Taking down patterns of yesterday and replacing them with brightened florescence and darkened cavernous desires.
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In the back of a mind, so many memories fill the
Saddened times no longer here, are still touchingstrings inside a feeling heart.Gently weeping through the years, of times remem-bered in the past.Softly, echoes call from heavenly causes held inside,awaiting an inevitable touch of associated love attach-ed to them.Memories, so deep, so sad, gently unfolding theirhands, allowing the good and loving times to touch andheal all…
Walking into my mind, looking around,
images and memories aligned just so,waiting to be discovered and usedexclusively in poetry.Being sensitive to emotions andfeelings piled and scattered throughoutmy soul’s mind, awaiting a finalappointment with God.
Strangulating life-blood in corners of darkness,
letting a mind separate from its’ head.Turning into straight-aways, falling deeply intopits of hell.Watching its’ fires touch and burn with anintensity of fervor.Lasting pictures set on photographic screens asreminders of what may happen to anyone if theystray far enough away.
Distinct measures adding up in layers of beats, strumming through my mind.
Trusting in innate talent to give me an edge in trials of life, writing and painting into musical compositions, allowing me to express myself in original forms and masterpieces.Flouncing in tune with rhythms, coordinating all with my mind.
Waltzing to harmony being stilted by a foggy-voiced gentleman.
Knocking down the chords as he goes along, thinking he’s thebest singer here tonight.