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Walking across a vast land of emptiness, feeling sorry for myself, yet thinking about others and their trials and suffering.
Contributing to exercises left out of particular rhymes, entering realms without guidance from anyone else.Precious lifetimes passing many roads along the way, circumventing many examples left by the wayside and following inner tirades onto vast lands of total emptiness.Nondescript allowances being forged anew as I walk around in infinite lapses of my aged memories.
Winding around mountainous canyons,
digging up beautiful rhetoric and expressions.Soul-defying epics, wrapping themselves in mystery,focusing entirely on what cannot be seen with thenaked eye.Straining exhaustingly on days of unending stress,pulling extra duty in setting things straight.
The world becomes an empty place as you grow old.
Everywhere your eyes cast their glance there are thoughtsof lost romance and love, reminders lying around.Scattered over the field of grief are diamond tears cuttinginto memories of wonderful times now lost.Curtailed are events of yesterday, frightening aspects of afuture alone are enough to cause loneliness of eternal death.Good times spent together with family members, rememberedwith…
Disorderly order arranged upon my
Always ready to dismember whatever papers I need,letting them be found immediately.Appreciating the way everything lies beautifullyin an array of poetical settings in just my style.Whenever my husband decides to rummage through mydesk, however, everything is put out of order andI can no longer find anything in my style ofdisorderly order.
Paddling down life’s river, riding the rapids, holding on, never tipping over, and finding solace in doing so.
Taking on many memories as they unfold, giving me pleasant and bittersweet thoughts of yesterday.
Steeping deeply in concentrated thought,
life’s chagrin.Solace being blessed just because it isinherent to an interior listening voice,rehearsed to the nth degree in love.