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Solaces Dec 2013
Thoughts gathered on my walk in the woods.. I was typing in key words on my phone so that I can later write about what thoughts came to me while out walking..

It was getting a bit cloudly so I took the creek path home.. But before I was able to hit the path I saw her in the water.. At least what look to be like a woman waring a strange silver suit..

She was slender and seem to be very beautiful.. She held out a small orb in front of her and if by magic it seem to turn into some form of container.. She then scooped up some water and held it over her head.. 3 metal circles then spun around her and lit up very brightly spinning faster and faster with no sound..

A very bright flash then occured and they were all gone.. I suppose I have something to write about now! wow!!!!!!!!
with no sound.. with no sound.. she is in the water.. to bring back life..
Xgaizer Mar 2019
My head is still sleeping
My eyes a bit teary
My body is a bit slowly
I'm feeling cloudly
My breath is whispering
I'm to lazy its no Sunday
but it's Monday

I'm in my bed
under my sheet
pillow in my chest
the aircon is On
the window i close
I'm to lazy
its lazy Sunday but it's Monday
late post ehehe
Travis Dixon Jul 2020
we're dead
wrong--deadly
throngs, heading
for death--& long-
itude & latitude's
gone; hope to hope to
hope again; carried
on wind, waves; ferried
in mind; waves, long-
ing kind waves;
shall we find ways
to not be dead
wrong? are the days
too short or two longs
repeating too loudly?
too proudly? too cloudly?
but Earth sang songs long
ago; She sings again,
bellowing: you're deadly
wrong.
Victor Tripp Jul 2014
Sorrow is in my soul's kitchen right now
Fixing up a bitter lunch and because I don't look like what I've
Been through, friends and family don't even have a hunch
Know that there's a lesson to learned in all of this
And I'm sure lives others would like to swap
But you see the blues have stripped me down and left my soul bare
Which is why these tears slowly falling down a wet path on my face
Never ever stop.Tears keep on falling and people pass on by and stare
In this cold and heartless city they don't seem to really care
Wish that it was possible to send up a kite of hope
Against a cloudly sky of naked despair
Sorrow just brought his little brother named trouble in Lord
Please pull this misery chokehold off me
Because you're the only one who can
Semihten5 Oct 2018
a picture
a story
and cloudly sky
what is behind the curtain
dark trails valley
waiting for empty pits
far away eyes

hears are  ears one last song

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