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Angels Light

Angels switch off stars

blackbirds begin a new song

chirping Sun awake

Moon moves on

soothing restless souls to sleep

owls observe from shady trees

Day and Night switching places

following the world’s slow spin

continuing our hearts duet

coaxing the solos of lonely beats

twirling with Times swirl

pulsating to the tick tock

flicking of Angels light.

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Pulses

Swept

in the magic of no endings and beginnings

limelight centres hushed chants

reigning the rhythm

glittering glamour confines

tantalizing, shimmering, romantic

smoke wraps around leaves

breathe in the bittersweet electric

plucking strings, tapping drums

an undetonated bomb swaying

flirtatiously, recklessly, gleefully

limbs fluidly clicking

to each demanding beat.

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Dancing Rainbows

Twirling rainbows tap dance in the city

breaking street lamps

cutting through electricity

igniting humans in gold

hands overflowing with coins.

Twirling rainbows tap dance in the city

using humans as solar lights

until the coins run out

and gold flesh turns to bronze.

Humans grab and clutch their leaping dimes

which clang and shake along the path

as rainbow feet stomp in grey,

stumbling when bronze turns to coal

pausing as coal turns to ash,

and then stop when there’s no audience left.

Smothered by the city of fog

the children of ash grow up.

Slowly, the grey allows colours to sparkle through

and tiptoe through the city

dotting the path in gold

beckoning children to trip.