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Dark Open SpacesDark Open SpacesDark Open Spaces
Grass sways in autumn’s cool. Green frogs call from a nearby pool. Strong tensions hold the evening air, as light recedes to it’s western lair.
For now the day is past its prime, the sun is lost, it’s shadow’s time. Last shreds of light by clouds are barred, dark descends on my backyard.
A home for creatures, grey and tall, which cause the heads of grass to fall. Birds above, insects below, reptiles retreat, as no sun glows.
Far open spaces, harsh southern light. Deep darkened hollows, remaining night.
Winter's PathWinter’s PathWinter's Path
Enfrosted, ragged shards of life, captured in place, frozen on high, once light grasping, now folorn, watch the winter pass them by.
Stony grey, on clouded ground, beacons through the mist. Thick. White. Brittle fingers still claw the air, yet steadfast, this chill, early night.
Confused, rough path avoids the trees, through the snow its course is laid, folling now this age old way, traversed often, since first was made.
The nightly blue evolves golden, mist entwines with scented smoke. A hearth ahead, stone have
Remember Those Who CareRemember Those Who CareRemember Those Who Care
Your past years of darkenss have left you battle scarred. Though you retain your innocence,
it now hides, locked and barred.
Through nescisary battles your spirit fights, intact, surviving countless blackened hours has taught you how to act.
You’ve had some strange and diverse friends, some who have tried to help you. With questioning thoughts and subtle looks they help, just as I try to.
Yet you don’t make it easy, for yourself or any other. When someone asks a deep question you hide and run for
Juxtaposed ContinuumJuxtaposed ContinuumJuxtaposed Continuum
Sitting in the tall grass. Shadows flicker. Across my face. Contorting, hideous features. The moon is bright and high. Entrenched within cloud. Fighting its battles. As I fight mine. Thoughts abound. Augmented by night’s noises. The hush of the wind. Through grasses. Dancing, swaying. To an inharmonious rhythm. The song. Of the night. My calmness, is an irony. I sit still, while all things move. Clouds, rolling. Trees, shivering. Wind, controlling the grass. Dancing. Yet still I
Come brothers, Come sistersCome brothers, come sisters gather round Let's pick this impish fairyCome brothers, Come sisters
Of the ground on that we stand
Fly fairy
free. To dance on the wind to play in the moonlight
Tales unfit for ears of mere mortals Swirl your head
in joyful play
Come brothers, come sisters dance on the air let the world hear your laughter It's musical chime, finding its way to the ears who believe
These musical creatures so full of love, laughter care free hearts take a sheaf out of their book
Live with freedom d
Dark Mountains
Bewildered
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Never forget the milk...
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But where are we going to find a hose and a duck at this hour?
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Je me suis perdu...
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