We grow, mature, rise above it all with a newly
formed spirituality as we age gracefully into the
unknown.
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Memories of Christmas gifts after Mom died, no happiness or smiles hiding inside.
Shutting my heart and closing it’s doors forevermore, or so I thought.Son’s joy and laughter on Christmas morn reminded me that I was still alive although it never felt like it again.A woman came barging into my life much later in life, insisting on being my friend and not taking no for an answer.Challenging my…
Sadness blossoming in my head, taking my heart on a solo journey through space, feeling emptiness take hold and not let me go.
follow grief wherever it will lead me.Knowing there is nothing in life except an ending of it’s total abandonment.Such is the way for someone with talent, they are shunned andlocked out of places they really care to go.Thrown away and left behind, no more hurt to wreck their souls.
Causeways of intelligent thoughts, focus on presiding formulas,
Giving insincere promises no particular way, yet fulfilling the emptiness of ages.Solemn peace, somberly laying to rest all manner of creativerhythm, as fidelity slips past and death enters through doors oftomorrow, letting no one escape their fateful destiny.
Reaching out to auras of music as they quiver and shine in the moonlight.
Free to roam across deserts of interior life, combing the existence of tried and true notes felt from past bands in the sixties.
Time-watchers looking to future’s opening doors,
moons – waiting to be spun into poems of quiet beauty.Associating them all with hopes in tomorrow’s destiny;fate taking them by hands of clocks, watching circlesgather in sentences for a blissful eternity.
Volumes of poetry are being coaxed from within as I quietly reminisce in a mood of sublime contemplation.
Etching memories into waxen candles, preserving their colorful sights in dense molds of tomorrow’s evenings.To be held in mirror every day as it is told in moments of poetry and expressed in the minds of all those who read them this night.Under cover of darkened shades, life walks around in nightgowns of insight, portraying hidden…