Fraggle Rock Short Stories

Poem

Note: I have unleashed my inner Mokey Fraggle and wrote a poem. It doesn't have a title yet. I'm sure that Mokey would write a poem like this.

Like the sea,

I am lost and lonely.

The moon, its whisper calling

Where the shore softly lingers,

Nestling me in a warm embrace.

On my boat,

The water, calm and clear,

Lulls me into a sleep like trance.

The nightlife comes out to play

While the stars sing their heavenly tune.

On the sea,

I have been surrendered

By the waves of blue water.

A swan, elegant and graceful,

Is an angel sent from the heavens.

On the water,

Rocked to sleep by the waves

Many swans, now surrounding me

As I dream of distant lands,

Places far and near, lands of old.

On the shore,

I have been awoken

The golden sun shining down

With its rays, giving me comfort.

I am content, yet uncertain.

In the forest,

Trees branches bend toward me

Like arms pulling me in for a hug.

The wind; soft, mild, and crisp, blows

The leaves; rustling in the breeze, fall.