(Set the Tainted Butterfly Free)
Thank you dear sir for the memories,
The fun,
The up, down, left, right,
Which spiraled into down.
No more put downs, let downs, yelling downs, fight downs and just being a down...
The angel vanished in order to climb the staircase up.
She walks into the office of checking in with herself
As the proctor notices the angel’s vibes have significantly increased
After she set her butterfly turned to moth free…
Along comes another butterfly with a larger wingspan,
Carrying a different star with more than 5 or 6 points on it.
The angel puts the butterfly and star into her secret pocket
And thinks to herself,
Thank you dear sir for the memories that shall be created,
The fun,
The up, where the only way you can go is up or forward,
And for re-engaging the angel’s wings to take flight again to recover from the devil’s wounds.
Setting evil free is like dropping the anvil stuck in your pocket down 20 flights to land in a hole in the ground,
Never to be revisited.
She is revitalized,
And now it is her time to fly towards the sun, grabbing the several-pointed star, and reaching new levels in the game!
Friday, July 31, 2015
Today, 7-23-15, in Micropoetry...
(Memories)
Time flies in a flash
Memories shall never fade
As life’s eternal
(Stronger than the Man)
Masked behind “the man”
She trembles to the finish line
Overcoming odds
(Escape From Toxicity)
She tried to go under the sea
To be free,
But ended up being swallowed with her feet sticking out.
Rescued by a brother of chaos,
She was shown the light in the dark
To enable her lamp to always be illuminated
Even through the red…
He guided her away from toxicity,
Pointed to the sun,
And smiled.
“Everything will be ok” he said,
Because it is better to be alone
Than feel like a chained punching bag knocked silly…
The sun turned pink and new doors opened.
It’s time to carry on, stronger than ever!
Time flies in a flash
Memories shall never fade
As life’s eternal
(Stronger than the Man)
Masked behind “the man”
She trembles to the finish line
Overcoming odds
(Escape From Toxicity)
She tried to go under the sea
To be free,
But ended up being swallowed with her feet sticking out.
Rescued by a brother of chaos,
She was shown the light in the dark
To enable her lamp to always be illuminated
Even through the red…
He guided her away from toxicity,
Pointed to the sun,
And smiled.
“Everything will be ok” he said,
Because it is better to be alone
Than feel like a chained punching bag knocked silly…
The sun turned pink and new doors opened.
It’s time to carry on, stronger than ever!
Thursday, July 16, 2015
Invisible Moon
Just a short poem by yours truly. Enjoy the literaryness :)
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When the tainted sky tries to ignite the fire
And the storm clouds sail strongly,
The one with angel wings tears the grey to shreds,
Encouraging the sun to blossom
And the stars to never need to cry again.
The invisible moon is no longer
As the light smiles and paints the sky gold!
And the storm clouds sail strongly,
The one with angel wings tears the grey to shreds,
Encouraging the sun to blossom
And the stars to never need to cry again.
The invisible moon is no longer
As the light smiles and paints the sky gold!
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