expressions and images.
Becoming the poems, stories, and themes they finally
end up being for the world to surmise when I am dead.
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Wind blowing thoughts in my mind, furling and unfurling ideas,
vision and image that beckons to me in stride.Cautiously, placing items into an array, deciding exactly whatto do with them.Lining up, giving me many moments to put together puzzles thatmy brain gives to me and enjoys.
Patterns of the environment circle and taunt, pushing me to notice every detail formed and shaped by intellect.
Amazing feats of memory, taking me on roller coaster rides through yesterday and all it’s trials, suffering and happiness.Serving me in depths of lifelong endeavors through poetical musings, carrying me forward into a future destiny of my own creation.Playing on ivories of everlasting moments, taking liberties with each profound moment that I exist.Holding carefully onto…
Waiting inside for changes to be made,
situations, happening to my being.Trying to live within it’s parameters,having a hard time sticking to thestrict regimens, doctors want me tofollow.Doing the best I can with what I have,attempting daily starts to keep going,grasping life for moments in time.(2/22/13)
Free your mind, let compassion in to touch your heart and come alive.
Use your sight to see the beauty in others around you, touch them with a smile of understanding and love.Take care to be open and honest, and not be shut in a closet of despair, one of your own doing.Expand your mind’s vision, experience a novel existence, share the journey with others in life’s balance.Allow…
Chopping in real time, invigorating my soul, feeling the melodies enter my imagination with verve and energy.
Senses tingling, being disturbed in good ways as I am enlightened and led down pathways of entertainment.
Marching thoughts straddling intellect,
taking along so many ideas and views ofliterature in nature to this particularpage of paper.