Tag: mood
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The Greenest Days
The greenest days always brush your soul, You’ll feel it there, your heart lets you know. As flowers stretch, take their morning breath, When sun meets earth and dawn is met. Like orange skies as they’re breached by blue. As the moon recedes and hides from view. My heart ajar, the world feels so new.…
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Winter Winds
Those winter winds feel like spider webs. First the breeze catches my ears, a slight shudder signaling a shutter-full-year. Upon the busy boulevard, where booze is bought in boisterous bars! Where laughs are loud and ladies laud, and all the assholes, they seek applause. Pacific Winter Winds, they greet our coasts. The taverns walls littered…
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In the Abyss
In the abyss, beneath corral green. Like Sisyphus, but it rolls downstream. As fates connive and unwind their spools, Dreamers dance–they are dancing fools. Bowie sent Ziggy towards the Moon, As the pastor King marched to certain doom, When Marilyn kissed the chosen son, They told us then that the war was won. They say…
Writings by Samson Mousa 