Moonlit Dreams

The night mist dances

slowly, gracefully

over the  darkening land.

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and as night deepens

she quickens in her journey.

There is much to do before dawn

on arrival she wastes no time

soothing, calming and inspiring

each to dream their beautiful dreams

and as peaceful slumber arrives

she smiles and swirls away

sharing more of her moonlit dreams. 

                                                         Hansi  Riley

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Lunch Break Wanderings

I saw this man rush by pretty fast 

and the thoughts came pouring in.

Hmm, he could be escaping,

running from the past.

Or maybe he’s in a hurry

to see his lover before she leaves.

To run off with that other guy,

I think I’ll call him Steve.

Too many possibilities, continue to arise

but the clock has kept on ticking.

So back to work and still my mind.  

                                                    Hansi Riley (=

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Old Man Winter’s, at it again

He makes his appearance

in a cool set of duds

long white coat

matching gloves.

Whistling a tune

that shakes the trees

loosening the last

of Autumn’s leaves.

He’ll flaunt his colors

of blue, grey and white

and orchestrate storms

to show off his might.

The days he’ll shorten

and nights prolong

constantly changing

his bone chilling song.

His powerful reign

will play on for a spell

but he’ll finally wear down

and go straight back to ….       Hansi Riley

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Adventures at Sea

How I wish I could sail the Seas

breathe air so alive

taste salt in the breeze.

So exciting and dangerous

for those born without fins.

We might spot a Mermaid

coming up from within.

Or fall upon Pirates flying skull and bone.

Who could say when your traveling

this far from home.

What I wouldn’t give

to return to the Sea

and to experience adventures

like in the books that I read!   Hansi Riley

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I am Imagination!

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‘I am imagination.

I can see what the eyes cannot see.

I can hear what the ears cannot hear.

I can feel what the heart cannot feel.’  

Peter Nivio Zarlenga 

 

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