Mother nature is calling my name.
Though clouds reign supreme,
i know where the stars are.
The soft blue of the grass,
ghosts and faye passing through the meadow,
and the mantis walks alone.
Always a predator.
This place is home.
a stream whispers through,
with the bow of blowing branches.
shhhhhh.....
My mother is singing to me now,
descending from the moon.
calling for my devotion.
I have no reason to give.
I would rather sing to the moon,
spraying cool liquid down in beams.
light blue liquid.
tangerine liquid.
fire liquid.
The elements run amok in the moonlight,
and threaten to trample my perfect night.
The key to heaven is here,
in the peace of the evergreen glade.
The sea is spraying in the background,
leaving its salty scent brushed in my skin.
Even in my soft paradise,
they threaten to trample my perfect night.
But with the moon burning bright,
and the help of stardust and gold,
they go away,
whatever my troubles are.
A firefly lands on the tip of my nose,
dull sodium glow tantalizing.
An owl calls in the background,
I am coming home.
Author notes
I just want you to feel the grass underneath your feet on a cool spring night. That's what I was doing about five minutes ago.
A contest entry
- Imagery Contest--Take Me For A Walk by Viyanna Rosemarie.
850 points, ended April 24, 2007, 25 entries
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thank you very much for your entry into this contest for mr d. i appreciate as well as i know he will. i wish you the best of luck in this contest. viyanna rosemarie
if you can capitalize the beginning of your sentences i would appreciate it. mr d reads at 72 plus font and anything to help him distinguish lines will be much appreciated. viyanna roseamarie
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I capitalized the appropriate lines. A new sentence isn't marked by a period, though. Sometimes I use periods as more of an emphasis than an actual phrase marker, so I capitalized where I saw fit to.
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