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Terra Incognita

Putting out fires not of my making
it's time-consuming heart-breaking
the grass over there don't seem any greener
and from my perspective the streets are meaner
the so-called social networks are as unsociable as can be
impersonal with dirty laundry on show for everyone to see
despite self-admitted wrong-doing and misdeeds
the herd still follows their every lead
but I won't borrow sorrow
and be overwhelmed by the troubles of others
doing my best making the most
if it's not one thing it's another
and then sometimes it's both
feels like the world has gone to hell
with nary a handbasket to carry us there
and I'm at the bottom of a deep dank well
is the world spiralling out of control
while I'm abandoned here in a drear dark hole

Premium Member A Little Goats Dream Nursery Rhyme

Once a little goat with a small horn,
Wanted to become a unicorn,
She wished and she wished every night
And prayed and prayed, it might
Come true, I want to wish on a star,
So the next night they saw one far,
But although so bright
Gave off little light.
Look mummy at that grass over there,
Please don’t stare,
For they might run away, fairies
Right next to the bush with berries
I’m going to send them a whisper
Mummy kissed her, ooh your whisker
Tickles mummy, suddenly three
Fairies flew by her side what do you
Wish for most, as you are of the few
That never asks, whatever you wish,
I want to be a unicorn, please
They waved their wands with ease,
There stood the prettiest pink unicorn, 
Gone was the small horn,
Replaced by a twirly one,
The little goat girl now an awesome unicorn,
Her star sign remained Capricorn.
She had a fluffy mane
And her eyes were blue, insane.
Oh fairies I love you so much
Your wands and their magic touch,
What can I do for you.
and you and you,
Listen to your parents and be a good girl,
And thus your mane will always curl!
HURRAY

Entering Contest: Nursery Rhyme 5 
Sponsor: Eve Roper
Dated: 21/04/2021

Premium Member And Then-

they lowered his casket six feet down into the cold ground.
They shoveled him under as I wept-
                    and then the green grass grew over.

I planted pretty flowers around his headstone 
and they soared high in the summer sun.
One year, five, ten years and still I keep coming back
                    to this place of tears,
                    to weep.  And then I lay

                    on the green grass over him
                    whispering my love

to brittle bones buried six feet under. I am frozen
                         in this past sorrow . . .  and then, and then, and then.

___________________________
April 14, 2017

Verse/And Then
Copyright Protected, ID 892441

And Then
John Lawless 

Fifth Place


I Love You In Green---March 2015

I love you in green

why you lay upon the prettiest hills

I have ever seen.

around the mouth of the Lakes

from far and near

Beautiful green grass I see

waving as the wind blows

ever so lovey , standing tall.

a luscious green covering of

grass over this mother earth.

I love you in green

as I hear hole in one,

while watching a little white ball

rolling on smooth green tuff,

golf is the name of the game

but the color green that I so love

is what driving me in sane.,because

I love green.

I Take These Trips

I take these trips to go walking
I take these trips to clear my head
I travel to hell and back
I take these trips to go walking
And now I’m writing to get 
All this out of my head
I take these trips to the graveyard at night
I shoot summer stars with awful glances 
They say home is where your rug rests
My rug is the grass over their bones
My soul is the earth between their coffins
My ears hear their children in the streets
My eyes see
What my eyes don’t want to see
My eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the lord
My eyes have seen their demise
I’d tear out my eyes to blind me from the sight
But I can’t seem to escape this awful place
I can’t get away from the graveyard
I can’t escape my home
I’m from where I am 
but how can i live without my life!
how can i live i live without my soul!

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