Plotting design’s characteristics of interior moments, showing animated waves of oceanic views.
Taking pictures mentally with photographic regularity, leaving nothing unnoticed, taking it all into pockets of reality at a second’s notice – for becoming truthful honesty, situated in attitudes particularly reminiscent of elderly courage.
confident of their space in life,caring for others, andfulfilling their purposes.
Subsidizing equality, changing it to fit my tastes,bridling it to the steed of my mind, prancing awayinto the density of life’s forest.
Seeing the beginnings of new life spread across earth and off into outer universes of earthly life.Solemnly being examined and lit by fires of wisdom as more and more knowledge finds it’s way into social patterns of existence.
Never rushing into the beyond of life in sunsetical prose.
Would never again take my little hand in hers on journeys across the sea to her homeland of Sicily.My heritage, it’s presence was brought to me through her gentle caring memories of life now lost – left behind the curtains of her future.Crying. Gone now her voice of broken English, herlaughter, smile – tears flowing…
Bereft in life, of people who care.Lonely escapades are all they have,staring back at them from the future.
