! Stars know how
to dance to the devil’s
final tap tap tap!

© 2019 By Amanda Shelton
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