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Twilight Breeze

Twilight Breeze

 

In the land of Neverbelieve,

I tasted scarlet strawberries under the beautiful, blossom tree

that swayed in the summer’s day.

I saw my reflection in the glittering blue waters.

I heard sorrowful, songs floating in twilight breeze.

I touched the summers air, as warm as a friendly, fire.

I smelt the memory of my Nanna’s roses, from her small loving garden.

 

The land of nevermore.

Poem

 

 

 

 

In the land of nevermore, I saw a memory of me chopping talking marshmallows.

 

In the land of nevermore, I touched the memory of a volcano horse, it burnt my finger.

 

In the land of nevermore, a magical Unicorn galloped in a field at sunset.

 

In the land of nevermore, I saw a mystical waterfall  that was purple.

Twilight Breeze

Twilight Breeze

 

In the land of Neverbelieve,

I tasted scarlet strawberries under the beautiful, blossom tree

that swayed in the summer’s day.

I saw my reflection in the glittering blue waters.

I heard sorrowful, songs floating in twilight breeze.

I touched the summers air, as warm as a friendly, fire.

I smelt the memory of my Nanna’s roses, from her small loving garden.

 

A Twilight Sky

A Twilight Sky

In the of Neverbelieve,

I saw crystal blue water,

Swiftly pouring down a graceful

Waterfall.

 

In the land of Neverbelieve,

I found a twilight sky blossoming

Around the everlasting moon.

 

In the land of Neverbelieve,

I heard the screech of scarlet birds,

Calling for one peck of food.

 

In the land of Neverbelieve,

I tasted a sweet sensation

As powerful as two opposite magnets.

 

In the land of Neverbelieve,

I touched a putrid leaf,

dazzled with pearls of wisdom.

 

In the land of Neverbelieve,

I felt the burn of curdling candles,

Capturing it’s prey.

 

In the land of Neverbelieve,

I sang to the glistening waters

Of the dancing trees.

 

In the land of Neverbelieve,

I smelt the memories of the fluttering

Indigo leaves and the scarlet sand.

 

Deep Blue

Thursday the 30th of September 2021.

 

In The Land Of

The

Deep Blue.

 

 

In the land of the Deep Blue,

I sung to the depths of the waters

That mumbled and grumbled.

I tried to calm it,

But it did not listen.

Its waves crashed down on me and took me away.

But underneath, the sea was… calm and beautiful,

A civilisation of love, light and harmony.

And so, in the land of the deep blue,

I sung to the creatures of the sea.

By Evelyn Foulsham-McCoag

THS

 

 

 

A Shooting Star in the Black jet sky

In the land Neverbelieve, I found some scarlet red strawberries, juicy and ready to be picked.

In the land of Neverbelieve, I heard a shooting star, shoot past the black jet midnight sky.

In the land of Neverbelieve, I saw cotton candy, like pink puffy dream clouds on a stick.

In the land of Nerverbelieve, I touched a koala, soft and cuddly.

In the land of Neverbelieve, I sang to the sunset rainbow colours, a brush of kindness shot through my heart – warm and welcoming.

In the land of Neverbelieve, I walked up to the top of the misty mountains right to the highest point.

Deep Blue

Thursday the 30th of September 2021.

 

In The Land Of

The

Deep Blue.

 

 

In the land of the Deep Blue,

I sung to the depths of the waters

That mumbled and grumbled.

I tried to calm it,

But it did not listen.

Its waves crashed down on me and took me away.

But underneath, the sea was… calm and beautiful,

A civilisation of love, light and harmony.

And so, in the land of the deep blue,

I sung to the creatures of the sea.

By Evelyn Foulsham-McCoag

THS

 

 

 

Deep Blue

Thursday the 30th of September 2021.

 

In The Land Of

The

Deep Blue.

 

 

In the land of the Deep Blue,

I sung to the depths of the waters

That mumbled and grumbled.

I tried to calm it,

But it did not listen.

Its waves crashed down on me and took me away.

But underneath, the sea was… calm and beautiful,

A civilisation of love, light and harmony.

And so, in the land of the deep blue,

I sung to the creatures of the sea.

By Evelyn Foulsham-McCoag

THS

 

 

 

dark waters

Thursday the 30th of September 2021.

 

In The Land Of

The

Deep Blue.

 

 

In the land of the Deep Blue,

I sung to the depths of the waters

That mumbled and grumbled.

I tried to calm it,

But it did not listen.

Its waves crashed down on me and took me away.

But underneath, the sea was… calm and beautiful,

A civilisation of love, light and harmony.

And so, in the land of the deep blue,

I sung to the creatures of the sea.

By Evelyn Foulsham-McCoag

THS

 

 

 

dark waters

Thursday the 30th of September 2021.

 

In The Land Of

The

Deep Blue.

 

 

In the land of the Deep Blue,

I sung to the depths of the waters

That mumbled and grumbled.

I tried to calm it,

But it did not listen.

Its waves crashed down on me and took me away.

But underneath, the sea was… calm and beautiful,

A civilisation of love, light and harmony.

And so, in the land of the deep blue,

I sung to the creatures of the sea.

By Evelyn Foulsham-McCoag

THS