Time Revolutionized

tables chairs
nights and bears
fishing follows
peaches pears
circles dot
tigers trot
fixing things
and what not

BOOM
BANG
POW
BAM

Nothing

Vortex

Swirls of light

Sucked away

BAM
POW
BANG
BOOM

What's this?
What's this?
Let's build a time machine.

Dear

the tainted eyes behind the sun
the flowers on the tower run
the ledges down the flowers frown
the showers rain the hours down
the crinkles in the cracks bring dawn
the wrinkles in the silent gone
my lawn and I bask till night
then silent prayers until the light

R.I.P.
I love you so much

The Numbness is Gone!

Where was I
Yesterday?
I don't remember what I saw
Only how I felt
I don't know who I was
I felt like I would melt
Luckily, I'm back now
The haze went and cleared away
I'm ready for the trials and point
I'm ready to greet the day
The day is clear
The weather fine
The clouds away
The cool sunshine
The blues are now rock
My mind is on lock
My feelings are back
Which gave me a shock
My feelings a ten
I took up my pen
My numbness is gone
I'm happy again!

emotional spaztasting gloritified

the forest bunny

the foxes and bears

the fruit and dew

the sun setting

the gang of ants

the fire bugs

the interesting people

the noise

the silence

the atmosphere

the eyes

the eyes

the smiles

the lies

the cries

the forest lights

the bunny dies

the night blanket

Oh moonlight crescent

the glare

the stare

i feel the wrath

i cannot care

I find the night

like my silky hair

blankets my face

hides my shame

disgrace

i drink my poison

and watch life fade

this brigade

must end

i lie

in shade

myself

the night

and this life

I've made

The Glade's Remains

The thickly thorns thanked
thusly those who thought and think
the power of the people brings
a happy harvest link

the stoners and the cloners
the milkmen and the maid
gather each the happy fruit
from the thorn's thickly glade

lightning struck and drizzled
the light lasting long like life
burned the thickly thorns
like a bloody battle strife

the bookkeepers and cooks
and the strong but silent star
lost their thickly thorns and fruit
so left the glade a char

ms. foreman and the fridge

ms. foreman with her apron blue
walks beside the canyon ridge
she climbs the rock
in her light blue smock
to find the fire in her fridge

the thing is she's only about an inch
and the blistering cold that is her fridge
can knock her down
or freeze her gown
and she may die up on that ridge

ms. foreman finds the fire high
it turns out it brings the light
but should it exhaust
then comes the frost
and then she's lost
it seems she can't resolve her plight
life is tough when you have no height