I guess I'm a romantic writer. ;)
The moonlight casting eerie shadows over the ground
Things are never what they seem
A smile comes to my face
Tints of blue and green on this cloudless night
Feeding my aura and touching my soul
Dark trees all around
Secrets waiting to be discovered
As I walk on the earthen ground
And hear the wind whistle through the trees
Like a banshee calling out in glee
A sensation strikes me
I open my eyes and see
The forest has come alive
Every chirp, every snap, every movement
I acutely hear
Yellow orbs peer out at me
Inquisitively inspecting but warmly accepting
Even the fragile ferns on the ground reach out
Their green fronds extending towards me as long tendrils of life
And I rejoice in this moment
I am home.
Poetry by Xuxa
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Written on 2006-11-27 at 07:24
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A Midnight Stroll
Such a different place at nightThe moonlight casting eerie shadows over the ground
Things are never what they seem
A smile comes to my face
Tints of blue and green on this cloudless night
Feeding my aura and touching my soul
Dark trees all around
Secrets waiting to be discovered
As I walk on the earthen ground
And hear the wind whistle through the trees
Like a banshee calling out in glee
A sensation strikes me
I open my eyes and see
The forest has come alive
Every chirp, every snap, every movement
I acutely hear
Yellow orbs peer out at me
Inquisitively inspecting but warmly accepting
Even the fragile ferns on the ground reach out
Their green fronds extending towards me as long tendrils of life
And I rejoice in this moment
I am home.
Poetry by Xuxa
Read 903 times
Written on 2006-11-27 at 07:24
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