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Casper the Friendly Ghost

Casper the Friendly Ghost 
was youthful and wanted one thing the most;
each episode he searched to find and make a friend.
Fun pals always ran; maybe wispy forms can't plan a solid end.

In realms of dreams, where magic is born in the late evening hour

In realms of dreams, where magic is born in the late evening hour,
A hidden paradise in whispers and in the descending moonlight's power.
Beautiful settings, love like an old perfume, beyond description,
Amber eyes burning with vows in the fire of a dream's depiction.
On this earth, seductive and full of love, we lose our senses completely,
Shadows of

What's This

In a pond,
there lives a frog
who looks and talks
like a polywog.
When he's asked,
Why is this so?
he looks up and says,
I don't know.
Now truth be told
we're none the same
and you can call it
by any name;
but it still holds true
that a rose is a rose,
so go and stick that
up your nose! 
Now it's no matter
if you're here

AMERICA POINT OF VIEW

Without geography
The USA is this world
Others, mere planets...

Japan is in Russia
Brazil is in China
China is out there in the world...!

Geography is a personal study
of the USA... Others are satellites

The Grumpy Witch

Had a rather shadowy pitch,
she stirred her bubbling pot,
and caused more trouble than you thought!

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A Broken Piece

I know I messed things up
But you chooses to be in a slump
You had the chance to show up
When I needed you to pick me up
But you choose to break me up

I gave all of me
You have only seen the dim of me
Ignored the worth of me
Choose to take break from me
You were clearly a

External Storms

External Storms 
Listen close, the winds whisper low,
A symphony of sorrow's ebb and glow.
Thunder rumbles, a beast awakening,
Heaven's own heartbeat, in warning speaking.
Pressure builds, unseen forces stir,
An invisible tempest, nature's curse. 
Silhouettes dance on lightning's flash,
Echoes of laughter turn to ash.
As shadows lengthen and tempests rage outside,
Within these walls, another battle wages. 
A heart laid

Dive In

Dive in
Baby there's sharks in the water,
I need to get in the waters,
You know where not getting younger,
Well sink or we'll swim,
Baby are you with me?
Invincible, until you cut me open,
We are strangers, bound by love's cruel illusion...
Would you dive down, plunge into the abyss?
Tread through the wreckage of my shattered bliss?
Could you swim against

The Start of a New Poem

It is a night creamed by melting darkness.
Fireflies are obsessed with secrecy tonight
And dim their lights cautiously, frugally.
Crickets and cicadas crepitate with muted
Feelings, sallying wretched, orphaned tadpoles.
I cringe from traditional horror,
Wincing with the power of concern.
Lest I forget, the moon travelled out of town.
The constellation was keeping wake in the outer
Universe, where stars were hired

Slanderella

She came down screaming, cloaked in flame,  
A bolt of spite, no soul to tame.  
From hilltop high she cast her spell—  
The art of slander, taught too well.  

They built her shrines in whispered breath,  
In gossip’s grip, they danced with death.  
Her tongue, a blade that cuts

something big and black flew overhead

something big and black flew overhead
we both looked up, the dog and I
wings unlike a butterfly
it flew back up into the sky

a wasp? a wisp? a tiny bat?
I’ll never know, but it was thin
a black dragon fly, a dragon cat?
something with a touch of red.

Utopia

I close my eyes and transcend to a place,
A place where there's no pressure to ace.
A place where serene waters flow,
Where moonlight glows.

A place where breeze lightly grazes my skin,
A place away from losses and wins.
A place where I run barefoot in the grass,
A place where I sit with my thoughts amassed.

A place beyond calm

The curve of your eyes envelops me like a dream

The curve of your eyes envelops me like a dream,
A tender dance, sweet as honey,
In the halo of time, a basin of peace in the night,
Yet within me remains a memory that never ends.
I look back and it seems I can hardly remember
All the moments lived, the dreams touched,
For your eyes have not always been

Happily Ever After

Once upon a time long gone …
The reigning queen let out a yawn,
And stood up from her regal throne
To trample down the hall alone

She ripped the crown from out her hair
And flung it out the window there,
It tumbled down the castle wall …
No knight or king did hear it fall

And off the ground it did

You leave the window slightly open for me

You leave the window slightly open for me, knowing that I love the smell of rain,
those mornings when the sun hides and the world seems washed by dreams.
You give me a half-smile when you find a strand of hair on your sweater,
and you don't brush it off, keeping it as a silent sign of my

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