Singing out with a vibrant joy, allowing her to state notes in a melodic composition.
A truly gifted woman, getting on in years with a voice, golden to God’s ears.
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Clouds hanging like curtains over desert
Touching them with my mind as I writepoetically of mountainous stature,settling into nature’s picturesquehabitat, where I can reside in imagination’sreality.
A quiet place which is all my own, is real, it’s not just inside of me.
Trees growing with water all around and no sound at all – except my pen writing it all down.
Touching chords with a gentleness and soft pride as emotions flow smoothly about, taking me on solo journeys throughout my little life.
Sensing so much beyond boundaries I can see, releasing mind and soul to travel into emotional turmoil and suffering, finding many tears and transposing them into a poem of everlasting freedom.
Beating patterns to my inner alcoves,
I can continue writing in.Sounding out a life of feelings,expressing them through poetry andleaving them at doorways for people topick up and read.Truths are told and laid out, never tobe released as emotions tell theirstories in bluened crystal tears ofbereavement.Sololy straying down avenues of everyday countless escapades, taking all theempty kegs of knowledge and depositingthem…
Joy of life exiting musical tirades, soaring straight to my mind past all barriers, creating pathways to writing.
Diving deeply into thought-provoking ideas, serenely selecting those words that match my feelings.Keeping tides flowing, bringing a calmness into my being.
Noting all types of reminders falling around me,
Forging annoying actions to keep others away,never realizing that they never really go very far.They only hide a little better each time so no onecan tell them what they should be doing.Wanting to coalesce and hold everything closely toprotect itself from anger’s retaliation.