That place on the moon

Smoky Mountains by JVivienneC

On the moon
There are smoky mountains too
Though not as picturesque

I am sure

As our Blue Ridge range
Travelling the horizon for miles
Pink, violet and indigo

I am sure

The moon alone
Coverts its barren grey
Undulating landscape

I am sure

You and I appreciate
Our flora and fauna covered terra firma
To dwell upon nature's panorama

I am sure

We would never
Want our smoky mountains
Be barren like that range

On the moon

Words by ninotaziz Copyright 2011 © ninotaziz. All rights reserved.
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Written for the Poets United's Thursday Think Tank - an adventurous place
Inspired by the wonderful Random Deviations at DeviantArt

Listen

Listen to the rhythm
The song of the wild
The trees that rustle
The breeze that sighs

Listen to the waves
And the birds in the open
Flying higher as they brave
The vast and wide ocean

Listen to the silence
That keeps stars suspended
Up high in the heavens
Even as the song ended

Listen to the blood rush
Through veins so young
All the world hushed
Life was simpler once

Listen to the heartbeats
That march in tandem
Two lovers asleep
Together in abandon



Listen...listen...
Listen to the symphony of life




Words by ninotaziz Copyright 2011 © ninotaziz. All rights reserved.
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Written for the magpie tales - a musical place to be

Metamorphosis

Do not struggle so, my love
It will only take a while
Then we will fly to the stars
You and I




Words by ninotaziz Copyright 2011 © ninotaziz. All rights reserved.
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Written for Microfiction Monday - a realm where the impossible occurs
weekly, here prey and victim take flight. Find more bizarre tales here.

Watch the Skies

Photo by Diyana KamaruzA

If the moon can smile
With the stars across the sky
So can I, so can I...

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Written for the Poets United Thursday Think Tank prompt: Observation
For more smiley faces in the sky from all over the world, check here.

The Curse

Once upon an old story
A hermit fell in love
With a vision of beauty

He fashioned her lovingly
The fragrant Cendana bark
Transformed into his lady

Happy was his hearth
With child, a precious girl
Of charming cleverness

Until Cendana betrayed him
For one who radiated strength
Like the sun above, on a whim

The hermit turned his back
On love and all worldliness
Cursed his wife - oh! so sad

Back to her original karma
Good and evil trapped within
The fragrant Cendana

Unlike her scent - never to escape.





Words by ninotaziz
Copyright 2010 © ninotaziz.
All rights reserved.
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Written for the Magpie Tales - a mythical place to be
Today's offering is based on the Wayang Kulit story, Maharisi Burung Jerijit