It was a beginning of sorts Only I had no idea where I was going Or where the roads would lead. Uncharted lands, the tiny path That twist and turned upon itself Into the woods in the mist-ridden Hills where you once walked. I heard…
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The End?
The End? Ami (Gypsie) Offenbacher-Ferris Is the end truly the end? Or the beginning of something new? And if the end is the beginning of something new, Then is the beginning the true end after all? Is the true end of all the end…
Slumber Done – hour 1
My sleep is done this ain’t no fun am I the only one who hates the morning? My body says no to work I won’t go a few snoozes, tho will it really help? But this poem here is ringing in my ear…
Who am I?
Who am I? I am just a speckle of dust, Waiting for the wind to carry me back, Into the land of invisibility and ambiguity. Where no one knows me, Where I know no one, Where I wouldn’t have to fear anyone, Where I would…
Solitude…
In this busy world, Where everyone is rushing to meet deadlines, To make both the ends meet all the times, I wonder if anyone yearns for some solitude? I wonder, If just for a minute people stop, They don’t worry about the road jamming traffic,…
Tiger, Tiger…
Tiger, Tiger, Living in the woods, One of the fiercest animals on the land. Swift as an arrow, He kills his prey in just one blow. So mighty, so strong, As he roams, Other animals hide inside their homes. What is that? Lightning struck the…
I’m Not Proud of This – Hour 8, Prompt 8
O Pilot! My Pilot! Our spooked wave ship ended to the left Frosty breathed a tornado ship, prizes and medals and parties Soon the right ship anchor, ears bell, Dancing twin girls Dancing twin boys T T Eyes, Ship Equals Meh plus fencer But O…
Best Friend…
I remember clearly, It was my tenth birthday, My parents had planned a surprise party. But what intrigued me, Was the big brown basket sitting on my bed, With a red ribbon tied at the end. At first, I had thought, Grandma had sent her…
Season of Spice – Hour 7, Prompt 7
Look, here comes a rumor full of flavor and oh my! There’s another little story soaring by. Here comes a tale that’s sordid, tart, and full of tricky things I’m so lucky to have plucked its tiny wings. Rumors are the Spice of life Causing…
Sunrise…
Look around, Nature is meeting the sky. The birds are flapping their wings, As the leaves rustle along with the wind, While the plants wait patiently to unfurl their flowers. Even the Earth is awakening, To witness this beautiful harmony, Of Nature and Sky together,…