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Hello hello all you under the moon
Its a time to celebrate, its finally June!
I've been released from the hospital, and my friend is home soon
Welcome ladies, enbys, and gentleman to the wonderful month of June!
From Pride month to birthdays we get to fill balloons, we get to start summer off and the sun wakes us at noon, the weathers warm enough to show off scars I haven't in a while, but I can't bring myself to do anything but smile.
I cannot go to pride parades, I'm grounded for summer time
But moonbeam still messages me and I smile, they know I'm doing fine.
Happy June to all!
Happy pride month, birthday, and summer all!!!
content:
the cool soft breeze caressing your hair
happiness:
the clear bright sunny sky
sadness:
the gentle rain dampening your skin
depression:
the pouring rain drenching your clothes
anger:
the scorching sun and whipping wind
rage:
the violent winds and tornado warnings
Even through the overcast,
the Sun Shines Through,
to me, this is a depiction
that you will shine too.

Don't let the Cloudy Skies,
shade out your delight,
let the Sunrays break through and
let the Sun Shine Bright.

The Sun will break out, and
clear the Gray clouds away, and
Leaving you with blue skies, and
a sunshiny filled day.

So, on your Gloomy Days,
of dark clouds up on high,
just be assured that through it all,
The Sun breaks through dark skies


B.R.
Date: 4/1/2025
Bardo Mar 4
The bees of Brazil
Their there still
Still the bees
And still the Brazil.

But should they grow ill
The bees of Brazil
Should they grow ill
They'd no longer fulfill
They'd all just be nil.

There'd be no more hunny
It wouldn't be funny
There'd be no more money
It wouldn't be too sunny... anymore.

But today - anyway
They still take their fill
The bees of Brazil
They go where they will
... Until
Bit of a nonsense poem or else an environmental classic LoL
Note:  Inspirations for you and for me as well!!!


Oh, Bring me the Sun!!
Shower down your Sunrays
of positive vibes,
Beaming down on us
knowing that hope is still alive
The buzzing of the bee's
The singing of the birds
The power and strength of these encouraging words,
The Clouds in the sky
That are up so very High
The skyscrapers can climb
As the airplanes are flying by
What a beautiful day
feeling good to us all
The call of the wild,
Is our beck and call,
The beautiful seas,
Of the ocean breeze,
So, still and so calm,
As we are feeling at ease,
Life will go on,
as we can see,
Water is LIFE,
As I do so believe,
Oh, Bring me the Sun,
For you and for me!!!!


B.R.
DATE:  2/8/2025
Maria Feb 9
I’d like to talk about spring,
About nature’s breathe with fresh
And breezy mornings, sunny days,
About feelings in spring plesh.

I’d like to talk about love,
The one that takes you all, in whole!
It’s in your heart! It is inside!
It makes a magic just for all!

I’d like to talk about myself,
The one that I don’t even know,
About myself with different fate…
But truly, I guess I’d better go.
Manx Jan 24
High above the valley
Nestled amongst the trees;
There's a memory,
There's a memory.

Shining down from the peaks
In the afterglow of the moon;
There's a memory,
There's a memory.

From the bough an echo whispers
Like the song the swallow sings;
There's a memory,
There's a memory.

On bright & sunny days
I grieve the hardest then;
There's a memory,
There's a memory.

Happy memories
To the dearly departed
Zelda Jan 2
⚠️ Trigger Warning ⚠️

I’m not suicidal,
I fear death.

I think about dying—
it's always a vivid, beautiful, sunny day.

I just want to bleed, cuts under the skin.
I just want to starve, protruding bones.
I just want to disappear, non-existent.

I’m trying to get my affairs in order,
to tend to my responsibilities,
to care for my loved ones
just in case.

I’m not suicidal,
at least, I don’t think I am.

I fear death.
Jan 1 2025
*Trigger warning ⚠️*
When did the sun start setting,
Before 5:50 at night?
Missing the sun right now.
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