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A Storm Is Coming...

I took a second to admire this perfect day...
And noticed that something was blocking the Sun's ray...
The children quickly looked up and stopped their play...
Noticing that their blue sky was becoming gray...
Black storm clouds began to replace the white ones...
And mean, angry winds began to shove the nice ones...
Thunder crackling drowned out the bird's singing...
To the point where my winged friends considering leaving..
The ruffles in the water started to become waves...
Lightning began to strike, setting the sky ablaze...
The clothes on my back suddenly seemed thin...
As I felt a drop of rain plop onto my skin...
The trees no longer had their calm sway...
But it seemed as if they were getting blown away...
All I can do is hope that things change for the better...
But this proves that nothing good lasts forever...

-Double-@

Taste Of A Dream

The taste of a dream is as sweet as can be...
Without having to feel, smell, hear, or see...
I'm always satisfied by fantasy's lovely nectar...
Hunger flees in cowardice from my feast of a lecture...
I sip a deep thought, or bite into a daydream...
And that alone eliminates the thirst that the day brings...
Delicious invisible delectables, on unsightly platters...
I just stuff my face with thought like nothing else matters...
When I give my taste buds a rest, and pause from eating...
Then my stomach growls, hungering for some thinking...
As if they grew on trees, theses fruits of thoughts come naturally...
Devouring in plain sight, even in public, so casually...

I'm a sucker for the sugar-coated doses of fantasy...

But I bet they'd taste even better in reality...

-Double-@