The Heart Hears Music 5/5 (11)

Fallen light slipping through the grasp of leaves, littering the ground
Violet flowers dance across the speechless grass
The soothing smell of honeysuckle floats through the air like a pixie
A lake, standing still, peacefully smiles
Oar dips, sending ripples of life
From an old rusting boat
In the forest the ears may hear silence,
But the heart hears music


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The Note 5/5 (1)

I thank the silence
That keeps us apart.
And the darkness
That lets me sleep at night
Without pondering the question that looms above
What are we?

They said love was warm and soft
Like the baguettes found at a french bakery.
Yet it feels heavy and cold
Almost like guilt.

They said love was beautiful and gentle
But as I pass him,
I feel like I’m being stabbed
As false joy disguises dread.

They said love was a blessing
But they’re wrong
It’s a curse
Coated in desire.

It all started with a note
from him.
So obvious and blunt:
I love you.
So simple and evil:
I love you.

I cried.
Maybe from pure joy
or pure anger
I loved him too.
Just not what we’ve become.


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Why

Those special memories
When we climb Mr. Bijan’s favorite
tree and steal the fruits

Those special days
When we cheat on the tests but
we never got caught

Those special times
When we tie the running contest
and we had to share the trophy.

Why we stopped it
Why can’t we stay together like
we used to do

Is it because we are far away from each other.


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A Satisfying Morning.

The sun rises up in the sky
Making pink, yellow, and orange
Colors that dance onclouds
In perfect harmony
The birds tweet a song
A song that makes the world clearer
A song people wake up for
A song I wake up for
Dew drops sit on the roses outside my window
They look so delicate
So smooth
So real
And yet when I touch them
They disappear
Like a spirit in the real world

I can only imagine where they go
Does it snow there?
Do the stars shine?
Does the sky turn gray when melancholy?
I’ll never know

Morning doesn’t last forever
But it always comes back
When the sun and the moon switch places


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Dog Fight

Running from a pack of wild dogs
Only to be cornered
Grasped by the collar, pulled up by the alpha
Socked in the face

A million bees sting me
A hundred alligators bite me
A thousand people laugh at me
Nothing compares to the pain I feel right now

Thrown into a dumpster, the pack howling and saying,
“You couldn’t hit a bunny!”
I drah myself home, like a pitiful puppy
I return to my pack, blood and dirty while they lick my wounds with love

The next day I come back like coyote looking for its prey
With bandages on my side and pain my heart
I show up to the pack of wild dogs
And leave a token to say “thank you for making me tougher.”


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Night-Cat 5/5 (13)

As the Night-cat’s wings spread,
My feet heavy as lead,
The Night-cat whispers to the Moon-dog,
A tree crumbles into a rotten log,
The Night-cat’s eyes begin to glow,
Then her eyes stare at me with great sorrow,
I back away as she crosses a moon-lit petal,
Suddenly my legs turn to metal,
The Night-cat moaned a tear-jerking cry,
As the silver pond lilies started to die,
She then flew to me in a longing way,
And in a soothing, creamy, soft voice she began to say,
“We live among blossoms in bloom,
I am midnight and he is Moon,
you should not be here among the golden stars,
you should be down on Earth, with your murdering cars.
You are a people, many I can see.
You are sweet as cherry tea.
Leave now and you will see,
How beautiful life can be.”
I looked at her, and she looked at me,
They I saw the lifelong beauty,
meadows of green, and skies of blue,
It’s so amazing what one
Cat
Can
Do.


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Cat and Butterfly 4.45/5 (11)

A cat and butterfly
Make me cry
With happiness
They are hard to miss
Elegant and beautiful
They inspire the soul
Give me wings
Like we are kings!
Make my life more colorful
Not a damp lump of coal
They are my night and day
I am not to stray
I miss them now
I don’t know how
I let my cat and butterfly get away


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Little Potions

Little bottles on the shelf
Sitting still and silent
Little potions I made myself
Always causing excitement
Glass holds the liquids in
Corks cover the tops
Sometimes there’s a lid
They won’t spill when they drop
Big and small
Tall and short
Lined up against a wall
Some hold a quart
While some have none at all
Glitter and sparkles
My gems and jewels
Their powers beyond compare
No one touches these, never do they dare
These bottles hold more the potions
They contain hexes, curses, and more
They can set anything into motion
See, these bottles hold secrets
Those ones thought to be lore
No key can open the cabinet
Nothing can bust it open
Unless the requirements have been met
And you have been chosen
Magic is a practice
There are many ways
Some types are the better to help us
But some can set you ablaze
Potions are quite easy
Depending on your rules
Reading spell books can make you queasy
Some are too old school
Little bottles on the shelf
Sitting still and silent
Little potions I made myself
Always causing excitement

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