**I'm not sure where exactly this came from....All I know is, my original source of inspiration was a family of woodpeckers that were roosting in a birch tree outside our cabin while we were on vacation in Canada. What do you think?**
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One: Just out of reach.
For the affect I search, search wide search deep
So incomplete.
Perfect flaws, scars seep,
Just out of reach.
Black birds fly soar high,
Just out of reach.
For the feel I search, search wide search deep
So incomplete.
Anxiety stalls, stops quick,
Bravery just out of reach.
The life in need of saving
Just out of reach.
For the words I search, search wide search deep
So incomplete.
Cloudy days and muddled thoughts
Blend in time as big raindrops
Fall like sacred tears on dirty sidewalks
Umbrellas up and all around
Shelter those who never found
The beauty deep within the dripping water
Who is left untouched by pain?
Or never felt the hurt and shame
Like stone, remains; unchanged, unbroken?
The clouds will clear and life goes on
But sunshine never lasts for long
And rain returns to give and take away
Ideas and Thoughts
*A/N* Early Mornings, Disappearances, and Apparitions is actually a true story of the other morning when we went to feed the horses, only the names are altered ;) hope everyone enjoys!!!!
**inspired by my imaginings of what life might be like many years after a dystopia (and by watching Independent Lens and POV, and reading The Other Side of the Island too many times). I apologize in advance for any go-green sentiments or other cheesiness... (cringe)**
The days pass by
Blending in a monotonous blur
The blaring sun sets
Only for the alabaster moon to replace it
Ends another day
Begins another night
Search out answers among the stars
Await a god that never came
Make a futile attempt to recite a prayer
Watch the clock rewind
Thorns covered in hemlock entice our touching
We always covet what we cannot have
Wanton desires lead to eternal damnation
Keep searching for your god that never came
I would like to know, it's simply the nature of curiosity,
How does one grow so, and yet does not bow?
What does one see, you're simply so high in the sky.
It's just the nature of my curiosity.
I would like to know, it's simply the nature of curiosity,
Do you mind all the climbing, clambering children?
They scale your branches so effortlessly, and I wonder, what do they see?
It's just the nature of my curiosity.
I would like to know, it's simply the nature of curiosity,
What of your glorious pink blooms?
The hawk took wing
And stretched out his flight
Soaring above the earth
As the sun was raised
Breaking the coldness.
Shivers ran through the ground
And a silent tremor
Rustled through the trees.
The sky shone vast
Like a golden sea
The hills were gleaming
As the snow faded
All the earth below him
All the sky above him.
The glory of the seas
Rippled and glinted
The sky spread blue
As the white dawn
*Note: You may want to read -A Peek Into the Land of Second Draft-Iraella and Baeddan Prologue first to understand this :-) I hope everybody enjoys. Sorry for the double post BTW!!