joy of yesterday.
Hoping and wishing to go back in time, knowing it can
never happen, because reality is so true – so stark – you can’t get beyond it.
Living through days of sorrow, grief pounding on my heart
and mind, bringing reminders and traces of love to the forefront.
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Standing beside the ocean, reaching out to it’s tumultuous, emotional waves slashing at the tides.
Calming me into a non-existent peacefulness, while taking my hand and accepting the anger as it’s own.Bringing my being into a co-existence between this world and the next.
Strangely eerie, quietly imagining facets of intellect in spirals of words.
Outlasting the many years left on earthly soil.
Solitarily hiding in avenues of fantasy, creating a life to fasten itself to reality.
Together standing, searching, climbing high into lighthouses of creative imagery, seeking the inner beauty everyone knows is there.Crystal glass aligned in knowing circles, turning the past into present creations, with tomorrow’s future lying in the balance.
Selecting menus for the month, opting for favorite foods and pleasant entertainment.
Noticing feelings of intrepid silence, yet hoping to blend into nothingness, along with silent thoughts, left drifting in and over waterfalls.Taking time to delve into many aspects of imagination, believing that all things will eventually come together in a mutual ending.
Ebullient eccentric thoughts conquer moods of sadness
Doing whatever feels right at this very moment is whatis carefully thought of and placed in files of memoryfor later observations.
Peeking above life, searching for indiscriminate matters
incorporated into mind messages.Guiding, leading, getting stuck and running through amyriad of ideas as they hold on.Soon to be able to become a part in a poem, being writtento musical scores.