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Sleeping in avenues of yesterday,
ago in an innocent and pure faith.Closing ends of open songs, givingthem the rest they so deserve afterall these years.
Beehives of ingenuity form themselves within my brain, taking me on many journeys throughout innovative displays of creative ideas, giving me the wherewithal to invent many concepts.
Whatever doesn’t go together gets blended into new ideas, formed, and shaped, finding new uses for it’s design in intellect.
Sparkling voics, sounding pleasantly throughout the room,
for us all.When being the center of attention, all eyes upon you,it gives your heart a boost and hoists your ego fartherup the scale, building self-confidence by leaps and bounds.
Reaching for feelings I lost so long ago
Seething anger uncomfortably needling me within,pushing me into depths of loneliness I don’t wantto remember or go back to.Securely feeling my way into an abyss not associatedwith sorrow’s anger.
Tickling ivories of my mind, making me laugh, titillating imagination, creating a gentle humor to get through another day.
Noticing it’s crystal clarity as it sits waiting to be exposed in words of learning.Carefully circuiting pathways of yesterday’s images, tugging, pulling, pushing, yanking, seeking florescent mirrors of visions filled with light, ready to be planted in savory aisles and lines of writing, to be seen and read throughout life.