We've been captured
almost like shrimp
in a fisherman's net

With many long arms
pulling us down
Deeper into waves

October is an Octopus
All pink and grey
With big starry eyes

Leading us to Mystical
Places unknown
Places unexplored

Where in pastures sunflowers flourish and grow
And herds of cattle can be heard deep and low
Where once natives lived and hunted with pride
There's still a prairie stretching far and wide

Partly filled with suburbs by those in high places
hiding behind masks and fake smiles on faces
Upon this land our nearest star shines so bright
And this forever night has changed with light

And those natives once in possession of this land
Some fought bravely with tomahawk in hand
Many were slain like slaying wild beasts of field
Cause they love the land and wouldn't yield

Now all their survivors were quickly led faraway
Traveling for many a full moon and a sad day
As some became deathly ill, laid down and died
Snowflakes continued to fall as many cried

My brand new ionic hairbrush is the best invention ever!

Who could ever imagine this incredible tool
could perform such amazing feats of magic!

My hair is so smooth, sleek and shiny
I truly feel like a superstar!

Honestly, If the inventor were here,
I would kiss him and drive him around
in my car!

Upon this realm of existence
There's only I
In this space and Time
There's only I
In a world full of people
There's only I


Yet, the thought of You
Makes it all worthwhile

These velvet dreams of tomorrow
are positive and bright
Tomorrow is going to be amazing
And sleep is for tonight
Tomorrow will be unforgettable
And sleep is for tonight
Tomorrow, Tomorrow will be mine
And sleep is for tonight

A poet's dream isn't like any others
Poets dream of translucent colors
Colors of a summer sunset,
Palest pinks, slivers of purple
and tangerines

Poets dream of arising with a phoenix
And flying far beyond tomorrow
Beyond space's emptiness,
Beyond a storm blue horizon,
Beyond infinity

Poet's dream of love immeasurable
Poets laugh a genuine laugh,
Poets cry a genuine tear
A poet's dream born of passion
Born of inspiration

Poets carry dreams in their heart
Dreams of love, dreams of life
Dreams lasting a lifetime
Dreams even of a forgotten star
Dreams carry a poet far

Almost thought I would never see rain ever again
Yet today the rain came down by buckets

What a spectacular sight!
How amazing!
Water falling from the sky!

And those clouds floating way up high
What a performance
How do they hold so much water?
Big clouds and Little clouds

Almost seems like an impossible illusion
One that can't be real