“Good night” as I gazed up to that magical mystical sky
“Was that my imagination running away with...
When the big old moon collided with that sun amidst an ambience of delight
Coz the silly billy...
The devils tongue rung the eardrums bell
Sounding off red flags of evil through sound...
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The orange of the tree I juice for my breakfast taste so sweet The smell of fresh brewed mocha bean...
He sat on a bench alone with his thoughts Just a homeless man according to reports ...
As old as the hills with no recollection of it’s birth
That church and steeple stood...
Amidst the twilight of eventide there can be no niche to hole up or hide
By hook or by...
The bird with crystal plumage, Does dwell in every heart. Revealing itself in troubled times...
That little fair face full of freckles playing in the morning sun
She is running and a’jumping...
So our social distancing is stopping I hear them say
But I wonder will we still keep an arms...
That old pump in my chest consistently ticks on sounding like a clock
Beating a regular rhythm of...
So silently falls the snowflake amidst such a stillness of sublime
Tumbling down from the highest...
Shine morning sunlight do not disturb her
Seven little chicks sleep under her feathery fur...
Having lost my way again, I find myself Wondering where I went wrong and gone astray How lit...
I will relax whilst I try to rewind As an inner consciousness caresses my soul to help my muddled...
I am not going anywhere
Well at least I sincerely hope not but imagine if I did and I had...
Hovering up above a clump of rich, ruby red roses
In betwixt the cherry blossom trees emits...