Walking towards the universe interiorly, bringing it all together in one gifted poem, telling it like it is.
Waking from a dream, lighting the way to unknown shores in line with all truths of the future.
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Signs standing around in vacant lots after dark,
Do we, too, become like signs in the night – helping noone – having no purpose in life?Afraid to let anyone know us during the light of day?Standing around vacant lots where there are no people tomake demands on us, do we too, fail to leave our mark –our message – in life?
Rolling across the universe, taking energy along for the ride, beckoning to my spirit to join in the festivities.
Living on edges of subconsciousness, holding onto particles of visions, taking picturesque figures and placing them in books, autographed by memory and intellect.
Following self down paths of insincerity, hoping to find an anchor of love along the way.
Even a friend will abuse and hurt you deeply, leaving you forever dead within.Nothing standing in the way any longer, a hold of life is no longer possible as I let go and float away into the wild blue yonder of my soul.
Patterns of light shadowing walkways, leading
No longer dedicated to taking back seats, instead,moving forward and speaking from shadows of innersorrow and remorse.Life fans across many aspects and forms, beginningand ending in the arms of love.Preparing ways, gently prodding sorrows of death outinto the open.
Painting pictures with oil paints, colors floating about a canvas. Textures, as artistic strokes turn into soon to be great masterpieces
Savoring painter’s souls in all their depths, quality of life increasing with every one finished.Inspiration portraying every day life set in different aspects and shades of light, depicting human differences with each brush stroke.
Intense music feeling it’s way into my heart
learned how to sing.‘Love potion number 9’, an all-time favorite.Rombling around, seeing people around me,looking at older hot rod cars and motorcycles.