by the ocean tales
I follow the moon
her pattern draws the day
and crosses the sky
from morning to night
each afternoon past
collect those jewels
while they last
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Category: Moment
Beautiful blue flowers
They caught my gaze
down a lane I have not been.
curiously I went down
that lane
to admire;
the beautiful blue flowers.
I took a photo
to remind me
of what had transpired;
the joy of inspiration.
Robin
There, right there,
infront of me;
a sudden dart
and a worm.
the catch, the prize:
for me, as though it was…
he flew away
to return again.
Butterfly
a butterfly came to visit me
her colour a blur
of brown and black
but I could make out her eyes
as if to say hello
farewell and goodbye
