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Jul 24 2008

An Animal for the Day

Published by lilairthepoet under Poems Edit This

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If I could be an animal for the day,
And sweep away the stress of the busy human way,

I might decide to be a graceful horse.
The beauty of the horse,
So grand with soft colorful coats of coarse hair.
And the way they gallop through the fields of land and flowers,
Without a care in the world.
A horse for the day, would be like a young innocent child,
Running carefree in the warm sunshine,
The brightness surrounding and sparkling on that precious coat of fine beauty.

Or perhaps I may decide to be a wild lazy alley cat.
And lounge in the tall hidden green grass,
Chase animals for a big mysterious adventure,
Or cuddle in a loving person’s lap
Without a worry in sight.
Falling asleep in the cool evening night.

And then I could fly high up above in the deep blue skies.
Soaring beyond the clouds feeling free and nothing but the
Wind in my wings.
I wouldn’t have to worry about keeping my feet on the ground,
Or where I was going.
I could fly beyond my destination, wherever the wind would take me…
There wouldn’t be a certain time, or place.
It would just be a flight, going to wherever and whenever I may please.

There’s something mysterious, yet something precious about these animals.
They don’t experience that stress of the daily human.
Most just graze, play, run, and fly-
Why sometimes a human should take this wise advice to their own minds.

Take a moment to graze,
Or run about in a field nearby.
Feel the sunshine against your face.
And pretend, that just for a minute,
You might be one of these animals,
Just for a day.

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Jul 24 2008

The Create a Poem is on its Way

Published by lilairthepoet under Welcome... Edit This

It seems that there has been a few participants so far in the “create a poem project.”  I just wanted to post what the poem has stated so far for those who might be interested in adding their lines……


UNTITLED:

Into the darkness, I wept, so one could hear my tears

My soul is forever broken.

Pieces that can never be repaired,


To participate in the project, just click on the “create a poem” in the top corner of this page, and type your lines in the reply box.  Be sure to make it somewhat relevant to the poem that is being formed, and please no adult or vulgar content. Thank you.

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