Walking the Block

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I get use to the distance,
in spike of muscular resistance.
I get use to the hill,
and the adrenaline thrill.
I maintain a steady pace,
while in my own little race.

Within my rhythm & rhyme,
there's never enough time.

Walking the block, walking the block
What's in my "hoody"?,
Much I view as a "goody".
Walking the block, walking the block

I see the flowers start to bloom,
knowing summer is coming soon.
I see all the pretty colours,
and arrangements by my neighbours.
Curving pathways & stairs to climb,
Landscaping sure is looking fine!

Walking the block, walking the block
What's in my "hoody"?,
Much I view as a "goody".
Walking the block, walking the block

Neighbourly "Hello"s now passing by,
conversations sure cause time to fly.
Sharing, laughing, learning, knowing,
keeps us guessing, keeps us growing.
Common interests & activities bind us,
as friendships grow - without a fuss.

Growing friendships, growing community,
growing closer, growing safety, growing love.

Walking the block, walking the block
What's in my "hoody"?,
Much I view as a "goody".
Walking the block, walking the block

Finding many artists living here,
feeling at home among them - that is clear.
Inspirations that surround me,
stir ideas all the time.
Taking pictures to remind me,
project ideas waiting in line.

Walking the block, walking the block
What's in my "hoody"?,
Much I view as a "goody".
Walking the block, walking the block

Opportunities with potential & meaning,
Now dreams-to-reality scale is leaning.
Making hearts happy & people grinning,
We are the ones that are winning.
Friends & families in this place,
sharing themselves with a loving face.

No better place to arrive,
Not just to survive.

Creating a better place to be alive.

 Walking the block, walking the block
What's in my "hoody"?,
Much I view as a "goody".
Walking the block, walking the block

         ~Fini~

Ode to Dr. Pepper

Here I sit waiting for a bus

Achy & tired, I close my eyes.

Wanting to enter the Land of Dreams & Mares.

Knowing I can not, I open my eyes.

And I see a Dr. Pepper, waiting for me.

To me, a melody!

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Ode to the Moon

How beautiful you are, as you bring night to my door.

I want to watch you, dance with you, and tan under your glowing light.

For me to join you, I eagerly wait once more!

As You are the eternal portal, to a world in which I belong.

One of shimmering comfort, to ease our souls.

In which I will enter forever, and not leave... like before.

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Ode to Immortality

I have only known you through legends & myths.

Endlessly I have longed for you to be by my side.

Time continues all around us, to remind me of impending death.

And although I do not fear Death, I want it's visit with me prolonged.

Life has so much to offer... "so much to do, so little time".

So many ideas; I know time will run out before I'm through.

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Violet Skies Through Violet Eyes

Violet were the skies that day

Encouraging me to come out and play,

Fading in and out of dark and light,

Straight through the day and into the night,

Clouds engulfing tinges of blue,

Like the skies that I once knew.

Where are you moon,

Hoping I will see you soon.

For there you shall remain,

Until the time has come again.

Waiting for the sun to say good night,

So you may shine your glorious light.

To stop hiding among the violet skies,

And help us to open our eyes,

To the truths, and NOT the lies.

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I "wrote" this today in tribute to my favourite colour...

Royal Purple... most call this colour violet...

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I "wrote" this to also send my LOVE to those that not only appreciate the colour violet, but also the moon.

This is NOT my "Ode to the Moon"...

that my darlingks, will come soon.

So here's to LOVE LOVE LOVE... & Spreading it like honey!!!

Wild Wicked Wishes!!!

Chris S./ M.M. (*@^@*)

Daily Colours

This is something that I have been doing for a VERY LONG time!!! Over the years, many have asked me why...

My answer: I do it to enhance my day of course!!!

Then there have been those curious to find out why each colour has been designated to the days they are/ how to remember which colour for which day...

This is a trickier answer. Here it goes:

The colours for the days originally come from candle burning. However I didn't always have the candles, so I incorporated it into my wardrobe. This also actually helped me to remember what day of the week it was.

How it works: Each day when you burn the candle colour of the day, it is supposed to enhance/ help to make your day better.

How I remember which colour is for which day... here's where it gets tricky:

Monday: White
White, like a virgin. This starts the week.

Tuesday: Red
Red, for Love. You LOVE the fact that Monday is over!!!

Wednesday: Purple
Wednesday is "Hump Day". Because it is known as the longest day of the week, and to get over the "hump" of the week is hard. Many also call it "Hump Day" because the urge to get laid is strongest on this very long day. Keeping sex in mind... Purple is the colour of sexual frustration (to many). You may be frustrated this day if you don't "get some".

Thursday: Blue
Thursday is the day that brings us closer to the weekend, so MANY are happy to see this day!!! And according to mood rings, blue is the colour of being in the "ultimate mood".

Friday: Green
Fri... day!!! TIME TO PARTY & get fried!!! I try to smoke a MINIMUM of 1 today.

Saturday: Black
We tend to party hard this day, due to not having to work on Sunday. While we do this, we may not want anything that we/ others may spill on us being seen so much. So we want to wear black... it covers almost everything!!!

Sunday: Yellow
Like being "tarnished" from the rest of the week, and the "day of rest". Also the church going day, where we can "cleanse" ourselves from our "sins of the week".
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So there ya have it... It's FINALLY HERE!!!
If nothing else, I hope this has amused you.
Pleasant journeys through the Times of Colours you may choose to engage in!!!
Sincerely,
Chris S. (*@^@*)

The Forsaken Toys Within

As a young girl she felt like a toy; forever to be played by the ignorant, and loved by those she let embrace her. Traveling from tomb to tomb, until she finds one of hers; wrapped in death and deformation. She will not let it fall again, to the reaches of "normality". It will be faithful to the truths within the filth & deceptions of those who would sweetly suffocate with sly tongues and innocence in their appeal.

She will remain it's guide in the worlds between worlds, and realms of agony. Together they fly triumphantly free of any dependencies. Together they are immortal, as their ancestors were once believed to be. And as the bodies lay about the lands of greed, hatred breeds among the survivors.
Once alone, all things have needs and miss those that would be forgotten in a bottle. From times wing span flies the faithful, to conquer Chaos in a moment's breath. Realization can come quickly, like the blood of a slit throat - is it too late?

The majestic ones live in love, but are rare to discover before the truly evil. Sweetly paired with foresight lies the life of the past; and we may still sleep. Dragon scales keep thy slumber safe; but rarity is here, as extinction nears the back entrance. Shadows must protect us from the sad spawns of civility, and cloud out it's degradation of 'guilt tours'.

Journeys into unknown pleasures of self are known to be trap-laden, and must be approached with caution. Love in itself is life's ultimate adventure, to believe is like sighting faeries - is it a mirage of wishes in a pond? The fish are quite nice, if you know the right line. Like a colossal door to the cosmic theatre, the players are freshly picked for acrobats of theory & plasmic attraction.

The fingers point with sights of perception at those who will be fooled. For the fools will be drained of conscience, as windows cry of their plight. Plagues of the world will unite, and the blind will fall in pools of their own kind.

Leagues may come as justice rains, to release the wiggling masses! Peace will claim the land; but Chaos will forever lurk in corners, to misguide the willing. As time continues foreshadowing our world, progress may be eminent. Let us not falter in our ways; as truth will be forever lost in failures, without the sight of our path. [0616061145PMishC.E.S.]