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The Bus WIndowIt was coldThe Bus WIndow
too cold
the bus windows were frosted my eyes were misting
their were cries
music blaring
I don;t know why I don;t understand but I had to
I inched my hand toward the cold frosty glass
I had to touch it
It set me free THe Pad of myfinger started to trace
traced a word I knew but never understood
L-O-V-E It was for no one
only I could see it
the humidity let it frost over
till it was nothing
nothing left for the world to see I still knew it was there Hidden under the frosted droplet
by ~Ribbons-in-the-wind
Pitter PatterPitter PatterPitter Patter
A sound you almost hear
What is that sound scratching the page
No pen is moving
Is something there Stories start
With these sounds
Legends begin
But who are the makers of these sounds The answer lies in the Fairy realm We’ll brings you tales of places you have been Places you will never see
We will take you to the future A little ways past the past
But keep a little ear open
For the people who start legends
Who bring the stories to life
Listen closely hear
The little pitter patter
Of sounds you alm
by ~Ribbons-in-the-wind
As you Like it ChoreopoemBEGINAs you Like it Choreopoem
(music plays)
T: (Chanting) As you like it S: (Chanting) As you like it M: (Chanting) Celia, Celia A: It’s a hard matter for friends to meet but mountains may be moved by earthquakes and so encounter T: cousins, sisters, so close, but S: so far T: love is like a ribbon S: a ribbon in the wind M: Celia, Celia, Celia urge you cousin forth T: you have a kind heart, pure to speak A: Herein I see thou lovest me not with the full weight that I love thee. If my uncle, thy banished father, had banished thy uncle, the Duke, my father, so thou hadst be
by ~Ribbons-in-the-wind
Shouting to the WindI’m standing hereShouting to the Wind
Here wishing
That someone would here me
Someone other than the wind
I wish that these words I shout
Could be heard
Heard by someone who needs them more than me
I wish that even if these words don’t carry
The energy will
That somewhere someone Listening to this same wind knows I will listen to them
I want to shout
Into the winds
And let my words travel far
Farther than I’ll ever go
So here is what I say
To all who will listen
Listen to the wind
“Let your dreams carry on
by ~Ribbons-in-the-wind
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One day I'll wake up from the Nightmare and all the pain will go away. Then I will be born as the light I always wished to be but could never reach. May my dreams break through the shroud of Darkness
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One day I'll wake up from the Nightmare and all the pain will go away. Then I will be born as the light I always wished to be but could never reach. May my dreams break through the shroud of Darkness
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