Having an idea, putting it to canvas and apportioning it in
just the right slant and position to show off the artistic
talent of us all.
Hanging on a wall in Harrah’s Casino, where I have found
and written it into this poem so one and all may one day
come upon it when they too visit the casino.
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Traveling across and into centers of life, exploring and discovering all manner of being.
Slowly rehearsing landscapes as they speed by on their way to destinations unknown right now.Solace being transposed in deeply set emotions, calming them down and relieving their anxiety.Always prone to life-existing patterns, fitting beautiful designs of nature at every turn in future pathways.
Meandering down pathways I create, slowly taking
nature’s realms.So often tarrying in magical displays of euphoricnatural spaces.Never allowing others to wander or stray intoareas of my imagination.
Lengthening shadows hiding me behind death’s near doors,
its unsound reality.Taking with me, all senses, picturesque and photographicmemories, placing everything into boxes of clouds to begiven back to God when I see Him in heaven.
Picking up on a beat falling in my pathway, treasuring it’s appearance as I placed it in a composition of poetical beauty.
Thinking of times gone past with winds of fate, blowing the years into dust of another future beyond us all.
Riding through life on horseback, taking in the countryside as it passes by.
Nothing much comes to light except my life written down in poetry – filling pages with words from my picturesque screens.Taken throughout life, kept sacredly inside the vault of my intellect, helping me to keep calm, keep sane, even though so many people I’ve known take me, use me, and throw me to the wolves…