Young Writers Society

#127



A streetlight

Stumbles on
Tumbling like a lost
Romantic, imaging the stars
Exploding in
Envy of your sight
Terror chasing madness, but your
Light will always guide me home
Imagine a horse cavorting
Grass nestling under its
Hooves
The world seems alive

Equestrian of light, you stand upon the
Xenolith of life, your great antlers are like the God's
Prayers entertwined in
Lithe ivory rosettes, may you race beneath the
Ocean's mighty waves
Pounce forward like a guardian and protector
Equestrian of light, may you always shine bright and never like a
Streetlight explode and scatter into the night

#130



The Sun shines like a chariot drawn across the heavens above
The sky bright and blue shimmers as birds fly through
Clouds of white and stark little rosettes of light

But amid the peace a cackle fumes
And the sunlight blooms a gloomy grey
As big thunderheads tirade into the light's hallways

Like a hissing serpent lightning forks across the heavens
And a single teardrop falls
A glimmering raindrop plops

A child cries
A cloud shivers and shouts a mighty whisper







A gumdrop strewn from a packet
A hailstone freezing inside layers of dusty water
A happy child stares at

The bear's demise
An old hag tumbling through the thundering skies







Crawling through the window
The waterdrop is coming
Flower, keeper of your petals, cupping tiny ponds

Will a teardrop ever slip out
Don't let the blackbirds sip at what you've brought her







Will you come out to play
Then watch me fly away