Anxious-laughter afternoon
moonlight shadow is still very vague,
a long-silent mourn, quiet sorroundings.

Pale-Blue sky,
overlaping highly with a vast mantle of clouds.

Pale-blue sky,
inflaming my temperament with your mournful sounds.

Crystal,
moment of sweet delight.
Languidly, as I smile,
I see her take off.

its by growing through means
living by moderate extremes
anything to pass by that perluded meaning
drafted hung by my neck from the ceiling
intoxicated by your words
things phrases and voices, before you I have never heard

have you ever been inside fire before
scorned even when I open my eyes
to something called a new day
days are just blended into together
like watercolors
overlaping each other
sometime complimenting one another
and sometimes end up in a unorganized mess
yet we call it beautiful
but every painting has its own meaning
those that dont are never painted

Woodland
A place to feel free
Open the mind
Clear it be
Sunlight piercing,
through the trees,
covering ancient canopies,
overlaping, interlinking
Shading without thinking
Habitat stay, no sinking
prominent without blinking  
Keep this plant form,
contagiously linking
Generate, and keep us thinking.


© 2020  Carol Natasha Diviney