The mime is turning, spinning, whirling, Yet time is still... The golden winds beat on the run Majestic spirit and silence screaming in the air While they whisper rhyme And all is fine Children speak And parents eat
Found: A Last Line/First Line Poem Henry Haswell
I take it you are he?
Now it all made sense. He had found him, This man for whom he'd searched so far Was right in front of him
"Will you please tell me Who it is I see?"
"It is simple. I am Blissful That you ask my name."
"What is it That gave you fame?"
"It's the name Just like yours It's all really the same.+
"If that's true, I'll try to follow you."
So began this journey Of Blissful and Lost.
Ode to Explosions Henry Haswell
The match is lit. The button is pressed. The lever is pulled. However it begins doesn't matter. The orange glow comes out. The shockwave releases. The sound of it spills out. In a second, it is gone.
Griddle Cakes Kristen Davis
Golden batter spills out of the bowl Landing in a hot, buttery pan. The yellow liquid bubbles with sweet aroma. The edges slowly browned creating a lake of gooey goodness. I flipped the griddle cake over and repeated the process with my watering mouth. Finally they're done and I squeal in delight with my first bite of heaven.
Silence Kanikkie Yorba
It fills the vast expanse, Consumes every space, it takes. All went silent after being silenced, No noise or sound made. For fear of breaking the tension; The intense, tantalizing, consumable, the silence. Deep breaths in and release on the air of silence. Close your eyes and absorb the feelings, Thoughts, surrounding, process. All that sheds light, come to you, In the abyss of silence.
Amorphous Devin Benitez
Have you heard? Here the Fairfax child was kidnapped and later found destroyed He was almost impossible to identify... Hence, it was the work of the Amorphous One
She who exists without a definite shape She can become whoever or whatever she wishes She seduces her victims and has them do her bidding before she ends them She holds all in her hands
Her defeat is impossible Her skin is immortal Her face is beautiful and entrancing Her name is the Amorphous One
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