No pictures hanging on the walls, no colorful hues painted anywhere – all is dark – nondescript.
Yet, the doctor is intelligent, creative, wonderful, a joy in all respects and a gentleman besides.
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Locked away in caverns of ebony, no light penetrating corners of my mind with wisdom.
Only set on abandoned pathways of used, tattered, explanations.Fleeing desperately from any showing of love or caring, because they don’t exist in my dismal world, handed to me from destiny’s fate.
Writing verses from my photographic memory, silently picturing everything I’ve ever seen in life.
Finding something inside themselves that meets what I’ve already written, helps them at times down their roads also.Carefully calculating, listing emotions and feelings, attaching them to the many tears of human beings.
Pictures surrounding my mind, wanting to be expressed in poems right now.
Pounding incessantly in the darkness, trying to be heard in picturesque volumes, sending all of it to my brain.Writing totally in peaceful rhythms, calling each one in turn, living the visions that I see and write of here.
Darkening skies brandishing thoughts of beguiling moments.
Grasping shells of civility while honing in on natural beacons of learning, lighting the ways to future wisdom in houses of illumination.
Echoing vibrations throughout my being, religiously taking me into intense moments.
Stepping into all the motions of life, selecting those that fit with moods at this very moment.Sincere talent walking down chords, benefiting the harmony in ways which are realizing the beauty of sound.Altogether, loving every single word that pops into my mind with sounds that are elicited in measures of time.Staccatoely giving all intense ideas…
Wanting to be a person of character, honesty, truthfulness in every way.
Loving to exercise creative ideas and bring them to light for everyone else to see.Dreaming, coming alive as I am awakened – light of illumination sets me free to expand imagination’s freedom so easily.Gesturing, watching expressions come to life through every memory remembered photographically.So intent, blocking out any outside source that tries to interfere with…