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Rose Amberlyn Apr 2013
Long legs and electric red high heels.
A polka dot strapless dress,
and the classic rhythmic tune of Chuck Berry,
echoing in the background.

A deep green 1955 Chevy Bel Air,
windows down,
and a cool breeze swinging through her hair.
Her Bonnie blonde hair.

And now they wait.
For the sun to fall from the sky,
and leave the earth's crust in a midnight haze.
Only lit by the dull moon's gleam.

Only one problem.
Where's Clyde?
Rose Amberlyn Mar 2013
4:1
Life is a very tempermental thing,
fragile in its being and lovely in its small moments of joy.
A game of give and take,
that stretches but never breaks.
No one is perfect, no one endures,
that does not tire once in a long while.
Forgiveness is a true friend,
sometimes difficult to find among the ***** combat fires.
But She is there. She is always there, waiting.
Every person that touches life, has theirs touched as well.
And how sad an untouched life would be.
An empty canvas, dreary and bitter in the sunshine of others.
Life is no stroll in the park, through gentle breezes and warm summer flowers.
Life travels in four seasons, not one has been skipped.
And so peace is found in the beginning and the end.
All must be endured.
Those who grab life by the hand with a smile,
are the ones who may truly experience all there is to offer.
Rose Amberlyn Mar 2013
Little darling sit and take a look at your world
The greens, blues, reds, oranges, yellows and the swirls
Can you believe you know me out of all of those on Earth?
Can you see through the lies and realize what you're worth?
The crystal clear, the bright and light and the diamonds here you find
That all those flaws and wrongs you hear are only in your mind
So smile, raise your head
Forget the things they said
Don't look down, just watch the trees and buildings overhead.
I wrote this in 2011. Some things don't change.
Rose Amberlyn Mar 2013
The elegant sound of the willow as it rustles in the wind,
the gentle sound of the sea as it dives onto shore.
The silence of a darkened night lit a glow with shimmering stars.
And you darling.
All of my favorites things.
Rose Amberlyn Mar 2013
I can gain time,
I can lose time.

I can chase time,
I can take my time.

I can remember a time,
And I can forget a time.

But I can't stop time.
I can't escape time.

It's time to face time.
Rose Amberlyn Feb 2013
An electric pulse runs rapidly through my veins.
I can see clearer, stand straighter, and smile genuinely.
The body sometimes traps itself so one may learn the truth.
And I have been set free.
I hold the key to my happiness.
And I cannot lose the lock again.
I am ready.
To hope with all my might,
Share all I have to give,
And to love with all my faith.
Emotions may change,
but life waits for no one.
And I will not be left behind.
Rose Amberlyn Feb 2013
Dripping stars and tainted smiles,
And here I'll dwell for a while.
A silver ladder with a rusted glow,
and I am on the lowest of the low.
My world once full is running dry,
like the endless tears that hang from my eyes.
And gloating time ticks and ticks,
my bones may break by stones and sticks.
A plastered expression drawn on my face,
that no man or lover may efface.
And here I stand all alone,
a tattered being an empty groan.
The only hope clenched in my hand?
Is this distasteful ladder on which I stand.
My only path sipped from my cup,
at least now I may only rise *up!
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