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before the storm did ensue
a calming lull was present
thence whisking winds picked up
as the lightning struck
Lyn-Purcell Aug 2018
As the Spring's winds make azure curtains billow,
the rose wilts.
D Jul 2018
with the wind blowing my hair back
the plain brown,  not much to look at
the straight nose and long legs;  it looks
great on somebody,  anybody else

but not me

with the wind blowing my hair back
it steals the words from my lips,  lifts
them up into the sky;  it's a clear night
and though I'm dead,  I feel alive
it's a pun if you didn't notice - also my way of saying I don't suit anyone's aesthetic

but **** them right?
Lyn-Purcell Jul 2018
Blue skies kissed with pink
The cat stalks over to me
Hear the seagull's cry

Wisps of clouds drift by
The cat's fur strokes my bare legs
Now crouched, I stroke him

His purrs are so sweet
His green eyes shine so content
And he sits by me

I hear all the cries
Startled, he runs away scared
Mum says, "England lost."
Everything was so calm...until I heard people screaming, not just from my neighbourhood but the people at the pub also!
I go into my house and I'm hit with the news
Croatia 2 - England 1.
That *****.
(The cat's from the neighbourhood and seems to like me alot. He follows me everywhere and tries to enter my house. I guess I really am a Catwoman 'cause I have that effect on cats it seems lol)
Lyn-Purcell Jul 2018
Butterflies soar blissful
I lay down in Paradise
as the cold winds blows
It's actually cool this morning! Man, I'm so **** grateful for it!
^_____^
Lyn ***
Lyn-Purcell Jul 2018
A feather in flight
A cool wind now follows me
The flame now guides me
Payton Hayes Jul 2018
Gentle winds rolling,
Moonlight pouring over us,
Silent bliss outside.
trf Jul 2018
youthful years, now reduced
when right angles were obtuse
find my path of lost tracks
feathered freight in the caboose

falling sand, hour glass
shades the moon from the cracks
'neath the back porch lies the dog
who howls when sand runs out

whispered winds
don't you lie
and try to save my sins
whispered winds
don't you lie
don't you die

dreary days, losing weight
i call out but cannot say
what is wrong, i'm ok
let's talk the ******* fake

fever chills, alone to face
california king's embrace
i stretch out, all my regrets
and dream of an escape

whispered winds
don't you lie
and try to save my sins
whispered winds
don't you lie
don't you die
Brandon Conway Jun 2018
I guess one day I will travel
when I run out of Elavil
and my body becomes of ash and dust
carried by the four winds, wanderlust.
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