Touching momentarily, parts of my mind,
recalling beautiful images of childhood.
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Portals of escape swimming throughout a sea of human doubt
Allaying fears of ancient abandonment, quivering underblankets of unheard sorrow.Ripping open widest avenues of wisdom, counting on therhythm of knowledge and it’s hidden melodies.Sparingly taking advantage of expressive thoughts, placingthem into moods of equivalent heart wrenching sorrows.Walking off into the sunset of oblivion, staging finalmoments given to make a lasting impression, unforgiven,scouting horizons for others…
Bubbles sliding into view, taking thoughts on an airy journey to another land.
Never leaving any pages empty, all is perfect in exercises of writing.There is nothing more to see as the bubbles slide into another universe to be expressed in someone else’s words.
Wishing never accomplishes anything, just gives you an empty feeling when they are not fulfilled to your expectations.
Deeper, edges are more defined and sparkle exactingly into beautiful artful prose.
Naming emotions as they grow and crop up out of nowhere.
beckoning me to explore and learn who they are.Promising recognition as I do so, yet I pull away anddisappear deeply into myself, not wanting to know theirdepths, because they are filled with the sorrow andsadness of life so far on earth.
Silently portraying inner restlessness, seeking peace, reaching deeper for understanding.
Searching still for something more to encompass life, like a caterpillar building itself within.
Untangling webs of yesterday, looking closely at their technicalities of adverse dispositions.
Strutting, swaying, dancing in time, collecting all that’s needed to straighten out complications of life.