A girl played with her little pony.
The adventures were amazing and stony.
She dreams of someday a turning it into a real pony.

Before the adventure she takes care
of the little ponies melting hair.
The snowy pony climbs the mountainous chair.
Now its cat versus the pony but no one plays fair.


Snowy has become real and enchanting.
Snowflakes are a swirl of energy beyond implanting.
A little pony had a chance to be real
But the sun holds the power to its evaporating heart.
No one save it or freeze it apart.

She tries to race ponies with her best friend.
Yet the snowy pony is starting to melt before summers end.
Her friends pony starry has a better motor.
Hear the technical difficulties of a girl creator.

She entrusts the pony with an emerald necklace.
So it’s the pony’s fault it got lost in the seaside’s mad race.
Her tears spiral down chastising the little pony
into its melting disgrace.

Her love was mechanically infused with only power.
It tore out the reason to live for the little pony.
This sent melting snowy drowning through an endless sea.

Every friend is sunshine
To exile the darkness
Haul away the hate
Every friend is lightning
Roses of lightning in dew
Easels of ease near oceans
A rare joy to behold
Let us go to the shore of serene!

I was walking around
the art store without my dad.
He was up at the front
talking to the manager.
I was wearing green and
I was really young.
I thought a tree would
blend in at the art store.
I could never really draw right
but I could create problems.
There was a man eyeing
me up and down.
His clothes covered in dirt.
A cigarette dripping from his mouth.
A hat that looked like it
was a shoe thrown at his head.
He had a bottle covered
in a brown paper bag.
He’d look left and right
before he’d take a swig.
He kept talking to me.
He kept asking me why won’t you answer?
I had no idea what he was saying.
He kept walking with me.
He said turn around and look at me.
I had so many questions in my mind as well.
Who punched you in the mouth!?
Can I do the same?
I couldn’t though…
I was just feeling anxious
and I felt sorry for him.
He kept winking at me.
He kept trying to get closer.
I don’t know why I waited so long
to go up to the front counter.
The cashier told him to leave.
My Dad never even noticed him leave.
Why is it so easy to create
problems in an art store?
It wasn’t me this time though!
This is why I stay in rural areas.

The traveler stalks the world of roads.
He carries his cares and doubts in many loads.

A woman cut his heart into pieces with a knife.
Now he gives a piece to every woman in his nomadic life.
Yet his wife stole the biggest piece.

The traveler has been away so long that he's lost his mind.
Its at home with the one making him blind.

He'll never arrive at home until her dreams are found.
She's like a roaring dog too loud to be bound.

They are kind of like twins because you
can't tell them apart.
Until she cut up his already dying heart.

The traveler walks out a enigmatic tale.
He never feels the sun or stars on a endless trail.
He can't leave her because someday his
heart will be glued into peace.
Where God will find both of them a place.

Which came first the secret or the lie?

The secret had to have cracked shells.
There is  no collection of hells.
Bosoms at the bottom of nowhere.
Lies that grow out of your eye.
You hooked love up to indifference.
It all barfs up inside of your heart!
Pier of perfection splits you in two.
You’re more vulnerable than the victim!
Copulation of humphs splash everywhere.

Theres a icy moon out tonight.
So this figure skater will take flight.

She will land doing a layback spin in illumination.
This snow angel will be a sensation.

A spin with snowflake grace.
Her hands move up like a lovers embrace.

The lines of her back are arching.
Free leg goes out with a life all its own by slanting.
While the others in a glittering scene of scratching.

People see her moving in fast circles but
to her it feels like the world is spinning.
Summer crickets are constantly cheering.
There are clouds above the trees clearing.

She is such a  sensation that the stars start skittering.
She shines so bright the moon might swallow her whole.
Snow angel must hurry or her moon might turn into a black hole.

The sun is sending her a flight warning.
She'll melt if she doesn't fly back to earth.
All the fire flys compete for a chance
to land on the moon.
There's a rush to fly because tomorrow
will be an exploding monsoon.

David had
the courage to
admit he was
poor and needy.
Something most
future kings
wouldn’t admit.
Yet he didn’t just
say it to just anyone.
He said it to
someone he knew
who would care.
He said it to God.
He was amazed!
So am I!
He probably
did it in private.
Yes it was
all a miracle.

I wonder if
he knew the
psalms would
be read by many.