Awoken Morning
Dawning Sun before the moonlight eyes, a hollowed dusk no older than a stranger, I step into a symphony of wispy light awakening fresh, Tossed and turned spaghetti bound bed I lie. Droopy eyes no lighter than the incandescent candle by my side, A soothing rainbow prismed light awakes Wondering what this new day mistakes.
Dark Shadows
The creepy and crawly things in the night, You know the ones, the ones out of sight That dance and play in shadows not bright, Their work is not done till you’ve had a fright.
