featherfoxx

I write to get it out, hopefully one day soon I can write to share.

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  • featherfoxx 18w

    The power of the ocean
    I'm humbled, a speck
    But the ocean's controlled by the moon,
    -she's a wreck.
    It shows on the tides...
    those whitewater vibes...
    The crossing of currents
    conflicting at times.


    ©thefeatheredfoxx

  • featherfoxx 18w

    Find me in the ocean
    floating happily
    with waves of adrenaline
    washing over me

    Find me in the ocean
    gliding under waves
    floating in the womb
    in front of mother nature's caves

    Find me in the ocean
    when the sun is going home
    Sometimes I want to walk right in
    just to feel at home.


    ©thefeatheredfoxx

  • featherfoxx 18w

    The gentle rustle of Oaktree leaves
    The shimmering bustle of sunlit seas
    Always the same, but changing stills
    Like the gravitating pull
    of our hearts & wills.

    ©thefeatheredfoxx

  • featherfoxx 18w

    The gentle rustle of Oaktree leaves
    The shimmering bustle of sunlight seas
    Always the same, but changing stills
    Like the gravetating pull of our hearts and wills.

    Still seas at night
    & big ocean liners
    Jumping ship
    to find Treasure Island...

    ... where Genies once roamed,
    with orangutangs as friends
    & blonde children meet me
    at the rock pool once again.


    ©thefeatheredfoxx

  • featherfoxx 18w

    Saltwater baby,
    now is fullgrown
    walk into the ocean
    & find your way home...

    Or sit on the shore
    whilst living life's dream,
    whilst watching me glisten
    as though you're apart from me.

    Or perhaps you could stare
    at my Sun as he leaves
    to the other side of me
    to give life to the trees.

    But you know he'll be back
    & you know I'll be here
    'coz tomorrow is never
    & you're MinE, you are here.



    ©thefeatheredfoxx

  • featherfoxx 63w

    I thank the owl that gives a hoot
    & at my gate, from the big rock swooped.
    the warning sign is always nice,
    when you're breathing fire but carved in ice.
    A slow treacle,
    like diamonds fall..
    from a frosty exterior,
    thinning the walls.
    Timeous melting, but frozen in time
    Blazing from the inside
    Dry Ice on Fire.

    ©thefeatheredfoxx

  • featherfoxx 64w

    The days will pass, as time is not...
    and what is now is all we've got.
    Forget your dreams, idealic scenes..
    There's nothing but now & the ALL it seems.

    Then what is seperate or in-between...
    if this is a place of seamless seams?
    If nothing matters & LOVE is ALL...
    why do we panic at the thought of the fall?

    Fall we must if we want to fly,
    Coz the sky baby girl, is only so damn high.
    But space is so pretty, it makes me cry
    Funny how gravity, creates our blue sky.
    So yes, go fly, just not too high
    Coz remember, you're 'no Angel', just a Ravencrowmagpie.

    ©featherfoxx

  • featherfoxx 75w

    In a Shul as white as bone
    Ivory marble, cold white stone
    As far as I see, no one is known
    Just me in the Shul..
    .. at the foot of a throne..
    a seat of Blue & Gold is shown
    Midnight velvet, embroidered Gold sewn...

    Who sits here? I wonder now...
    At whose feet do I take this bow?

    ©featherfoxx

  • featherfoxx 84w

    Trust in life,
    there's nothing to lose
    No one to impress,
    nothing to prove.
    Just you and yourselves,
    devising the ruse...
    a world of reflections,
    a dream you did choose

    ©featherfoxx

  • featherfoxx 84w

    Words like nothing
    Feelings so rare
    Holding an apple
    But describing a pear

    ©featherfoxx