Folding remarks made in haste, stashing them in caverns, away from my mind so I may not think of the hurt associated with them.
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Clouds moving across the sky,
Gathering their skirts,forming a newly-made rain storm in flight.
Lines of life will end just beyond the next corner, out of sight.
light upon my brow.Loving this peaceful calm, letting waves of it’s tranquility washgently over me, filling all places of loneliness with grace of loveand serenity.Colors brightened intensely in the stead of recreated life.No longer squatting on edges, belonging now to the middle where noone can exist except the person whose soul it is.Never letting existence…
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.
Retrieving visions from behind black curtains, hurrying to portray poetical circumstances in books for eternal memories.
Awakening from death’s sleep, walking into and out of catacombs, searching for truths of existence at hands of intrusive masters.Placating insistent behaviors with mild trances of contemplation.Viewing everything in photographic pictures on a screen of lifetime images.Growing ever larger with every passing day.Emerging in the end on pages of selective definitions and meanings.Portraits explaining what…
Angles and patterns of light falling like water in a
Having an idea, putting it to canvas and apportioning it injust the right slant and position to show off the artistictalent of us all.Hanging on a wall in Harrah’s Casino, where I have foundand written it into this poem so one and all may one daycome upon it when they too visit the casino.