Different Verbs, Nouns and Adjectives

The crop line bends the desert casting

Endlessly

Clipper ruins singe softly in the laps. Shipyards bay the platform

Why is it prominent?

Who hit this?

Trains arrive myself to the platform

There is an embarcadero

Though it is not imperial

Yeoman civilians find only the gray

Yeoman sees a Memory

Not an old electric Memory

It is empty curates in

Pylons

Pylons from nothing,

Anything in uniform

Empty that bends skyscraper, but

Only train skyscrapers

Skyscrapers so severe and empty

Knocks

In

Hope

The civilians are nothing now

The ruins are nothing

Empty

Memory out at bay

Desert waited out

Memories happen endlessly

The crop hit nothing in

And now I’m found

Red Tree??

The red color makes the tree look

Alone
As I look more closely, I notice the background
Why is it different?
Who did this?
I tell myself to focus
There is a reason
Though it is not obvious
As I focus only on the red
I see a MONSTER
Not just any MONSTER
It is one covered in
BLOOD
Bloody from killing anything in sight
One that has a body,
only four arms
Fingers so LONG and SKINNY
Covered

In
BLOOD
the wind is picking UP
The arms are moving
Lashing out at me
Blood is gushing out
I become weak
The arms are pulling me in
Now I am
STUCK

Another look at Christmas Tree

Looking through my house each part has a potential to be a favorite. One part I would consider my favorite only stands for about 2 months. Christmas time comes and goes but that tree is left standing in my mind because of the significance. As a young child the tree held me captive standing at 7 feet tall. Still to this day the size of it mesmerizes me and takes me back to my younger years. Not just the size of it but how each light shimmered off the green needles each with its own distinct color. We had 7 kids in the family each had a chance to decorate that massive tree. Each night we would find comfort under the beauty of the blinking lights. Soft mellow Christmas music would lull us into the whimsical magic of those lights. During one Christmas I was the one chosen to place the angel a top the tall tree. My small arms could never reach the height of that massive tree. I carefully climbed a ladder to set the angel atop our tree. This completed the perfection of the beauty of the magic of our tree. During Christmas day the family would gather to talk about what we enjoyed most about Christmas. As we gathered the music softly played still keeping tune even with the family chatter. When I got the chance to say what I loved most about Christmas my choice was always that tree. So even though our tree only stands for 2 months it has to be my favorite. It holds a special place over all the other things that I could call my favorites.