Collaborative Poetry

[Dark Angel]

In the earliest hours of every morning, ghosts will lurk & lounge, crying out mysterious names

[Three White Butterflies]

In the earliest hours of every morning, ghosts will lurk & lounge, crying out mysterious names

Through the forest a dim light what curious creature will i meet tonight? 

[xxmissdaytonaxx]

In the earliest hours of every morning, ghosts will lurk & lounge, crying out mysterious names

They long for something more than just soulless mind games 

[Three White Butterflies]

In the earliest hours of every morning, ghosts will lurk & lounge, crying out mysterious names

They long for something more than just soulless mind games 

Through the forest a dim light what curious creature will i meet tonight? 

[Dark Angel]

In the earliest hours of every morning, ghosts will lurk & lounge, crying out mysterious names

They long for something more than just soulless mind games 

Through the forest a dim light what curious creature will i meet tonight? 

Owls, squirrels, & troubled souls, gathering beneath the pines

[IanadeIrey]

In the earliest hours of every morning, ghosts will lurk & lounge, crying out mysterious names

They long for something more than just soulless mind games 

Through the forest a dim light what curious creature will i meet tonight? 

Owls, squirrels, & troubled souls, gathering beneath the pines
Or witches and wizards boiling bubbles, casting sweet spells in staggered lines? 

[Dark Angel]

In the earliest hours of every morning, ghosts will lurk & lounge, crying out mysterious names

They long for something more than just soulless mind games 

Through the forest a dim light what curious creature will i meet tonight? 

Owls, squirrels, & troubled souls, gathering beneath the pines
Or witches and wizards boiling bubbles, casting sweet spells in staggered lines? 

The spirits will tempt their prey, like sirens on wistful summer nights

[IanadeIrey]

In the earliest hours of every morning, ghosts will lurk & lounge, crying out mysterious names

They long for something more than just soulless mind games 

Through the forest a dim light what curious creature will i meet tonight? 

Owls, squirrels, & troubled souls, gathering beneath the pines
Or witches and wizards boiling bubbles, casting sweet spells in staggered lines? 

The spirits will tempt their prey, like sirens on wistful summer nights

As midnight sun meets morning dew in mournful moments of paradise

[Super Movie]

In the earliest hours of every morning, ghosts will lurk & lounge, crying out mysterious names

They long for something more than just soulless mind games 

Through the forest a dim light what curious creature will i meet tonight? 

Owls, squirrels, & troubled souls, gathering beneath the pines
Or witches and wizards boiling bubbles, casting sweet spells in staggered lines? 

The spirits will tempt their prey, like sirens on wistful summer nights

As midnight sun meets morning dew in mournful moments of paradise

Calls of forgotten names echo through the dusk-filled skies 

[Three White Butterflies]

In the earliest hours of every morning, ghosts will lurk & lounge, crying out mysterious names

They long for something more than just soulless mind games 

Through the forest a dim light what curious creature will i meet tonight? 

Owls, squirrels, & troubled souls, gathering beneath the pines
Or witches and wizards boiling bubbles, casting sweet spells in staggered lines? 

The spirits will tempt their prey, like sirens on wistful summer nights

As midnight sun meets morning dew in mournful moments of paradise

Calls of forgotten names echo through the dusk-filled skies 

And I sit here and wonder, are they alone? Do they have a place to call home? 

[Dark Angel]

In the earliest hours of every morning, ghosts will lurk & lounge, crying out mysterious names

They long for something more than just soulless mind games 

Through the forest a dim light what curious creature will i meet tonight? 

Owls, squirrels, & troubled souls, gathering beneath the pines
Or witches and wizards boiling bubbles, casting sweet spells in staggered lines? 

The spirits will tempt their prey, like sirens on wistful summer nights

As midnight sun meets morning dew in mournful moments of paradise

Calls of forgotten names echo through the dusk-filled skies 

And I sit here and wonder, are they alone? Do they have a place to call home? 

Through the depths of these forests, where the ghosts make their home, the weight of their curse will turn all life into bones

[IanadeIrey]

1 minute ago, Surf Noir said:

In the earliest hours of every morning, ghosts will lurk & lounge, crying out mysterious names

They long for something more than just soulless mind games 

Through the forest a dim light what curious creature will i meet tonight? 

Owls, squirrels, & troubled souls, gathering beneath the pines
Or witches and wizards boiling bubbles, casting sweet spells in staggered lines? 

The spirits will tempt their prey, like sirens on wistful summer nights

As midnight sun meets morning dew in mournful moments of paradise

Calls of forgotten names echo through the dusk-filled skies 

And I sit here and wonder, are they alone? Do they have a place to call home? 

Through the depths of these forests, where the ghosts make their home, the weight of their curse will turn all life into bones

It’s done! What do we want to call it? 

[Three White Butterflies]

A Home for a Ghost

 

5 minutes ago, Surf Noir said:

In the earliest hours of every morning, ghosts will lurk & lounge, crying out mysterious names

They long for something more than just soulless mind games 

Through the forest a dim light what curious creature will i meet tonight? 

Owls, squirrels, & troubled souls, gathering beneath the pines
Or witches and wizards boiling bubbles, casting sweet spells in staggered lines? 

The spirits will tempt their prey, like sirens on wistful summer nights

As midnight sun meets morning dew in mournful moments of paradise

Calls of forgotten names echo through the dusk-filled skies 

And I sit here and wonder, are they alone? Do they have a place to call home? 

Through the depths of these forests, where the ghosts make their home, the weight of their curse will turn all life into bones

 

[xxmissdaytonaxx]

FIRST LINE:

 

take two, back in the bed that i share with you 

[Three White Butterflies]

take two, back in the bed that i share with you 

take three, in the sheets that you held me 

[xxmissdaytonaxx]

take two, back in the bed that i share with you 

take three, in the sheets that you held me 

i'll wait till i know that i'm through

[West Coast]

take two, back in the bed that i share with you 

take three, in the sheets that you held me 

i'll wait till i know that i'm through

even though you know that never happens with you

[Super Movie]

take two, back in the bed that i share with you 

take three, in the sheets that you held me 

i'll wait till i know that i'm through

even though you know that never happens with you

is it better to wallow or to wander in this endless meantime? 

[The Siren]

1. Take two, back in the bed that i share with you 
2. Take three, in the sheets that you held me 
3. I'll wait till i know that i'm through
4. Even though you know that never happens with you
5. Is it better to wallow or to wander in this endless meantime?
6. Take three, I finally find a beacon of hope without you

[Dark Angel]

1. Take two, back in the bed that i share with you 
2. Take three, in the sheets that you held me 
3. I'll wait till i know that i'm through
4. Even though you know that never happens with you
5. Is it better to wallow or to wander in this endless meantime?
6. Take three, I finally find a beacon of hope without you
7. Take four, I've found that we have yet to explore what's real between us