Pretending to be busy, finding things to do while feeling lonely and trying to fill the void left by maturity.
Sensing reason and logic at edges of particular
rendezvous, not really willing to participate, because
reality sets in and riles feelings of peace with lonely thoughts.
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Systematic feelings grating against nature’s bountiful love, temporarily destroying elation with it’s dire consequences, regulating sorrow’s place in the forefront.
Quietly listening for periodic lapses of time, listlessly filling them with memories of past ages and family.
Loving, closing around a person,
Reaching to another unselfishly,through heart-felt senses foranother human being.
Playing dominoes within this mind, watching dots add up
Situating moments in aligning thoughts, straight – yetin all directions at once, featuring calm acquiescencefrom all fronts.Recent episodes wandering about, searching for placesin each game to become the purpose they were meant for.Tactful throughout days as they again sit on shelves,awaiting amusement of themselves and others who playwith them in minds of ingenuity, allowing creativejuices…
Strangulating positions sever
insisting that people partakeof life-giving essences,especially at the end.
It might have been inside, but the world is mine,
continually surprised by its’ wonder and beauty.Traveling on to all parts of earth at the end ofmy pen is a sensational feeling – one that I couldnever have without inspiration, talent and giftsbestowed from God.
In the crowd of personalities, listening to Brett Michaels, is a lone Italian woman, totally into his music, not caring what anyone may think.
Incorporating feelings with senses, bringing everything together, there is a lone Italian woman enjoying a concert with intensity and bringing her own light into the center stage of life.A tear sitting in her blue eyes, awaiting her time to enter horizons beyond what she can fathom in the here and now.