It was late at night. The sky was dark dark blue, and the moon was covered with fog. Just a small shred of light made it through the skies, down from heaven to earth. Slowly lightning up a small of earth. Making it possible for human to see. Showing them where to bee. A breath of wind goes through the night, making trees shiver, and clouds move. Making it even harder to see, and colder to bee.
The dark comes closer, and the moon starts to fade. It gets slightly colder, as the wind and shred makes the sea seditious. Listen, carefully, and sounds of waves, as the sea washes against the seashore, and the sounds of leaves, falling, as the wind tear them down, blowing them far far away from their mother tree, can be heard. Giving the night a magic and bewitched atmosphere. Over the mountains, a long long distance from here, the moon gives the horizons a bright mauve color... Making promises of a better time to come.
On the other horizons the night is getting closer, and darker. It's late, and it starts to blow perceptible more. Moving cold rain with itself, and turning it into snow, as it blows mercilessly over the earth. The moon disappears behind a big black cloud, as snow covers the ground with a soft, cold with blanket. The lakes and seashores starts to freez, and a field of eternal snow spreads all over the world.
That bright mauve horizons comes to sight on the other side. As the skies starts to move away from the moon, the blanket slowly disappears, making the earth green all over again. The shred of moon light give the earth back it\rquote s magical and bewitched atmosphere.
The lethargy is over....
Cattie - okt99.
The
Wind
Though
the cold winds blow
We are inseparable
As the chill does finds us
We are not susceptible
With
smiles and kisses
We share laughter
From this day forward
Until the hereafter.
As
the cold winds blow
We cling together
Huddling, cuddling,
No matter the weather
No
wind nor storm
Shall make us part
For the wind we share
is within the heart.
Just Deb 10/3/97
Purely chance we met and a clever rouse began
with an underlying rumble and a giggle now and then
comfortable relationship, mixture humor, admiration
each in his own right, with lack of complication.
Over time it grew, to some extent, a test
looking to the morrow, identify the best
engaged in recreation, not looking for a champion
only challenge to the mind, only companion.
Ironically, as always, the gods do play their joke
when comfortable and happy, convenience they revoke
an assessment of alliance, yet another challenge faced
distance, time, fate; can this friendship be erased?
meeting
new people
is so nice to do
at first you know nothing
then feelings shine through
their likes and their hates
their burning desires
are traded for yours
as the love spreads like fire
a love that is simple
a love that is pure
a love that is lasting
a love that endures
i say to you today
that i'm glad i met you
i will be here for always
my friendship is true