The dull droning of the air Conditioner blends sweet Chemicals through my hair. We all just want the American Dream, but shouldn't the cost cause us to care? Whats enough? Enough to fill A tank of gas or buy Her a round of shots? Enough for rings And shiny things, Or how about robots? From … Continue reading The American Dream
Advertise yourself, Like the drugs on TV. Filter out the bad, S'all good as can be. Like the like for a like, What a virtual bash. Your tempered glass, Bursts in a colorful flash. Notifying of attention, Letting go of time. Try your luck and Throw the lottery a dime.
When the wind takes you, Let the breath go. Trees move lazily, Under the first winter's snow. A pinecone trembles, Shaking on a stem. To break or not, Is a seeds only whim. Only the nothing, Can verify it's being. What's invisible to the eye Has no less being.
The sultry night hung heavy, Like moist towel smothered air, Neighbors snuggled tenderly, No chance of a bugaboo scare. My city snored while I wrote, Until a melody danced to my ear. "An insect symphony!" I'd rapturously dote. Nature soothes... if only you could hear.
"What good is a flower?" The boy said in disgust. "You can't eat it or use it, Why it's no better than rust!" The Copycat replied, "Why it's no better than rust? Boy, you've answered yourself. Life is beauty before dust."
A Giant Towers over Needles sharper than The woodpecker's beak that Jabs through bark to create a home. Creepy-crawlies with more than the one Leg of the great giver of shade dwell among the far Stretching toes that reach deep into the cool substance of life. The tree of life. The life of a tree.
Read one book. Experience two lives.
Life is but a lake That mirrors the falling leaf Ripples shatter glass The frame's still in place Most times it takes the most time To see beauty in change Chaos should be loved That which seems so separate Has always been one
The world ended on 2084. The Earth didn't explode or get hit by a giant meteor. The sun and the moon were still spinning in their celestial tracks. The zombie plague had not gone viral. In fact, those few who had survived the end of the world often scratched their heads after and asked, "How … Continue reading 2084 [Worldbuilding Wednesday]
Face your life head on, While rolling with the punches Be still as a lake But don't bend like willows Or one day soon break. Face your fears head on, They are a hidden gift What frightens is really light Like lighthouses save sailors adrift on a dark moon night. This was really … Continue reading Face – 50 word poem [Tranquil Tuesday/Thursday]