LRM poem

Dying Beauty A nother season of chang is a upon us my once luscious green leaveas are developing new colore not sure how this new season will go with all the new changes that will came along or how I will grow through the sunshine and storms that end the old is the beginning of next life season Sign in to see full entry.

Treat The sun begin to set then the melamorphosis is complete with their sack in hand on the prowl for a Sweet treat a knock or a ring at the door opening to moster, daemon, sweet fairy, warrior, and so on with three little worlds You can't help but hand it over with the time ended they go home to... Sign in to see full entry.

What will I be I'm sitting here waiting for my transformation to begin a twinge of fear hist when I see all the tools and the knite in hand that pierce my head to expose my inner scraping me hollow leaving me smooth and empty then turn me about to the right angle with a ting saw remove pieces from... Sign in to see full entry.

Choke on words An overwhelm thought pop in my head to share a word All that You did and are for me but a since of what I suppose could be stafe fright that I Choke up Sign in to see full entry.

Beating to be Broken We start out unaware of those quakes to came there are some you see ahead but when it does massive it can be small to big ones do occur through life journey that can leave scar behind some will heal and vanish with time other no matter how long pain still remain learn to live... Sign in to see full entry.

Like a Spider The spider tends to sit alone there are other around But along the wall she stays spending time making webs lack of nerve to lave the wall to soar like butterfly before all hiding under the wall flower shadow the spider may remain Sign in to see full entry.

It's a Weed This seed can come from nowhere and grow quite aswell Sucks the joy, confidence, out or every thing It can be stabborn and hard to get rid of But just as easy to That Weedly Doubt Sign in to see full entry.

Shakey Ground It's hard to walk when the ground isn't steady But even harder to walk with unstable balance Wabbling all around going back and forth Unsure of each step It's hard to walk when you're not balance Sign in to see full entry.

Season of Life Spin As a seed growning until that day it is push through Summer Feeling the warmth of the sun discovering as it continues to grown Fall Groun a little weary age with season past Winter An empty place now remains for it is done at last Sign in to see full entry.

Reverse Fishing Fisning is when you bring someone up from under the dark water to the light of the surface But when you are snagged by what ever type of bait it is being brought down low in a darkend fitter of vour That's is reverse fishing Sign in to see full entry.