Burning off liquor and having a very good time of it.
Dancing, running into each other, laughing and being
enticed by one another to have fun.
Kicking, moving up and down – returning to a starting
position – only to start over again.
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Talking to a silent friend who usually doesn’t stop telling stories, is a little weird, but I can handle it.
Listening intently to what she’s not saying, just enjoying her company.
Riding through all types of weather, always pushing ahead, not wanting to experience trials brought on my other people’s baggage and jealousies.
Being in tune with nature, having faith in tomorrow’s scheme of things to come.Never listening to conversations on this side of life, wishing to always be rid of humanities inconsistencies and barrage of cruelty.
Rocking and strumming, taking a walk through tunes of yesterday,
Breathing easier with every measure, conducting life on a musicalventure towards heaven.
Lights reflecting the darkness of my soul.
Retired attitudes of life lie crumpled in corners,awaiting restatement of tomorrow’s fate.Silently anticipating the re-issuance of natural wonder;painstakingly quiet, alone on this deserted shore,away from everyone, needing companionship.How much longer can life’s horizon stand still withoutany encouragement, as lights reflect the darkness of my soul.
Silently singing within, mourning losses of family, unable to recuperate right now.
Changing interiorly, recreating me with infinite sadness, no apologies are made by death’s insistent presence.Finalizing all plans, funerals being attended and sorrow thrown upon every family member’s shoulders, taking them down into depths of grief where there is no relief in sight for the time being.