Nazare’
Waveriders
In pursuit of the most thrilling
Bone chilling
Fantastic fantasy
Upon cliffside scenes
New waves breaking
Are reborn dreams
Set in reality
Fading sometimes in the tides
And autumn light
Calm seas turning into dreams
Dreamt in the night
and
Felt in the sea breeze
by the early morning light
the ocean’s calling all
enticed by
the most alluring sight
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Wildfire
My heart is humming
My gaze upon you is running
My soul through
My skin
Sweat
Yearning for your loving
To you
My spirits
Been summoned
Sparked by my desire
and
In the hills
And valleys of your beauty
My wildfires a coming
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Soundwaves
Haunted dreams and and daydreams
And echoes of the past
The sound was just a shadow
The last
Gone as the sun went down
Blown over
With the tides
The sea now settled
Waves all crashed
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Hermit
Shrouded in darkness
When the sun don’t shine
The light within
The strength to find
The bright side
In the truth
That in your days
Doesn’t shine so bright
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Virgo
Her summery spirit and winterly blues
Seemingly Eternal and
Alive in the myths of the ages
Resented by some
Embraced by sages
Reflected in smiling faces
Known in the far corners of the lands
In the most common
And strangest of places
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Skywatchers
The first hint of light
And the new day has begun
In the shadows of the sun
Beneath cosmic illumination
Piercing through the clouds
Forests and windows
As the mornings breath
In the air gently blows
Lonely is the night
Yet no one is alone
Witnesses of the new moon
Sometimes bright
Always fading soon
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Dream Perfection
Big and beautiful dreams
picture perfect reality
of the heart and mind
Alive in fantasy
In the morning sunshine
You awake by sounds and sight
The guiding light
The Forgiving rain
The whispers of the forest breeze
The hum of the skies
Birds and bees
All that your eyes can see
All that your being can believe
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Shoreside
Feathers in the breeze
On the sea scene
The sea’s scene
By boardwalk painters seized
The sailors dream
Of warm breezes
and sunbeams
The future of tomorrow
Lies in the aspiration and
Visions of the plans
The fishermen see
Tides roll in
And out
Rain or sunshine
The seagulls wander over the shores
Peacefully
Squawking about
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Morning Snow
Snowed in
Natures house arrest
Warm cider
Picture perfect
Kind of day
Sunshine and silent snowfall
Gleaming ice
Wind wisping our troubles away
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Moonshine Oil
Haunted by the howling wind
Blinded by the moonlight
Broken
By and by without care
Victimized by the fright
Of the ghostly
Most ugly freakish of sights
The ink bleeds Lies
Lies and
There aint nothing nice
You could ever love
In the coldest of shadows
Creeping in the willows
Of nothing nice
Aint nothing nice
In the air tonight
Just spooky dreams
Sending cold shivers
.Through chilly spines
wickedness
Nighmares
down on the bottom
Of an overworn cursed
Tainted
Drying and draining bottle
no one really likes
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