the brook softly murmurs
Telling secrets to me
I think to myself*
this is how everything should be
*it tells me stories
ones it knows I won't repeat
the creek with its secrets shall
always be told to me

Feel low and lonely
like a cold November dawn
pushed out to the horizon
of your affection.

Hope's weak as a fragile chick
struggling with its shell
trying to shed some light
on your perception

.....of us.

when no objective is best for our protection
protecting ourselves would be the best direction
directing ourselves toward a progressive connection
connecting our minds to make a collective correction

correcting the obsessions that infect our perception
perceiving ourselves as the essence of conception
conceiving a brand new perspective of reception
receiving the blessing that we call perfection

A pocket full
of sunshine
to share some pure delight,

A pocket full
of shiny stars
to save for a really dark night.

A pocket full
of fairy dust
to sprinkle on the needy,

A pocket full
of dragon's breath
to fire at the greedy.

A pocket full
of raindrops
to wash away any impurities,

A pocket full
of umbrellas
to protect you from your insecurities.

A pocket full
of rainbows
to brighten up your skies,

A pocket full
of moonlight
to reflect the magic in your eyes.

By Lady R.F ©2016

May the bright light

Which forms a shadow

Around the moon,

Shine its gentle glowing shadow

Forever

Around all of you!

By Lady R.F ©2016

.
a smile is just like a ball
it bounce from person to person
with the right
friction
.

*



© Pax

Were it as good
As before
I would have not
Sought after more

The stimulant dies
In despair
Surely you're not afraid
To get back out there

I once lived in a cage
Perhaps I've felt
Your rage
Push it down
Deep inside
Don't take hurt
   For a ride...

Today,
I almost remembered what it felt like to cover my heart and blanket my soul ~ Almost!

Today,
I almost fell back to sleep on catching my stars and achieving my goals ~ Almost!

Today,
I almost forgot how to practice what I preach, when I thought for too long ~ Almost!

Today,
I almost forgot all of the words I had written
to my daily song ~ Almost!

Today,
I felt sorrow, until I remembered that tomorrow was nearer than far ~ Almost!

Today,
I pray for a tomorrow, regardless of any sorrow, for this life is but a shooting star ~ Almost!

By Lady R.F ©2016