Beautiful America by Donald Fiedler

The pink and white dogwood trees
cross over each other's branches
and space out against the clear blue sky
One more day
of war and destruction
of mud and blood, rage and hysteria

The sun radiates
downward
sending us a spark
of peace and joy

The highway is endless
cars swivel and rattle endlessly
Never to find a way home...

The woods are dense and thick
with glistening streams
and magnificent trees
...unlike our world...
filled with an endless array
of stores and malls
merchants and advertisers

The woods are nice to go to once in
a while
The sparks are gratefully accepted

The muddy, bloody road of death and decay
had got to reach an end

Soon...

The Dragon and the Troll by Fester Bryan

I slip away in a dream
Floating upstream
To the place I know so well
The little cave with the little shells

Gamboling, frolicking in the dark
Skipping through the puddles
Looking for god knows what
In the dimly lit chamber

Listen ! What noise is that ?
Is that a lost goat or a Reindeer bleating ?
I tiptoe further
Brave as always
But shaking !

I fear the giant Troll
I’m afraid of stumbling on a Dragon !
With fiery breath or mouth of giant teeth
These two disturb my dreams

So I tiptoe towards the noise
And turn the little corner
To see A giant Dragon
With a Troll on its back
Oh deary me !

Double up my fear
I am scared now
What do I do ?
Turn and run ?

Oh no not I !
I face my final curtain
And my cheeks light up in the dragons flame
As I am engulfed by a giant mouth
And gobbled up
With the sound of a laughing Troll
As the final sounds of my life

Its all over now.