The Half Full Hourglass

The night was black and eerily still,
sensations naught but for the chill.
The fog then quickly settles in.
It is death but for the din.
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With nowhere left to run or go.
A silence welcomes from far below.
Or follow the sounds of mournful screams,
awakened to a life of no one’s dreams.
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Nightmares seep with a shuttered mind.
Yet sweetly we rest when freedom we find.
Tomorrows beat within our hearts.
Open eyes see bright, new starts.
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But it is sleep where we all do dwell,
our futures told of heaven and hell.
We’ll meet the many never to know.
Then in a blink it’s the end of our show.
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When we wake a dimension’s gone.
Feeling flat upward we’re drawn.
We rise to heights imagined by one.
The world awaits, our day begun
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Tread the paths, both waning and worn.
Use your sharpness when you’re torn.
And sleep will guide us to our core.
But time awake always one third more.

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Music to My Ears

Lulled by music without a sound,
sleep arises when feet leave the ground.
The high notes soar, the low notes pound,
harmony’s felt all around.
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Eyes closed with visions bright,
darkness consumes, and we call it night.
Stars shine with guiding light,
our sun awakens a new day’s sight.
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Hidden worlds then unseen,
reality just time between.
There’s months of white and of green,
pastel shades fill the scene.
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Ghosts of the past by our side,
together we travel far and wide.
Upon their wings, how high we glide,
melody’s echo like a changing tide.
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Life is lived never alone,
spirits follow on their own.
Reminding us what to atone,
joining then when we’re grown.
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Death’s a part of paying dues,
we only cry when we lose.
The future is for us to choose,
we’re still singing, singing the blues.

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Desires Need

Sultry eyes share a sliver between

Unseen realm of bliss unseen

Key awaits a comely chest

Flesh sizzles for desired guests

Feasts await seducing all

Desserts the climax not to stall

Lounge upon the golden down

Release the weight of golden crown

Treasure’s shared – lids embrace

Line crossed, sleep wins race.

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