Sightful visions entering my subconsciousness on a beautiful, peaceful Easter Sunday.
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Reflections of ebony mirror hearts drenched in grief’s
Undisclosed mercurial tears falling into pools of imageswhere memories never seem to drown, no matter how highsorrow’s fluids rise.Like technicolor rainbows arcing across the skies, prismsare collecting heartaches from this day forward.
Drinking in beautiful green with soul and eyes as one.
interior barriers deep into nighttime surrender.Wondering what future thoughts will find or become onsuch a plain as this – where soul travels alone –spiritual freedom guiding life along separate pathsthan others on our earth.
Thinking around circumstances brings enlightenment to mind.
set in times of imaginational space for appointed points oftactile existence.
Entering realms of ingenuity, loving the feelings surrounding me.
Stretching and lengthening synapses of its’ being, drawing more creative juices to the foreground.Tasting beautiful visions like chocolate to my brain, loving the tasty morsels coming constantly my way.Falling into an abyss of colorful intellect, giving an essence of life a fruitful mind of it’s own.
Fascinating, magical, beautiful pictures appearing on screens,
Filtering an existence created from musical abysses,seeing the extensive process that allows me to keep on writingconstantly without stopping to think.Relaying many messages to my brain, decoding them instantly andplacing them quickly into poems.
Finding a place in life, wanting to stand alone and fill a space in time with a proper stance of fashionable poetry.
Taking time to be in a creative process, whiling away moments in special waves of subconsciousness, setting things straight as life gets written on every page as it appears exactly as it is inspired on interior screens within.It’s length depends upon just what is going to be said and how it is to be developed…