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Amanda Nov 17
He went to bed
Clouds in his eyes
Counting the sheep jumping in the skies
Balancing columns high up in the air
Above the world beneath his hair
How do you interpret the last line?
Krizel Grace Nov 12
From the bottom you'll rise
Colorful glittery wings,
Let them spread and spark
Illuminate the sky so dark
And shine like fireworks does.


Β©kg
Don't mind the onlookers; all they could do is watch.
Serendipity Nov 23
I sit at the edge of the world,
as water falls from the ocean
into the abyss that is the sky
and floats past the stars.

Where I cling to handfuls of dirt
and grass, and the rocks that cling too,
so I do not fly up
and drown in the universe above
and below me.
for instance, I felt the yearn to feel love
an arm surrounds an unclear path of blue,
rejuvenating it is; I’m above,
yet unanswered questions linger; seek clue,
art thou afraid to love like juliet?
hands unclasped; bent knees and silent prayers.
Bhill Oct 21
laying in bed waiting, just waiting for 5:55
dawn has arrived
5:55 AM is a reminder that a fresh new day is here
arrived with a gentle call to stretch and welcome its newness
listen to the sound of coffee grinding and brewing into your cup
gaze at the morning stars that have been above for eons
smell the chilled dawn air as you just breath
take a moment, throw your arms up and out into a large welcoming stretch
and then
noise from morning traffic on Center Street shakes your mood
you're awake....

Brian Hill - 2020 # 290
Amanda Sep 1
Oceans and rivers of tears I have cried
I am the siren of my sorrow
Swimming deftly through my pride
No smiles to own or borrow

Where salt and sin settle deeply in
Old wounds reopened sting
Sharp reminders on my skin
Of what hurricanes will bring

Hollow bones
No feet to stand
Yet lacking feathers to fly
Not searching for shore or sand
Instead I seek the distant sky

The air above seldom touches my face
Except for in my sleepy head
And in my dreams I see no trace
Of monsters inhabiting my bed
Obviously the title is referring to The Little Mermaid"

Ah I love Disney
Skyward Aug 18
Water, water everywhere,
Nor any drop to drink.
People, people all around,
Nor any word to speak.

The vastness of the ocean blue
Alludes to greater things.
The pleasures offered by the crowd
Are never what you think.
Very slowly the sky is turning
Turning darker
Soft breeze uplifts
Wind speeds, gusts shift
Meandering unseen
Elements of light pass
through to ******
Silence reiterates it's case
Hue brightens as shadows leave
But murmurs mumble distantly
We wait, for when the anger erupts
and those above engulf us
Watch in wonder at the power
of the gods
(@PoeticTetra - instagram/twitter)
HYA Jul 15
it's broad daylight,
everyone from a far waves at me
how crude it is to be seenβ€”
as someone calm
and steady and naΓ―ve
but i hope they don't go near,
it's enough to let them see
once, not twice
i hope they don't go near,
the sun is just above me
and my shadow is smaller
but darker
in broad daylight
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