to spread itself out, locating a space to fit
and being put to use on many daily tasks.
Only stilled and secreted in pockets of silence,
one day to be pulled out and used.
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Wandering wherever the music takes me,
Weaving reasons through poetry,and delighting in the words that becomea part of meanings erupting from my heart.Joining advocates of loneliness throughsorrow’s gates, developing emptiness throughartistic grace.Inquiring thoughts find emotions and attachthem to what I’ll be writing in verse.
Whispers of experience flow through the air, soar around,
of ages, tenaciously.Reciprocating constantly for atomic ideas brought to theforeground by fate.
Opening doors,
moving back and forth,including every motion and movement.Touching rhythms with fast moving tones,bringing me into elevated elevators on topsof inner buildings – escaping the drudgery oflife’s pastimes.Culminating in deaths’ grasp of meaning andpurpose, diving deeply into music’s realms.
Racing up and down scales of rhythm, enjoying the
in mind-shaping prose.Speakers fill my mind with their tones and sounds,creating an atmosphere from which I can evolve andbecome particles of my own poetry.
Quietly, my soul treds away, reluctant to stay consciously
instinctive realms of creativity.Taking to clouds of imagination with no desire other than to unconsciously deliver mystery and awe to an all-consumingdimension of creative freedom.Completely solaced, visions of beauty dance and float amongradical languages of poetry.Breast filling with emotion, struggling to get out and run –feeling the extent of itself pressed into barriers of youthful…
Watching nature as it blows a steady morning breeze across the desert.
Stepping in every facet presented to me through nature, writing away in fantasies of imagination.