--::-- Like ashes from a burning sea Her sandy beaches lay Shored upon the land it coats From forceful ocean wave --::-- And as the tide draw up at dusk The beach is coaxed within Until tomorrow she must hide Til tide retreats again --::--
There once was a house that sat all alone With untended shrubs and shattered windows The walls were lackluster. The rooms were vacant The ceiling and floors were cracked like the pavement This house was abandoned; without an owner And insects and rodents had all taken over
But one fateful night as it was storming Lightning flickered without fair warning The house ignited with blazing fire And burned from within like a funeral pyre This broken home came tumbling down And, nothing but ashes covered the ground
Firefly dances liven the night Painting their artwork with flickering light. The chatter of crickets beneath the trees The whistle of leaves that sway in the breeze The croak of the frog resounds over all From the damp soil around the grass tall The songs of the darkness master a tune And play their instruments by the light of the moon
Twinkling stars fall from the night sky and gently descend to the earth- Like a dew drop kissing a blade of grass, the glittery white star nestles herself amongst the others- The stars sugar coat the vast green space and eliminate color from below.
life is a canvas splattered with paint the artist moves swiftly while lacking constraint brushes drag slowly leaving their marks over and under they draw their smooth arcs and like these arcs which go up and go down our everyday lives travel circles around the tracks of the coaster which land at the top and fall to the bottom in one sudden drop like a drop of acrylic on the canvas below which lands on the surface and stars in the show