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Chloe Clayton Poem
I am the sea.
I let the fine sand sink,
I let the velvety sand shift.
I let you swim soundly,
I let you soundly swim.
I am the sea. I am the sea.
I let the sun touch my waves,
I let my waves touch the sun.
I let the rocks turn to sand,
I let the sand turn to rocks.
I am the sea, I am the sea, I am the sea.
I let you release your sadness in me,
I let your worries come free,
I let your anger float away,
So you will be happy today.
Copyright © Chloe Clayton | Year Posted 2021
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Chloe Clayton Poem
T-The colour of despair, that fills your head,
H-hungry black devourers.
E-eating up all the hope.
C- Creating beauty in the sky,
O- opening up the glory or the stars,
L-light illuminating the dull black night,
O-only to increase blacks greed, to become the most noticed thing again,
U-unique is not something to describe back, which makes him feel angry.
R-releasing something called fear.
B-Beautiful though the stars are,
L-lest black turns evil, pay more attention to him,
A-and don't be scared of black's despair,
C- creeping up in your hair,
K-knowledgeable though you think you are, no one will know the secrets of black.
Copyright © Chloe Clayton | Year Posted 2021
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Chloe Clayton Poem
The breeze brushes my face,
The flowers flutter, petals like lace,
The towering trees have a soft slumber,
The shrubs multiply leaves to an infinity number,
Ivy twirls, rocks, then sits,
Gazing down at the violets in their small orchestra pit.
An ornate hammock swings and creaks,
Butterflies fly to cheer up trees that weep.
I think to myself,
It's a lovely day.
Copyright © Chloe Clayton | Year Posted 2022
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Chloe Clayton Poem
When life flashes in front of my eyes, I see meadows full of golden wheat, and rosy pink flowers.
When life flashes in front of my eyes, I see myself reading, undisturbed, for hours.
When life flashes in front of my eyes, I see a grandfather clock, it's golden centre hitting the polished wood.
When life flashes in front of my eyes, I see the pearly white snowflakes gather on the ground, as I smiled, and tightened my hood.
When life flashes in front of my eyes, I see crackers being pulled, and the smell of roast turkey filling my nose.
When life flashes in front of my eyes, I see buds poking out of the grass, and a single rose.
Everything is black.
Copyright © Chloe Clayton | Year Posted 2021
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Chloe Clayton Poem
Butterfly colours
shimmer in the sky.
Butterfly wings,
flap in my eyes.
Butterfly colours,
soar through the clouds,
Butterfly patterns
spin through the air,
Butterfly colours,
drift through the rain, thriving, eating, fluttering.
Blue,
Ultra violet,
Tan,
Tart,
Ebony,
Red,
Flame,
Lavender,
Yellow.
All the colours of the phenomenal butterfly.
Copyright © Chloe Clayton | Year Posted 2021
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