I got this hot little number
who caught my eye at once
when I met her in the summer
underneath a frowning sun.

I've been flying around so high
up there walking in the clouds
her love alone will get me by
and nothing will bring me down.

You know I'll always have my feet
planted firmly in the sky
now that I'm feeling so complete
and she's with me by my side.
dawg_isblue©

The surface schrewn with pathways,
the roads of life we travel.
Always headed forward
as our time on earth unravels.

Soft the scupturing of time,
subtle in it's hues;
or as the rageing waters,
bareing down on you.

Colored by emotion,
our soul and heart to know.
Faltering and learning
as our wisdom grows

Shades of grey for all unknowns,
the future held in store
It wraps us in a clouded fog
and keeps us wanting more.

The vision deep within us,
yet some too blind to see...
they live with hesitation
and never come to be.
Linda2001©

Upon the sands of time I roam
my wisdom there to find.
Purpose and intent unclear
to all but the seeing mind.

Voyage of the wandering child,
destination yet unseen...
gaining strength through wisdom's sight,
the slate no longer clean.

Trials of turmultuous youth
finding direction and way,
trying out their wings to fly
solitaire each day.

Agelessness upon the wind,
lost in trappings of time...
mindless of importance of soul,
tripping along without mind.

Awakening to essence of life,
knowledge of the role.
A heart that opens up to give
wrapped in the embrace of soul
Linda2001©

Caught in between
reality and dreams
My heart is torn
and left in stream
Of shadows and light
and colors so bright
My heart is born
from the life it was shorn
For isn't dreams but the reality of life?
born from our hearts and internal strife
And isn't life only that which we dream?
our constant heart beat a fantasial scream?
Of shadows so bright
hidden colors of light
We walk in between
Life and dreams we have seen
emmarie©

Dreary gray clouds swirl around me
Threatening the deadly storm
Causing the stars to run and hide in fear
As the rain comes pouring down
Leaving only swirls of black and gray
Nothing more to light the way
A deep dark void filling quickly
With a never-ending emptiness
Hope slowly fading

The rain filling up my heart
Drenching the clothes I wear
Running steadily in streams off my face
No sign of letting up
Any time in the near future anyway
I stand here in the pouring rain
Until something comes into view

Most beautiful colors I have ever seen
Every yellow, blue, and green
Swirled together for my eyes to see
Existing underneath the clouds of misery
The black and gray sky
Slowly beginning to lift
Giving way to this beautiful scene
And I smile on my face
Filled with rare happiness
Epic Myst©

Beyond the protective layer of gray
When all the smoke is swept away
Lies the beauty that hides within
From which all life will soon begin
A new world in which to live
Do not take more than it can give
Or the beauty of its land
Will die slowly by our hand
The protective layer will fade away
Leading to the slow decay
Of the land that supports us here
I fear the end is getting near
For holes have appeared above us now
How much time does it allow
For us to continue living as we do
Before this world must bide us ado
Will a new one take its place
Or is this truly the end we face
Take hold of the beauty that remains
With its losses and its gains
This is still the world in which we live
Now it is time for us to give
Shadow Whysper©

Be I confused and not understand what it meant
Standing at realities door between past and present
On the boundary of thought lost at my waking dreams
Where heaven and earth lay beyond my reach, so it seems
A swirling mass, the heavens look colorless and cold
While the earth is a living, breathing beauty to behold
There lies the turmoil in my unreliable, untrusting sight
For I know on the realm of man, it is anything but right
Dream I this vision of misplaces fears, dare I look back
Is it my own thoughts and misunderstanding I now attack
Is there no beauty in the heavens or just in my thoughts
Has my minds eye and psyche gone dead and now rots
I know to self analyze is not what you call tried and true
But with a psychiatrist nightmares what else is there to do
Bear1Mage©
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