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Peeka Sep 2014
Fly away darling
Catch a ride on the wind
Golden dust seldom grows dim.
Glowing rays set dreams ablaze
Blow a kiss my way
A piece of warmth is all I'll take.
Float, float on the skies misty haze
Freedom awaits.
Leaving for college tomorrow. :o
Peeka Sep 2014
Forget what they say
In gossipy ways
Smirking to a crowd.
Pointing fingers to find control
Flicking others down
Embodying a spirit other than their own.
A loneliness giveaway
Cursing at the stars
Messengers of denial
One can see it from afar.
Peeka Sep 2014
As daffodils bloom and white doves coo
As corn grows tall and maple harvests in fall
As rain hits cheeks and lighting streaks
As skies of blue and red and peace
Remind me to close my eyes and think
Today is today, tomorrow the same
Now flitters away, now remains.
Peeka Sep 2014
Sharks swim in circles round stoic sunfish
Ancient eels hide, watch out- they bite
Sea turtles hover near the glass
Wide eyes in the audience
At what to them is mysterious.
Both feel wonder, a sense of danger
Unpredictable natures, could they relate to each other?
Peered in a little longer, leaned in a little closer
Saw in the reflection
Fish out of water.
Separated by land and sea- no matter
The lowest fish in the water
Sees what life has to offer.
Peeka Aug 2014
Wisdom teeth- you're out.
Sneaking four, about to commit a heist- no doubt!
Fuzzy and tingly- then darkness consumed the high.
Awoke, the sting of absence felt.
I've taken my drugs- cried and iced.
I caught ya. Wisdom teeth.
I will plead for sleep.
Gone now, but if I ever lose my molars?
How wicked would that be?
My wisdoms couldn't aid me!
I'll accept the philosophy of Candide.
For "all is for the best" arguably,
In "the best of all possibly worlds" supposedly.
Wisdom teeth out today! Finally feeling better. By the way, all should consider reading Candide. :)
Peeka Aug 2014
Countless stars
In the eyes
The colors- spiraling, moving
Until disappearing
Creating an illusion of a sole image
Lost to black holes
The **pupils.
Peeka Aug 2014
Left out and drenched blue
The sky could not change it's hue
Solace found in night.

Persistent contrast
Each had made the sky alive
It winked thankfully.

Accepted this fate
What purpose lay in repine
Smiled, oh the sunshine *azure!
A haiku poem.
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