Flames of ice, causing ripples of excitement,
as peace fills inner chambers with calming
balms of essence.
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Walking away down pathways of heaven’s hidden gardens, taking pictures with my imagination, holding them closely so they’ll never be lost or forgotten.
Absorbing every facet and color, hiding them away until I write them out in a poem.
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…
Dancing through nighttime dreams,
Intolerable conditions during daylighthours give vent to many visions while asleep.
Enrapt in life, listening to it’s heartbeat alongside my own.
type being slowly recognized in my mind as that of naturalbeauty, situated in times of passive sorrow.Feeling it within, letting it consume me with a secret code,being translated as quickly as I write it into this poem.Not noticing anything besides myself, finding many thoughtsto arrange just so within my mind, letting myself be totallyengrossed in…
Spreading life around, giving everyone glimpses of how I feel
Putting myself out there, whether or not it’s a good thing,doesn’t seem to matter.As long as every poem touches at leastone soul it will be worth the time expending it to write.
Rolling incessantly down lanes of memory,
Gathering their wisdom and carrying it with me tolearn and become wiser in final days of life.Walking into rooms of old, remembering the smells,sounds, expressions on faces I knew when I wasyounger.Now awaiting my presence into realms beyond earths’limits, looking forward to being together again.