Oct 14
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Fairy Dance

Somewhere, far out there in the woods at night,
Encircled by trees, with stars in the sky,
Little fairies come to dance by moonlight
As e’er-changing constellations pass by—
The ladies are dressed in beautiful gowns
Of spiders’ silk, petals, iridescent 
Starlight satin, as light and soft as down;
And slippers of stardust; magnificent—
The young men all wear stiff suits, and fine ties;
The suits are cut from vivid, Autumn leaves;
The ties from knitted clouds. All is made by 
Hand, all the way from the shoes to the sleeves—
All the trees are laced with small, flawless pearls:
Crickets hold their poise; the men bow; girls twirl.

 
Oct 14
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Milky Tears by the Sea

Upon a shore with sand as white as snow
A girl with black hair’s kneeling by the waves,
And why she’s here, no person alive knows,
And no one will, for ignorance won’t change.
Her sea-gray eyes gaze at the water black
Reflecting all the twinkling stars above;
The waves surge forward, fall, and then pull back,
As she tries to forget her long-lost love.
Her tears fall, milky pearls, into the sea;
The waves swirl, lapping at her shiv’ring toes,
But they cannot wash away thoughts of he
Who passed away in the life that he chose.
One last tear, she dives into the water
She’s joined the boy, happy. No one saw her.

 
Oct 14
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Under a Maple Tree

I love your smile.
It brought me joy,
And made me smile.
I hear your laughter,
Your beautiful, ringing laughter,
Which lit up the world,
Almost like
The Aurora Borealis---
Though I've never seen that,
So I don't really know.
Yet that's how stunning
I imagined it to be.
I remember that
Cold day in November,
When I was
Walking with you
In a gray sweatshirt
Laced with frost,
And you were wearing
A medium-shade of
Orange on your knitted
Wool sweater. You were
Colorful, and beautiful,
And your eyes twinkled like
A thousand brilliant stars.
That was the last day I saw you.
Now I'm standing under
That same maple tree we
Stood under, on that
Autumn day, when we went
Our seperate ways. 
Now I see your smile,
I hear your laugh, 
I see your eyes in the stars
Above my head, twinkling
Through the red leaves.
Oct 13
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Sliver of Sunlight


A sliver of a beam of sunlight,
Too thin to be accepted as a slice of pie
Rebels against the bars over my mind.

I know so little, for only so much
Can be learned from the dark. That's why
There are words whispered through the bars.

Someone outside tells me all I need to know. 
And I believe it. Why shouldn't I? They are
All I've ever known. They give me words.

Yet the sliver of sunlight does not match up
With the words uttered through bars in the dark.
But the small slice is too small to eat, chew, digest.

I do not know why, but the light calls me. 
I want to escape, to let all light shine upon my face.
Yet the bars hold me back, ice-cold and covered with barbs.

Threats shiver through my mind, dark threats.
Yet I yearn to see the light, to see it all.
I reach between the bars, regardless of the pain---

I glimpse something bright, something I
Oct 13
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Invisible Prison

The girl pressed her had against the glass.
Why couldn't people get along? 
Why couldn't the fighting stop?
Why couldn't it all stop?
       
        But the world outside    f       a      d       e        d
       
        And the glass   c            a              k             d
                                         r              c             e

       
        Until the girl was
                                                                                                                                                         
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Oct 13
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Shattered Innocence

A girl of innocence, beautiful and strong,
Knew nothing of right being tainted by wrong.

She'd been taught to be kind, gracious, open-eyed;
That prejudice and injustice should be despised.

Yet as she lived her days with ease,
Goodness in other places ceased---

For some did not care of the others,
So innocence and justice were quickly smothered.

One day, someone shattered the girl's glass world,
And into the open, this girl was hurled---

As she lifted her hand, she uttered a cry,
A shift of view seen in her eyes---

The light faded, her image grew faint,
While images of injustice used up the paint---

And so that girl stands to this day,
For the oppressed still don't have enough say,
And enough people haven't changed their ways.
Oct 13
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Shattered Innocence

A girl of innocence, beautiful and strong,
Knew nothing of right being tainted by wrong.

She'd been taught to be kind, gracious, open-eyed;
That prejudice and injustice should be despised.

Yet as she lived her days with ease,
Goodness in other places ceased---

For some did not care of the others,
So innocence and justice were quickly smothered.

One day, someone shattered the girl's glass world,
And into the open, this girl was hurled---

As she lifted her hand, she uttered a cry,
A shift of view seen in her eyes---

The light faded, her image grew faint,
While images of injustice used up the paint---

And so that girl stands to this day,
For the oppressed still don't have enough say,
And enough people haven't changed their ways.
Oct 11
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The Land Beyond the Door

Can you see the golden sun
Smiling from up above?
Can you make out the silver cry
Of gentle-minded doves?

Can you perceive the silver mist
Drifting through autumn air?
Can you see me now, dancing through
The sleeping meadow there?

For I can see all of these things
And many, many more,
Yet your eyes do not seem to care 
For lands beyond the door.
 
Oct 11
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Unintended Effects

How come we never realize that
Our actions have effect?
Every move and word does something
New, while something's left.

A simple text, an email, a post
Can be catastrophic--
Though seemingly harmless at the time,
Reactions grow by the minute.

Perhaps you want to impress someone
Or boost your self-esteem,
But some things cannot be undone,
So be wary and take heed.

Before you take action, whatever you do
Think of possible regrets,
For we humans have a history
Of unintended effects.


 




 

Oct 10
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A Drop of Rain

A drop of rain fell from the sky
Onto a silver spiderweb;
It glimmered in the morning light
Like diamonds on a golden thread.

A fence along the pasture edge
Rose between grass and gravel road;
I could not see the other end,
Just hills of gold which shone and glowed. 

As I walked by the fence one day
I wondered what I'd feel or say,
If all of this would disappear
And like fog, simply float away—

The sun peeking o'er golden hills
Fills me with pleasant, thrilling chills—
I glance up at the spiderweb,
Then on the fence, I rest my head.


 

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