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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The sky beckons me open these eyes and we do The owl and I We turn our gaze unblinking to the sky, The heavens above and together we see We see as two the clouds are touched with cerise, Sighing into deeper hues until they merge Merge with the water drained cerulean tiredness of those many underbellies as if As if the fresh colour can soothe the storm resting within. The skies breathe down cool air, crisp . . . and clear It touches everything With something more than just life, Carries with it the promise of tomorrow, The foreshadowing of nature’s style awakening after the long winter’s cooling embrace. As if she can barely contain her urge to scream Scream out in freedom As if she can barely contain her cries of stretching Stretching out toes and fingers Revelling in the these her first movements that bring Bring forth the blooming promise Whispered in the sky of summer’s raining sheaths of tresses caressing Caressing this hungry earth. With all the tired souls falling rapt by the newly forgotten tears Tears still lingering in the lightly licking touches of grass yawning from sleep. Yawning from sleep. Beneath the timid warmth of our stretched out toes When our souls are tickled Tickled by the dew dropped eyelashes of the earth. And . . . And as always the moonset vanishes for this first kiss is only false One like the first rays of dusk across the night swept sky and lands lingering Lingering beneath the moon’s subtle glow, That false dawn with all its memories intact of yesteryear. Where once walked the souls of children undreamed When we were young in the expanse of this our home When the dirt beneath our bare feet was still untouched by time And this This is what I see in the sighing Sighing of the midnight star.
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