Tuesday Poetry and a Fwhaliry!

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Howdy there! Thanks for stoppin' by Scribbles this fine morning/afternoon/evening/whatever time it is where you are. Today is our Creativity Day so, without further ado, we present to you A Poem written by Eric.

A Poem

By Eric

You beneath the blood moon

whispering a lie of quick death

thou crying frantic boy

tiny shadow of black

never bitter, never sad

for you see, from the light

shall you drive away the rain

and reveal the elaborate shine

of your time, of life and love

for it will soon be forgotten

like the time of love

the time of strife

the time of life

it shall move throughout the wind

like the waves of in the moonlit breeze

to the place of dreams and the forgotten

to stay until it is to be reborn and thought of often

only to then be forgotten

in the endless circle of time

but Young boy

never forget the sound

of your mother's heart

for it shall sing

the symphony that will shine the light

upon you to lead you through the darkness

to the light of love

and to the one you truly need

as the wind blows its gentle breeze

it shall carry the leaves

for they will fall to the ground

there they will wilt and rot

until they rejoin the dirt

which in itself will return to the land

were it will nurture the root

to then create the sapling

which will become the tree

with the leaves that shall fall

so is the world and the time that passes

as the sword swings

and the shields clash

the hearts of men and boys

stay the same

for both sides fight for good

while the thoughts are the same

for both fight for evil

as the battle rages

the hearts wane and the fight slows

for shall end in death

but shall begin with life

and start again but as war ends

and shall begin again

there is the war of the heart

that never quite begins

yet never quite ends

but love is your shield

as it is your sword

and so you will fight

as that is life

and as that is death

this is how time flows

and the world goes.

life is like a pen

as the ink flows

the time goes

each breath you take

is like each word the pen writes

from the time you inhale

to the period at the end

it may be your first

but it could be your last

the image of normal

is the pond of life

with ripples

and swirls

it can change

as you can

normal is yourself

it is your being

none can say not normal

for normal is all in

the minds eye

and within you

Fate is the wind

it forms and molds

to fit every crack and wedge

if it is blocked

it bends and curves

to continue on

with the breath of time

just when you think

fate has lost

it thins then grows

to continue with

your life till death

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