Moving all English grammar around to please myself as it ignites a fiery storm of words beginning and ending in poetry.
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Calm expectant voice, creating an atmosphere of sweet surrender to music’s interior meanings.
Sorting through notes, attaching them to sensitive definitions of natural desire.Bringing innate talent into poetical visions of creative patterns, thoughtfully being sung by a gentleman representing KOY radio.
Approaching daylight with my soul opened and receptive to the mysteries of nighttime dreams.
Walking slowly, kicking at the rocks along the way, trying to overcome all the obstacles of a lifetime in seconds of a moment’s time on earth.
Writing throughout life, writing of and about people, nature, feelings, emotions, taking it all in stride, answering the call of my purpose as I write.
Calmly writing everything that comes to me, intuitively sensing emotions, writing of another person’s inner feelings, somehow knowing what they’ve been through, writing exactly what channels from them to me.It is so fascinating the way it happens, getting a poetical glimpse into who the person is, what they’re really feeling so deeply inside them that…
Watching rhythms melt into my mind and soul, taking them gently into their tender care.
All of life escapes through these beautiful rhythms as I breathe in all of their wonderful aromas.
Diamonds of thought twinkle throughout my brain,
expressions and images.Becoming the poems, stories, and themes they finallyend up being for the world to surmise when I am dead.
Forgetting hidden desires of life, leaving them aside, moving ahead with no expectations or hopes.
Unable to succeed any further on the road I’m on.It is already a dead-end street on which I must stop and forgive the shortness of life sent my way.