Allie’s place
Moon #2
Momentary eclipses maneuver.
Other planets orb.
Only ghosts orbit.
Nearby stars shine there amazing light on the surface of the glittery moon.
Momentary eclipses maneuver.
Other planets orb.
Only ghosts orbit.
Nearby stars shine there amazing light on the surface of the glittery moon.
Yellow
Yellow
It inspires me so much.
First, it inspires me to be happy, as yellow is a sign of happiness.
Next, It inspires me to go outside, at least during the summer because its so warm and sunny out.
Lastly, it inspires me to be bold, care about others, and share my happiness with them
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August 21st, 2021
@sunshinegiraffe123 this one is one of my favorites
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Haunted House
When I thought of the Haunted House
I crave the half-timbered, haunting howl
Through which came screaming, screaming, screaming
That empty, empty webbing
Much I marvelled this haunting rise
Suddenly, I heard some charging
'It's that cat,' I muttered
It threw its ghost against the metacarpals
'It's that skull,' I muttered
Much I marvelled the bats maze
And its eyes have all the spiderwebbing
And its eyes have all the open
When I thought of the Haunted House
I crave the half-timbered, haunting howl
Through which came screaming, screaming, screaming
That empty, empty webbing
Much I marvelled this haunting rise
Suddenly, I heard some charging
'It's that cat,' I muttered
It threw its ghost against the metacarpals
'It's that skull,' I muttered
Much I marvelled the bats maze
And its eyes have all the spiderwebbing
And its eyes have all the open
Cemetery
When I thought of the Cemetery
That lonely, lonely quarrying
You warned me about the beneficiary
The patron brought such sorrow
By the grave I saw the stones
I felt obliged to to admire the tones
By the grave I saw the sons
It threw its ghost against the cobbles
I threw my stepbrother upon the floor
By the grave I saw the stones
The chromatic cobblestone chatting
When I thought of the Cemetery
That lonely, lonely quarrying
You warned me about the beneficiary
The patron brought such sorrow
By the grave I saw the stones
I felt obliged to to admire the tones
By the grave I saw the sons
It threw its ghost against the cobbles
I threw my stepbrother upon the floor
By the grave I saw the stones
The chromatic cobblestone chatting
Rain
Rain - tormentor of my dreams
Droughtiness - droughtiness - droughtiness!
In there stepped a showerless humidity
Death shall bring showers
Quoth the sogginess, 'Mind the validity!'
I heard a damp, fahrenheit sprinkling
What could there be more purely twinkling?
Much I marvelled the galore thunderstorm
You warned me about the windstorm
While I pondered, wet and cuneiform
Much I marvelled this tropical flood
I have dreamed of the thunderstorms
Eagerly I looked for the hygrometer
I threw my cryometer upon the floor
I was a transformer and you a storm
Rain - tormentor of my dreams
Droughtiness - droughtiness - droughtiness!
In there stepped a showerless humidity
Death shall bring showers
Quoth the sogginess, 'Mind the validity!'
I heard a damp, fahrenheit sprinkling
What could there be more purely twinkling?
Much I marvelled the galore thunderstorm
You warned me about the windstorm
While I pondered, wet and cuneiform
Much I marvelled this tropical flood
I have dreamed of the thunderstorms
Eagerly I looked for the hygrometer
I threw my cryometer upon the floor
I was a transformer and you a storm
Plants/ Colors of nature
Pink - tormentor of my dreams
I crave the balmy, beige beige
My mind always strays to roses
I felt compelled to sniff the tulips
I discovered the begonias
And so I screamed, 'Is that a bridal wreath?'
Much I marvelled the orange royal purple
Remembering many rubious, blue cymbidiums
Pink, pink!
I crave the pink, purply periwinkle
And the hibiscus never tapping
It was overlapping
And the periwinkle was knapping
I have dreamed of the succulents
Through which came matching, matching, matching
All my soul within me hatching
The bearberry seemed happy matching
Much I marvelled this intervening counterpart
It threw its ghost against the zinnias
Pink - tormentor of my dreams
I crave the balmy, beige beige
My mind always strays to roses
I felt compelled to sniff the tulips
I discovered the begonias
And so I screamed, 'Is that a bridal wreath?'
Much I marvelled the orange royal purple
Remembering many rubious, blue cymbidiums
Pink, pink!
I crave the pink, purply periwinkle
And the hibiscus never tapping
It was overlapping
And the periwinkle was knapping
I have dreamed of the succulents
Through which came matching, matching, matching
All my soul within me hatching
The bearberry seemed happy matching
Much I marvelled this intervening counterpart
It threw its ghost against the zinnias
Colors at night
Coral!' chuckled I, 'Yes Coral!'
The colored coral chatting
Chatting and chatting with my toothed whale
The coral reef smiled.
'Purple!' chuckled I, 'Yes Purple!'
The purple in the sky beaming
Beaming in all different shades Smiling due to the fact that it knew it would make the sky beautiful.
'Yellow!' chuckled I, 'Yes yellow!'
What could there be more purely mellow?
Then the yellow sky creating such a bright look on people's faces.
'Apricot!' chuckled I, 'Yes apricot!'
Apricot creating such a splendid reflection on the teal water down below.
When I thought of the pearl
It made me stop and wonder, were the oysters watching in amazement at the beautiful sunset?
Were there people looking at the pearl color in the sky and in the water?
Were there people watching all the colors in the sky form this beautiful sunset?
Coral!' chuckled I, 'Yes Coral!'
The colored coral chatting
Chatting and chatting with my toothed whale
The coral reef smiled.
'Purple!' chuckled I, 'Yes Purple!'
The purple in the sky beaming
Beaming in all different shades Smiling due to the fact that it knew it would make the sky beautiful.
'Yellow!' chuckled I, 'Yes yellow!'
What could there be more purely mellow?
Then the yellow sky creating such a bright look on people's faces.
'Apricot!' chuckled I, 'Yes apricot!'
Apricot creating such a splendid reflection on the teal water down below.
When I thought of the pearl
It made me stop and wonder, were the oysters watching in amazement at the beautiful sunset?
Were there people looking at the pearl color in the sky and in the water?
Were there people watching all the colors in the sky form this beautiful sunset?
Horses 🐴
Horses speak.
Occasional strolls saunter.
Rounded saddles operate.
Slow gallops stable.
Efficient farmers produce
Horses speak.
Occasional strolls saunter.
Rounded saddles operate.
Slow gallops stable.
Efficient farmers produce