Touching a mind with violinist’s strings, playing ever so gently the rhymes I have strung out to match your song.
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Stranded in mid-life, aware of impending old age
Trampling underfoot, memories collide, strivingto be heard among anger blaring alongside.Wallowing every once in a while in the asphaltof believing, taking on new experiences, allowinggrowth to continue, as learning rears it’s curioushead.For the first time in this life, wanting to let goof everything and run fast on my own.Being held back by friendly caring, yet…
Shadows lurk around every corner, waiting for memories to come to light.
Knowing truth of your existence deep in my heart, touching it gently with every thought, trying to hold on, yet letting death grow stronger by it’s own insistence.Reaching into hidden corners, searching for your presence, wanting to hear from you.Silent shadows penetrate my mind leaving me behind, hoping soon, we will be together again.
Running away, scared, afraid of trusting
Settling on edges of life’s besieged presence,acknowledging facts of silent retributionsalong the way.Always starting days with songs of belief andwanting desires, never going beyond that,never letting myself be known.Falling away and out of circumferences intoabysses of darkened mystery.Afraid to trust or love again, because ofalways being hurt in any attempted friendship.Leaving myself alone on steps…
Sanctioning prayer through nature while contemplating serene journeys along edges of yet to be seen horizons in my mind.
Filling every labyrinth with clues, sending puzzles into abysses, lengthening times of eternity’s timelessness on earth.Waking to an atmosphere of twilight, engineering causing new descriptions to be written in sand and scratched into screens of my mind.