Severing the feelings of pain and placing them in the
palms of my hands, as I await the answers to my
curiosity in silent depths, bereft now of fears.
Complacently, listening to the edges of life
repeating my beginnings in videos of yesterday’s refrains.
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Tormenting edges of frayed memories, saturated with the odor of
Calculated in porous reminders left behind to reminisce alone inbackwoods of a young mind, not yet developed, scarred beyond alltime and recognition.Stranded in pools of stagnant thoughts, caressed by total abandonmentand thoughtless deeds.Falling through cracks of life, no footholds on reality, a deathbedto impress self into an oblivion of loneliness.There are no strangers to this…
Conquering the attitudes of yesterday’s demise, coming alive to the tantamount pictures standing now before me.
Glad to be rid of them, saying good-bye and turning inward for the only attention I crave – that of my God as I continue to be His instrument in life.
Taking flight, soaring into a blackened night,
leading the way into a frontier reserved foronly me.Sating my mind with effervescent thoughts,coming to take me away.Solidly interpreting all notes into a languageonly I can understand and interpret.Jumping at the chance, finding my way intotidal waves of desire, changing solo patternsinto expressions of beauty and delving intonature’s sensuous treasures of life.(4/22/13)
Looking within, seeing my imagination gently touch my heart with it’s finger of intense diversity.
Surrounding my being with compositions of reality through rhythm, brings me to realizations of intimate thoughts, always bearing down as I write of what I experience on a daily basis.
Chopin playing harmonies of my broken heart, strumming it mercilessly with beautiful tones from heaven’s realms.
Silently touching my soul with strings of violins, playing grief in deepest e-minor chords.Taking me to interior loneliness where I can never return from, leaving me in a profound image of forlorn acquiescence.