beautiful rehearsals in past times of fun.
Enjoying the effects of peace descending on
my being.
Totally feeling the energy coming upon me
through beats of rhythm, as they rain upon
me with a bevy of thoughts tickling my brain.
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standing of the concept.Yet, how is it that people lie to your face instead of tell-ing the truth, being honest, letting another be respectedwithout resorting to lies would be best.Cheapening friendship instead of expanding and bringing oneanother closer to God doesn’t make sense.
Serious contemplation sets itself down inside of me.
Lively attitudes scraping away the blues, giving way to happier moments set in time.
Hidden in a corner of life, not wanting to become part of it because of all the turmoil being caused by other people.
Looking out into the darkened distance at other sides of twilight as it holds a fascination within my mind.Wandering through a variety of entrances and exits, sauntering down vacant lots, just to see what is there.
Quality of being is at least instinctive in off-colored ways.
Somnolent desires, awakening themselves with sounds of aromatic tastes.Delving solidly, finding the many attributes of another who cannot find herself, yet harps on unexistent wonders of the mind.Exercising self-stubbornness, causing herself a great deal of distress, because of what happened to her when young.A very traumatized sixteen year old, grown now and seventy-six, still hiding…
Silently listening to rhythms sliding around imagination, looking for a perfect fit – one that sounds good and makes sense to a logical side of thinking.
Sidestepping every day organization, preferring to have piles, stacks of papers, and books, just to have something to remember on cold, lonely days, keeping everything to myself.Existing in an aura of artistic endeavors, placing colorful speech on notes of penance, where they will one day become historical etudes, or prosaic poetry, destined for books in…
Set deeply in a cavern, searching for an elusive design of nature, hoping to capture it’s essence in a poem of fruitful desire.
Listening carefully, musical harmonies penetrate my soul, giving peaceful sorrow a place to retreat to.Pulling back the edges of eternity, I wander onto it’s shores, completely at ease, loving the essence of God that I feel inside.