Searching for finer rays that will fit just right into remainders of daylight.
Feeling loneliness settle in, cuddling like a kitten,
making itself at home in darkening corners of perfection.
Crossing over tunnels, entering them later on, wanting
to find errors in place so a ceramic face may be broken
with faults sometime.
No more a clay-hardened person, waiting to fall apart
at any given moment.
Trying not to leave any untoward imprints as theypass by.Peacefully claiming unprecedented love, switchingcostumes in mid-stream, wishing to change or altereverything spontaneously on any given day.
It just doesn’t add up, it’s not logical in earthly senses.A deepening sorrow touches my heart and soul, leaving me left with an emptiness, filled with tears of love for the man who was always there for me and our family.
Transferring all that’s been taught, learned, and transposed into words and musical compositions.
Lassoing many a tune and attaching each one to an image that I remember in depth.Blooming thoughts sending scents of remembering to my mind, giving me joy on saddened days of recollection and sensing detailed descriptions of all my favorite things.
Hopefully gaining insight along the way, putting it to good use and judging it’s quality after reading words in detail.Finding meanings have some semblance to interior thoughts, giving such beauty, a place in the annals of historical poetry.
There are no untoward heavens waiting to take us inhere on earth – only hells to practice goodness in.Forever tasting a good life in our dreams – wakingto reality instead.However often we wish things were different – theynever seem to be, as we continue living in thishellish nightmare we call life.
