and rhythmic rhymes.
Unclouding intellect, giving it’s due as lapsing into a
reverie, words flow out evenly, keeping track of thoughts.
Lifting them into a mire of existential abhorrence.
Staking lives with definitions of positive assimilation,
holding them to idolatry and purposeful usefulness.
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Sending notes into pits, letting them find their own words to write into pages of books, belonging to intellect.
Heart vibrating quickly, taking into account, the rhythms of my soul as they reverberate across heaven.Finding spaces to reside in, getting into shape, exercising their figures and copulating definitions into factual images, sounding like histories of etudes from classical signs of yesterday.Looking closely as the sun sets itself over my mind, closing doors for just…
Walking straight into a blackened night storm, filled with an anxiety of unrehearsed emotions.
Longing lasting, hoping to beat whatever is hiding in the darkness, before it catches up.
Walking up a mountain, noticing rock formations,
of their pictures into my mind, giving it wonderfuldetail and imaginative styles of my own.
Watching angels fly about,
wonderful prayers.Signs of life to come up in heavenare extraordinary.Wanting to always be close interiorly,reaching out through veils of life justto be attuned with heavenly scents ofmusical compositions being writtenthrough poetry.
Stepping lightly, careful not to fall to either side of life’s banal arrangement.
Extrapolating and finding a place for each one to recline in many rhythms being written right now.Composing sonatas and etudes in areas of my mind where I lounge and play with all sorts of ideas, taking all into caverns of intellect, while allowing imagination to have free rein transporting them to outer limits.There they will…
Beating of inner music, drives me incessantly to create
Live a life of intimate thoughts, my mind says every day.Climbing ever higher, aspiring to the utmost heights ofintellectual bliss.Swaying interiorly to the feel of musical beats poundingon the inside of my mind.Forbidding the instant replay of images from protrudingtheir remembrance onto screens within, displaying whateverI happen to think.