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Thursday, February 10, 2005


Fantasy World
Just something I wrote. Hope you like it. If you don't understand somethings that ok cause I don't either lol.

Fantasy World

So long ago, by now, it seems
The first false glimps, into my dreams
The river, woods and small wolf pup
Such a shame, I gave it up
The world in which I long to live
To have it now, all I would give
Thinking makes the memory come
See it now, hear steady hum
The forest green, river through it
I want to swim, I long to do it
The clearing in the center there
Moonlight down, crisp, cold night air
All around me nature working
Never know just what is lurking
Appeared, then gone, so fast, a flash
Around the corner, watch it dash
Here then not almost unseen
Winged creature, small and lean
From the mouth, the forked tongue flicker
Silent scales, not one to bicker
From behind, a sound, so soft
As if a tiny someone coughed
Tiny hands, and little feet
A micro laugh, a sound so sweet
Behold the tiny someone sings
Then dissapears on insect wings
Now all gets bright, the scream is heard
Come from the sky, the fire bird
One of flame, now feather burning
Ball of ash, not yet is turning
Now bolt away, lost in the night
Gone, not here, is all the light
Walk up to the river clear
Look down, to my surprise, appear
A smiling face looks back at me
Through the water I can see
A softish face, a human tone
Look much closer, not alone
Speed down the river, both don't care
At once two tails flip in the air
Up to the sky, the clouds move round
Moonlight striking all the ground
Behind a tree, a large, white creature
Pointed horn, now greatest feature
Standing lonely, shyness showing
Purity and ever knowing
Eyes now set, and fear gets hold
Run away, the wisps of cold
Look around, all that I see
Everything means much to me
A brand new world, I call my own
A place where I can be alone
Not a single person here
Just me, myself, with no one near
Not just woods, but meadows too
Swamp and mountain, ocean blue
The wolf den hidden, pups are sleeping
Insects flying, crawling, creeping
Under a tree, a small fox curled
I smile, I laugh, my fantasy world
But memories, have long since past
And everything is changing fast
All at once, now all turns black
I sit, I watch, my world...come back
In my mind, my thoughts, they burn
Waiting now, for alls, return....





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