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Witnesses

 

The stories I could tell,

Said the window to the wall.

Lovers kissed and meetings missed,

And oh that awful brawl!

 

I have a tale to tell!

The door said opening wide.

Of people hurrying and others scurrying,

With children by their side.

 

We see all! They said with glee.

The floors were chiming in.

To and fro, don’t you know,

They walk our polished grin!

 

The rugs and chairs felt left out,

We know what’s going on!

They all sit down and crack a frown,

Their secrets then are drawn!

 

Watchers everywhere ,

Could say what you’re about.

But just today, they will not say,

Of that there is no doubt!

Changing Hues

The colour of my words

Is an ever-changing hue.

It shows what I am thinking

In the things I say and do.

 

Bright and cheery colours

Of Yellow and of Gold,

Mean my spirit’s lifting

My stories will be bold.

 

But when the colours deepen

To Purple and to Red,

Then my story changes

The tales may conjure dread.

 

Blues and greens are colours

That suggest a kinder tale.

I pray I’ll do an awesome job

Of which you could avail!

 

Black’s a colour on it’s own

A Darkness it implies.

Should I write a missive

When on evil it relies?

 

Join with me I pray thee,

And wander through my words.

Enjoy the rainbow I employ

With all those nouns and verbs.

Twisted Nicely

Nicely Twisted

Yep that’s me

Looking for angles

That others can’t see.

 

Straight lines are boring

They’ll just trip you up

I’m liking the curves

That’s my kinda cup.

 

Surprisingly twisted

At the end I am thinking

But the story has a finish

You’ll miss if you’re blinking.

 

I play with the words

My sandbox of choice

I’ve something to say

And they are my voice.

 

Thank you for reading

This foray of sorts

It had to be said

Cuz, I’m not into sports!