Inner thoughts rotating throughout the days, helping me to hold onto my life – at least through a thought-provoking poem that I’ve written.
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Columns blocking my view, taking away my vision until I grasp it and make it mine again.
Consuming everything, being curious, questioning everything within my power and loving every minute of it.
Rhythmically riding into the sunset, hat brim pulled down over his brow, as he rides deeply into desert mountains looking for his herd.
Placating his soul with a heart of gold, caring for the least of God’s creatures as if each was a total part of himself.
Singling life into separate patterns, fitting my attitude and mood.
Spaces opening up, allowing concentration on images of yesterday’s happiness.Through all of them, finding stars of delight and hope to carry me forward into a new millennium.Recognizing life thoughts as I follow independent courses on my own.Hoping to find and hold onto a friend who is very dear to me.
Granules of life are thrown about, never collecting themselves for important moments along life’s trails.
Talking heart-to-heart – missed – because another makes a choice to despise and hate you for no known reason.Leaving you in a mire – not one of your own making – and stranding you in a lonely pit of emptiness for the rest of your life.Lying in oceans of tears, cried from your very soul,…
Darkening skies brandishing thoughts of beguiling moments.
Grasping shells of civility while honing in on natural beacons of learning, lighting the ways to future wisdom in houses of illumination.
Wringing out old memories,
take a breather and just peacefullylanguish alone, trying not to placeany emphasis on a solitary momentaway from all the tears of the past.