Sleep sleep slumber away
gone are the hours of a beautiful day
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sleep sleep dream time to
time for your dreams to arrive to
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Welcome to dream land
all night until day
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When the wonders of the brain
come out to play
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things you cant normally do
in your dreams they may come true
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This is night time
let your imagination
have fun to.
The winds that rush through my hair
the earth spins and spins out there
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I cant feel it I cant see
but its revolving revolving around me
spinning spinning endlessly
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In its orbit
In its galaxy
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Where it will stop
no one will say
will sun swallow it up one bright sunny day
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That is something we are not priveledged to see
it will long out live humanity.
Poetry bash
bring some cash
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I am not a benevelant fund
for you to lease
this is serious if you please
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Time for you to be on your way
typing writing words to say
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Oh no its not home work once again
if you please
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I want to go out with my friends after tea
not sitting writing pretty poetry
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Is this a joke aimed at me
home work again after tea
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Not on your nelly
you must be blind
but I can see
your just trying to humiliate me
by making me write poetry.
I gaze at nature flying by
watching the birds flying in the sky
and think of the freedom you get with flight .
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Set up home and roost anywhere
never having to pay bus or train fares.
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Get the best views and not have to care
no mortgages or rent to pay high up there.
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Freedom to come and go as you please
wings flapping on the breeze
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People watching as you please
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Up at dawn asleep at dusk
never having to wait for a bus
life of freedom with out any fuss
look at what natures showing us.
I can be creepy at Halloween
writing scary for you and me
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Things that whisper and talk out there
the truth comes back to haunt you with a scare
ghouls and ghosts everywhere
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Halloween might be a long way off but I am getting prepared
I,ll walk through a wall
ooh so scary
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I,ll become your poltergeist
and throw something for you to see
but when you say who is it
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I,ll tap you on shoulder
and you will jump out of your skin
whoo whoo I am here your ghostly haunting.
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Ghosts and ghouls keep out of my way
as I,ll spook you and you will jump back in your graves
how many can I scare I will have my way
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I,ll be here ah haunting you this Halloween day
he he he have a scary day.
Weeping willows waving at me
bending swaying gently in the breeze
birds flying high in sky
people sitting gazing at the sight
life rushing about endlessly
no one noticing natures beauty.
Autumn mists trees laid bare
dark nights leaves everywhere
cold chill, hibernation and despair
summers gone nature prepares
birds gather berries of the trees
squirrels hide nuts and forage beneath
log fires burn with warmth and heat
wood crackles burns away
cold dark nights are here to stay
people hibernate away.
Original poetry, commentary, and fiction. All copyrights reserved.
Brett Kristian
Every now and then my head is racing with thoughts so I put pen to paper
Just a small town girl who writes about Christian stuff.
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