Category: Rhyme
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Wordle: Decorator’s Torment
Bare walls. Something missing. With no time on my hands, Me? I’m hissing. Losing control Rolling my eyes Potential for greatness This entity unwise. Is victory mine? Evidence proves not An idea from thin air Will decide the lot.
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By The Lullaby Tree
Hush my child, no need to speak Just close your eyes and do not peek The Dream Angel cometh with dreams galore For you to take part in and enjoy Hush my child, and worry not As you drift to sleep without a thought The Dream Angel will see you on your way Until you…
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Stellar Dust
Stellar dust sails upon winds made of light Land ahoy somewhere not yet in sight Cruising at speed throughout empty space Passing time caught in an unending race Hurtling forward Forging ahead Aimlessly seeking something else instead Stellar dust lives as it travels along Onward and upwards with its journey’s song
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Aurora
Blending, cascading, twisting and bright Folding, evolving darkness and light Rippling, stippling, shimmering free Dancing and glowing and pure energy
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Merely Folklore
The Full Moon gave rise to the legend Of the wolfman on the prowl But was the wolfman folklore To folk lured by the chilling howl?
The Mansionic Perspective 