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Honrupi Feb 2014
Tip, tap, tip, tap.

Words on a screen
Colors flashing vividly bright
Blurred eyes once keen
Squinting at the offending light

Tip, tap, tip, tap.

A façade of fame
Silence in the form of lies
Another false claim
Behind the screen’s guise

Tip, tap, tip, tap.

The keys robotically pressed
Lips creased; a wry grin
Typing as if possessed
The mind; a downward spin

Tip.
Tap.
Tip.
Tap.
Honrupi Feb 2014
A single man, a single thought

A body left and meant to rot

A silent shout, but never heard

Were the parting lips of a final word
Honrupi Feb 2014
Bliss
Is a star
Born from light and good
Through dark and sorrow
A star shines true

Submission
Is a lonely moon
Cursed to follow forever
Its planet, its taker,
Its savior, its master

Humility
Is an asteroid
Spinning ‘round and ‘round
Happy to do its part
No matter how small

Jealousy
Is a black hole
A dark and angry monster
Steals away all light,
All hope

Love
Is a comet
Adventurous, new, and bright
Loyal to its wild path
Sweetly coloring the sky
Honrupi Feb 2014
I was walking through the woods one day when I saw a peculiar thing.
A shark flying through the air without a sail or wing!
He stared, he did, and so did I
He was looking at me with a glare in his eye.
I nearly died on the spot with fright but still I kept my head;
I quickly rummaged through my things and found a rope instead.
With one graceful swing, I lassoed the beast-
A thing that did not please him in the least.
I laughed at his face and he rolled his eyes,
But I could tell he was accepting his demise.
I climbed onto the shark and I’ll never forget
How we rode past the trees and into the sunset.
Honrupi Feb 2014
My love of nature is only surpassed
By the sheer magnitude of its own grace.
Its playful creatures, its leaves em’rald cast
The gleam of the sun, the moon’s brilliant face.

I waltz through the wood, my heart aflutter;
The dappled shadows whisper at my heels,
Butterflies float past in a sweet mutter,
Fallen leaves caress the ground it conceals.

Admiration bubbles up inside me,
Similar to a babbling brook in June,
The thrill of nature seems to set me free;
I fall into the soft grass as I swoon.

Here in the wildwood I can reminisce
Of times when everyone knew of life’s bliss.
Honrupi Feb 2014
The ******* the hill
Sitting quietly under the stars as they sing
The night sky is as dark
As a raven’s wing

The girl beams,
Her smile as brilliant as a comet’s tail,
I call to her,
But to no avail

So I go, silent as an owl, instead
Sitting with the ******* the hill
The moon looms overhead
And the night is still

She gazes at the sky, as sweet as a dove
“Look about you” is her gentle command
As she sweeps the starlit sky
With a wave of her hand

The girl laughs and speaks
Of the stars over yonder
Her voice as mellifluous as song
Lulling my senses as I wonder

Is Earth an only child?
What’s beyond the sky?
Is there life out in that world
Where the stars lie?

As the girl finishes her yarn,
We reflect on our simple dreams
She rises as slowly as the tide
The girl is wiser than she seems

I stare at the sky,
Answering the stars’ beckoning call
I smile like a child and say,
“Earth sure is small.”
Honrupi Feb 2014
unnoticeable
****
flower

sweet
yellow
and its

white
fluffy
seeds

are
so delicate
they float

on winds
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