Being demure and letting go of pride in regard
of nature’s bounty.
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Leaning sideways, keeping balance without falling or tipping over.
Tangling it in knots, as riding Harley’s, falling in line on the road to highways of freedom and justice.
Dancing through nighttime dreams,
Intolerable conditions during daylighthours give vent to many visions while asleep.
Interiorly benefiting from solitary confinement,
contemplation strives to keep me balanced betweenlife and death matters.
Milling around, watching people and their individual quirks; eating, drinking, talking, catching up on the news, whatever it may be.
All of one heart, taking life seriously, knowing it is shortened every moment.Hoping to gather enough purpose before the last sunset buries them on a future horizon.
Wandering wherever the music takes me,
Weaving reasons through poetry,and delighting in the words that becomea part of meanings erupting from my heart.Joining advocates of loneliness throughsorrow’s gates, developing emptiness throughartistic grace.Inquiring thoughts find emotions and attachthem to what I’ll be writing in verse.
Silence sprouts before him like a little flower in spring.
Finding one, it takes him along, floating through the heavens on a dream.A dream which will take him beyond the realms of reality, and bring him back again.With his pockets full of empty and his thoughts just the same, he travels the world over looking for a home.A place where he can put his feet…