Ants
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The trees they sway.
The wind convey,
Their branches all a ’swinging.
The breeze can whisper,
Make you shiver,
On feathery wisps a ’winging.
The wind grows louder,
Oh look at the trees
the leaves fall every day
the trees dont blink an eye
leaves are meant to be this way
So why do we care
about the words someone might say
about the look of a stare
Everyone is a poet at heart, They come up with brilliant ideas Only to be shut down by a wired minded society. Your brilliance stands out among all of these plastic molded people Darling, Don't be discouraged YOU, Your ideas, Are what we need i
Did you see the Fire dancing light likeSunbeams and ants we All are taken little by Little did we Know that everything happens For a reason you doNot remember Those icy frozen days and
The world spun as I drove into the sunrise.
Past the the piercing dot of orange light,
Ants drove around in their cars going nowhere
Doing nothing for no one.
I watched the sun rise over the ants on the right.
Inspired by the piece "Persistence of Memory" by Salvador Dalì
Unicorns have an eon long feud
with leprechauns –- a war of misconceptions.
Some believe that leprechauns are a miniscule threat.
We are the greatest experiment
We are a bio experiment
We are a social experiment
We are a addaptation experiment
We are ants
And God is the twelve year old with a magnifying glass
What I wouldn’t give for a camera
to freeze this moment
forever
and always.
To show people the richness of the soil;
how it clumps together -
dark,
shifting,
In school it's true, we must all wear pants.
It is with that I don't disagree, but it is on whether or not the pants allow us to dance.
In my school pants can reach the floor.
The Rain
It Falls.
Those Cannonballs
Exploding Upon
The Ground.
Destruction
Our Home
It Crumbles.
My Sisters
They Drown.
The Life of an Ant
