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Thinking processes always in perfect musical order,
forming themselves from imagination and knowledgeinto poetry of being.
An emptiness scours my insides as I listen to the Blues Brothers alone in the audience.
An entertaining time, yet missing that one element of family being together in fun.Searching images, finding those of past times together, smiling within as an emptiness still fills me silently.
Inside is a numbness, vast, expanding through body and mind.
On an outer dimension a sphere of blankness envelopes the entirety of my being.Feeling absolutely nothing, gaining no insight, troubled a little, wondering what is going on.Triumphing bequested by another is not beginning.Solitary abidement adjusts itself to fit an irregular mold.Thoughts are floating in space, away from me, unable to be touched.Somehow the entire universe…
Steadfastly walking forward through all the garbage of daily life, attempting to continue striving for direction and fortitude.
Inner thoughts rotating throughout the days, helping me to hold onto my life – at least through a thought-provoking poem that I’ve written.
Sentimental morning, I am awakened by your timid persistence in my mind.
highest number of images contained in one moment.Settling in, sipping a hot cup of tea, thinking of good things done in bygone days.Reminiscing shadows, quietly sitting on the floor around me, awaitingtheir turns to appear and bring good cheer and happiness into poetry, enhancing it’s pleasure many times throughout years of love andsacrifice.A mere poet’s…
Entering dimensions beyond my sphere of life,
Listening attentively to beings beyond my sighton the other side of death.