comments and lively music.
Seething anger being stilled in dances of melody, insuring
that there will be no fights or disagreements.
Collecting numerous memories throughout the night and well
into the morning hours.
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Watching life parade by, set in people and felt within.
used on topics not wanted to discuss aloud with anyone.Cramming down all feelings, trying to hide from anyonewho wants to get close – get inside their mind.Warding off any particular effects that might satisfyanother person, keeping a safe distance on purpose.Hoping to be left alone, and yet, not wanting to be setin stone away from…
Moving into spaces of yesterday’s tomorrows, I fit many thoughts, entering them into puzzles and mazes, filling out many pages of purpose and talent.
Taking time to become a master at wording whatever it is I feel and think.Somewhere inside, touching with velvet thoughts, I furnish the world with poetry.Making them think, pause or reject whatever it is they decide is their interpretation.Eventually we’ll all end up at the end of life on the same page in eternity.
Expressing a lifetime of sorrow in words, touching millions of people and entering their hearts with a comforting song.
Knowing the situation of life will continually turn about.
Waddling, rolling, hobbling,
hoping to get stronger so they canall go home where they areloved and cared for in reality.
Memories of Dad when I was little, singing me to sleep at night with his Mario Alonza voice.
Years of living together, in the end having to let go of him.Still holding and thinking of Dad in every memory when I was little.
Stipulating thoughts in a reverie, attempting placement
Although minds refuse to grasp and use any of it in mass confusion.Ideas and images darting about, are pulled into manycreative, cohesive thoughts, turning them into eternalpoems and laying them about in books to air.