Caressing my soul with evening mists, dancing about
lifetimes of remembrance, fulfilling sorrow’s
emptiness.
Arms of reluctance, tearing apart this soul from
it’s space, hurling it into atmospheres of yesterday.
Staying away from people, finding solace alone on a
separate horizon.
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Choose a card from the deck of life, use it, play it,
When it wears out, trade it in and begin again onanother adventure, learning new information as youlive the cards you’re dealt.
Sauntering downstream amid turmoil and furor, tainting every moment without much ado.
Delectable sounds, training their images onto screens of mind-boggling lectures, never-ending comments from artistic galleries in the raw.Neglecting visions of early morning light, dictating an energizing fortitude, hoping for strength of character to begin again.
Melodies collide and jump, leaping about my mind,
beauty I see and hear inside.Frolicking away, serenely happy and peaceful, lifehas a way of clinging to music, taking uglinessaway for the time being.Solemnly partaking of a minute piece of every dailymelody, carrying tunes in pockets of memory, alwaysholding on to them, even in days of sorrow.
Relating facts to emotions, changing attitudes residing within me. Leveling the playing field, charging the light brigade of nighttime
Finding solutions from every angle in life, being hidden in cornersof log cabins, with only candlelight wavering in the dark, illuminating very little in the room.Stricken with the pain of living too long.
Envelopes of sadness lie unopened, abandoned, left to their own demise.
Finding some other way to ignore the sadness awaiting me beyond the doors I have closed upon them.