Hello again moon
You'll come again soon Around 28 days i suspect From complete to the new Tides beholden to you Sally forth from east to west Red at the rise Silver at high sky Animals nocturnal are all your pets Reflecting our flame Why craziness came At full I can reflect Because you pull the tide Our bodies also ride For we are 70 percent water Many strange happenings The full moon doth bring In the bright darkness all thing can see better Werewolves come out And vampires reroute The blood coursing in our interior Ah...yes Amazing feats With the moon a visual feast I thank god for a vision that is so bright and pure
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Tommorrow night How does one react
To a personal attack In a form not fully explained Extra sleep in the sack? After being taken aback No good now to try to gain A misperception gone to far Caught fully off guard What is the next move? Seal an emotional jar? Let is become scar Is this the best thing to do? No answers Questions abound Drivin to ground It still hurts all No way to prevent When not good enough called No kindness here lent Today was an ouch... Once upon the land of Nill
A fairy came and dropped a pill This pill I found and swallowed whole Thus was consumed both heart and soul My body changed to magic land I found myself a new born man With powers strong and at times strange I began exploring this new plane In due time I found a castle Within it reigned a king called Rapsul Full of power, young and strong I called a challenge for the throne "Rapsul come forth if you dare I'll kill you in a fight that's fair" The king was proud and full of conceit He assured his subjects of my defeat "This young human me cannot touch I'll answer challenge, he'll feel my thrust" So was settled, we'd have a duel A sight worth watching for those he ruled The day was planned, the stage was set Face to face, swords drawn we met He charged me first, I parried fast I slashed upon his back when past He hollered out a cry of pain I cut his throat thus blood did rain Silence held his subjects still Thus I became the King of Nill A big art fiesta where all are invited
Together creating and standing united A dream of a world where we all see beauty Joing together this world community A language transcending both race and our culture One that connects the past and the future So party it up, dance, sing and laugh And with God willing, this won't be the last The spring bloom arrives with a swoon
As the blossoms revive back to life With colors and scent filling the eyes and air The green returns, a time for regrowth The insect are out in force Who cares? It's getting warm again |
Douglas Karson
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