Adeeyoyo's Blog

I write what I feel…



Cumulus Clouds


White, fluffy clouds up high in the sky –
The lower layer moves slowly
And, to my eye,
What wonderful shapes they make:
Animals, birds and even the faces
Of men and women,
Then the picture changes
As vehicles of all descriptions
Come and go while I watch,
Morphing from one to another,
An angel, a wizard, a witch,
Fantasies of an endless variety
Take my imagination on a wild journey.


©DGA 30.09.2010


The Nightmare

The Nightmare

With my heart in my throat
I could hardly breathe
As I peered fearfully
Into the dark shadows.
Shades of grey,
Indistinguishable shapes.

A small cry escaped me.
A hand reached out
To draw me close.
“Hush,” he breathed,
And I smelled his familiarity
As his warmth enveloped me.

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