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FloridaThe bearded rees with arched backs Posing for the great ages they once witnessed So old that vines and moss burden them Marking these old barks with their wisdomFlorida
Lightly the winds nudge, whispering of storms While birds chirp and flutter in hope For even a gale would not wish to be swept From palm trees and sanctuaries of warm
Soil red like burning embers piled up to the sky With the forest looming in defiance Smoke curls along mountainous hillsides As people war with nature for territory.
A hoot unheard without experience of fauna The delight o
by ~blasphemousinner
LossLoss does not shout loudLoss
It quietly whispers to
Those who don't let die.
by ~blasphemousinner
What if?If the sea parts red it will swim back blueWhat if?
If the sun burns red it will fly back yellow
If the night turns dark the stars will sparkle back white
If the world explodes the parts will come back together
If we saw the "if" as a question to the positive
We would find all that was good in a day
For the if's we ask ourselves are so many
And the evils we grow so daunting
But good things are simple
And nature will order itself together
So we can rest knowing tomorrow
Will come back
by ~blasphemousinner
NaturalWe sit awaiting rings and bells, notice and times for action We strike quickly in life, rapid pace and tempo we work Till the day we die we relent in anguish That all this speed was for naught. A quiet day in woods long forgotten With no camps, no fires, no people Would mend the mundane of speed and change And give us the tranquility which we seek. What absurdity we find that we seek out change When our lives ask for neutrality But nature heeds us a welcoming always So long as we preserve a blanket To sit on green brush and oak twigs Amidst the wild and wary thingsNatural
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Waitingwe wait to be born we wait to grow up we wait to be fed we wait to go to schoolWaiting
we wait for the bus we wait for our friends we wait for the rain to stop we wait for a long time
we wait for downloads to finish we wait for the grass to grow we wait for paint to dry we wait for mundane things
we spend our whole lives waiting waiting there in line yet these things we wait for finally come to us
and the one thing that we are always waiting for because we have no choice as time slides by
we wait
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Tranquilityby ~dmc89
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- Current Residence: Dearborn, Michigan
- Interests: Calligraphy, Poetry, Children's Writing, Generic Design
- Favourite movie: Run Lola Run
- Favourite band or musician: Kylie Minogue
- Favourite genre of music: Pop Music that sounds like Dance Music
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