Skeletal feet clickity clack,
a zombie child chewing bubble gum
giggles.
I have set a cackling witch at my door
but none are sacred tonight,
yet the cold hand of the dark
shivers all.
Candy is proffered,
horror masks nod, drool and moan,
bone handed gloves
grab recently caught Swedish Fish.
I shove the witches switch at them,
it's the only way
to save some treats
for the hungry ghost
that lives in my grimly grinning mouth.
refuge
I spot two ducks
and using my fancy
I picture them in nesting mode
more ducks
meadow
mankind’s playground
humans on a picnic
strangely frightened, left in a rush.
litter
mid-stream
kids formed a dam
in the years past and gone
a safe place for spawning catfish
shelter
forest
tall evergreens,
fragrant pine-needle floor
has become wild creatures’ heartland
haven
white clouds
no sign of rain
people no longer come
what may be hiding in the woods?
wonder
refuge
mankind’s playground
in the years past and gone
has become wild creatures’ heartland
wonder
April 6, 2023
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Sadness within me is my skald,
Ignorant world, taunting my afterworld,
Why is my soul in this soil pinfold...
The sky is filled with dark enshroud,
Am dumbstruck, thunderstorms cloud...
Love is an unloved harken,
The heart in me, a shrunken token...
Fey reliquary in the sand,
Buffing the defoliated leaves off my land,
She lay her tears on my heartland...
Miseries of the silenced one...
Tortured hell gone...
I woke up one day as I didn't know what to do or say and found hope coming back my way on this precious day. In return I was horrified for not knowing what was to come,although again I found it all not feeling controlled just letting it all go just walk and stand tall for I've found everything. For my family is everywhere I go as I didn't know what to do or say, and just like before I've been guided home where the children play. Outside playing freely reminding me that this day was like a day before, to not even know how to be, to only remember that on this most precious day that a family is the world to me. For I'm now back home to where I will be free and me for the world to know and see that this day was also like a day before when it all began, when God gave us this heartland.
The Heartland
A living human is a universe
Animated by the Heartland kingdom
Since the juvenile age, it's disturbed
By the desire of Love
Some universes dream being conquered
By a gorgeous attractive empire
Which shines like a double rainbow
But dreaming is easy, the reality is strong
The sensitive heartland can be so powerful
That it repulse the pressure of a magnet
The Metamorphic land is faithful to its mood
And have strong mottos that make others suffer
This desire is worse than the vampires
Who are looking for blood to survive
A universe in love can make all sacrifices
But the heartland is still not payable
It's just a special gift
I yield to the earth
in supplication to nature
with worship in each breath
listening to a sermon
of kookaburras
as a kangaroo bounds out
a plate for tithe
I see goannas parade
the ancient rites
and koalas swoon
with the new age gospel
waving their faces,
and hanging from their mouths
and the platypus
monks of cold,
carry the testaments
to the deepest hovels
living with just one heart
I can breathe a tide,
and find home
With serenity
Of nature all around us
Peace comes forth smoothly
By: Misty Leccese
© June 28, 2009
Inspired by Raul's contest.
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