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Canva AI Image Waterfalls You see a blank canvas. While I see bare walls. Where I see leaky faucets. You see waterfalls. You hear a dad joke. And laugh throughout the day. Where I just roll my eyes. Shake my head and walk away. They say opposites attract. You’re the Yin and I’m the Yang. I just can’t get enough. I circle back. A boomerang. Through your eyes I see the world. In such a different light. It’s like my eyes were closed. And you gave me back my sight. I can’t imagine life. Without you by my side. You’ve wiped away my pain. And all the tears I’ve cried. As far as I’m concerned. We’ll always be together. So there’s something I must ask. Will you marry me forever? Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 6.18.2025

Canva AI Image An Act Of Treason   You’re not going to change my mind I won’t understand the reason For the way that you just spoke to me Was it’s own kind of treason I guess I should be saying thanks You showed me the real you I no longer think that you’re the guy That I once thought I knew You tried so hard to tear me down But it had the opposite effect The one and only thing I learned Is that you’re a man I don’t respect To hold my heart is a privilege One you don’t deserve The only thing you’ll get from me Is on my last damn nerve There’s nothing you can do or say To change my point of view I’m pretty sure you’ve figured out That the two of us are through You thought my love was a given  But it has to be earned So watch me as I drive away On the bridge that you just burned Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 5.23.2025

  So Mote It Be Canva AI Image So Mote It Be A healer by day. A witch by night. Casting sweet spells. Powered by light. No incantations on love. Or charm for your destiny. But I’ll offer protection. While you sit restively. It’s all in your intentions. As you read the words out loud. Believe in yourself. And always stand proud. Quiet your mind. Speak from your heart. Repeat it three times. Or you’ll have to restart. Have confidence. Words full of truth. And shortly thereafter. You’ll have your proof. Take calming breaths. By the rule of three. Speak to the universe. And so mote it be. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 2.28.2025

Canva AI Image The Curfew As darkness falls  The shadows creep  A witch’s cauldron  Starts to steep The Ravens sing Their nightly song  And creatures scurry  In a throng People start  Rushing home  For in the night The dangers roam They hurry up  And lock their doors  They hear the wailing  From the Moors There’s eerie hooting  From the Owls  Perils lurk And evil prowls Some too frightened To fall asleep  Wolves are hunting  And they’re the sheep  The Witches cackle  The wind does carry  Seems to make  The night more scary  The windows barred  The shutters closed  An unspoken curfew  Is imposed  And those who choose  To brave the street To prove themselves  With daring feet Probably won’t  Remain alive  For very few  Ever survive  To share their story  Or lavish tale With those they meet Over an Ale They meet a fate That’s worse than death...

  Canva AI Image The Witches Den Through a darkened forest Where no willows weep And no light breaks through Though shadows leap There lives a witch Whose feared by all They shield their ears From her cackled call On her cottage door There hangs a sign “Think long and hard Before you cross this line” The story warns Don’t meet her gaze Or you’ll disappear And be lost for days Rumors swirl That when you return You wear the mark Of the Witches burn What that means Is she owns your soul Your name now etched On her Witches Scroll There are those whose fear Caves to their desire So they willingly Brave the Witches Ire You must take the path quickly Follow all the way round Watch out for the vines That’ll pull you down in the ground If you actually make it To the Witches Den That’s the beginning Of your end Your life’s worth more Than a sketchy spell If you choose unwisely Your path leads to hell So heed the signs That warn you away And live to see Another day Original Poetry Written By ...

  Canva AI Image Lost In The Mist In lands long lost Where a willows weeps Where darkness falls A kingdom sleeps There was a town That truly thrived They’d cheer as one When Knights arrived The story goes As tales abound They loved to have Those Knights around The Knights adored The town as well And stayed with them Till shadows fell To find this town That hid in mist Had many wonder Did it exist And to this day It’s mystery Is forever lost In history Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 3.28.2025

The Mountain Climb Canva AI Image The Mountain Climb Thank you for all your love We’ve helped each other rise above Even though in life we’re stressed We’ve also been so truly blessed No mountains we cannot climb No words we can’t make rhyme We might be covered in dust and sweat But we won’t live in the regret Mistakes, they have been made And a high price already paid But we proudly wear a crown Won’t let anyone knock it down With others, we’ll always uplift Make them see that they’re a gift In my eyes you truly shine Your life touched by the divine So let’s climb this mountain together I’ll hold onto you in stormy weather Right next to you I’ll always stand Forever offering you my hand Till the dust and sweat’s no more And you’re shining from your core I’m gonna stay right by your side Throughout life and on this ride There’s nothing we can’t do I’m unfailingly here for you I’ll wipe the dust off of your crown Help you learn to stand your ground Not one thing we can’t ever face Your ...

The Seed Canva AI Image The Seed My soul is tied down And it wants to be freed Away from the grove Where you planted the seed Vines wrapped around me Pulling me into the ground Screaming and yelling But no help to be found Coiled so tightly I barely can move Your lies tell a story I can’t seem to disprove The trees, grown so tall That you’re trapped in the shade No light shining down On one single grass blade Can’t see ahead The path has been blurred The darkness so heavy No sound can be heard Surrounded by evil Your black trickery Consumed by your hate That’s directed at me But I will break free Of these chains that do bind Again I’ll be whole My body, soul and my mind Finally running Into light’s warm embrace Protected by God And a heavenly grace Not under your spell I broke free of the trap I’m no longer held Within your evil grasp And I healed the grove Where you planted your seed It’s now covered in light With its innocence freed Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c...

  When the sound is calm my heart knows peace for there is no storm to worry about not tonight    A smile to the face is sweetly worn as the music of grace as shifting tides prevail   Anchor away we cannot sail without the wind now we rest after mending tattered things   While in this cove Merry sounds reach our ears   The waters calm a woman stands upon the sands where the water meets   Does she mourn shedding tears or does she wait for whom she cares Poetry Written By: Justice James Poetry Published By: Eryn Dunbar